Chapter 379 A blessing from heaven (22)

Mr. Zhao: "..."

Is this little girl quite happy-go-lucky?

But think about it, why is it so annoying?

He coerced this.

People treat this like a vacation...

Mr. Zhao felt that if he talked to Chu Zheng, he would be angry to death sooner or later.

Fortunately, we have already arrived.

A single-family villa with no other buildings around.

The decoration inside the villa is low-key and luxurious, with the style of a big shot everywhere.

Chuzheng went in and unceremoniously occupied the owner's seat on the sofa in the living room.

Mr. Zhao: "..."

Mr. Zhao took a deep breath, used his crutches, and stopped sitting.

"Miss Chuzheng, wait a moment."

Mr. Zhao left with his bodyguards.

The room suddenly became quiet.

Just as Chu Wu was about to speak, he heard the sound of locks clicking around him.

Chu Wu immediately stood up and looked at the door and window.

"He locked us up here."

"Yeah." Chuzheng sat calmly on the sofa.

What are you panicking about?

Isn't that just being locked up?

piece of cake.

Not convenient.

Chu Wu frowned and looked at Chu Zheng, who was still sitting on the sofa in a guest posture.

Isn't she worried?

"What does he want to do to us?"

Chuzheng raised her eyes to look at the ceiling, and there was smoke coming in from the vents.

Chu Wu also saw it.

Chuzheng waved Chu Wu over.

Chu Wu frowned, seeing the smoke spreading faster and faster, and walked quickly to her side.

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Mr. Zhao stood outside, looking at the watch on his wrist from time to time.

From the outside, there was smoke billowing inside, making it completely unclear.

"Master Zhao, it's been half an hour."

Mr. Zhao used his walking stick and poked the ground twice: "Inform Miss Sang Meng."

"yes."

Mr. Zhao looked inside with a little excitement.

Miss Sang Meng said it was so serious. He thought it would be difficult to deal with her, but he didn't expect it to be so easy.

Miss Sang Meng said that Chu Wu would be used as bait, just in case.

But it seemed that Miss Sang Meng had a high opinion of these two people.

He will soon be in good health...

"Miss Sang Meng is here."

Someone whispered in Master Zhao's ear.

So fast?

Master Zhao turned around and saw the familiar figure.

He immediately went to meet him.

"Miss Sang Meng, you have caught this person." Mr. Zhao looked cautious and did not have the style that a big man should have at all.

"Where are the people?"

Mr. Zhao immediately said: "It's inside. Don't worry, they will never wake up in one day."

Sang Meng nodded: "Go in and take a look."

Master Zhao asked someone to close the mechanism inside, wait for the smoke to disperse, and then handed Sang Meng a gas mask.

"No need." Sang Meng walked directly into the house.

Mr. Zhao was surprised in his heart. Thinking of Sang Meng's methods, he felt normal.

He didn't dare not wear it, so he put on the mask and went inside.

The smoke has not completely dispersed, and the environment in the room is a bit blurry.

"Where are people?"

"Over there." Mr. Zhao walked toward the living room: "They..."

Master Zhao's voice stopped suddenly.

The smoke seemed to avoid the sofa, forming a vacuum.

At this time, on the sofa, Chu Zheng put one hand on the back of the sofa and hugged Chu Wu with the other. From head to toe, even her hair exuded the aura of 'I am the boss'.

"It took me so long." The girl looked over with calm eyes: "Are you turtles?"

The bastards are faster than you.

"You..." Mr. Zhao was shocked in his heart: "Why are you okay?"

Because Sang Meng specifically asked, the medicine he used has been increased tenfold.

But she is sitting here properly now...

"I should have something to do." Chuzheng turned her gaze to Sang Meng behind Mr. Zhao.

I knew it was this piece of shit.

If you can't deal with me head on, then you will deal with me behind my back.

Mr. Zhao's heart was pounding. He was afraid of his life and did not dare to stand in front anymore, so he retreated behind Sang Meng.

Sang Meng glared at Mr. Zhao as if he were looking at trash.

"Chu Zheng, since you are alive, you should not appear in front of me again and let me see you, so that you can still live well."

A fierce look flashed in Sang Meng's eyes.

Since she saw him, she must die.

Chuzheng's fingers, as slender and as white as jade bamboo, tapped on the sofa, and her voice sounded in time with the rhythm: "You can poke yourself blind."

Then you can't see me.

How nice!

Sang Meng sneered: "You died once, but now you are very sharp-tongued."

She paused and then her tone dropped sharply: "However, today is the day you die."

"My death date?" Chu Zheng's eyebrows seemed to be stained with frost, and her coldness penetrated people: "You think too highly of yourself."

Sang Meng just sneered and clapped his hands confidently.

The surroundings suddenly darkened.

Mr. Zhao was so frightened that he ran around in circles, his back soaked in cold sweat.

Chuzheng didn't panic at all and pulled Chu Wu into a kiss: "Stay here obediently."

Sang Meng tutted softly: "Don't worry, I will send him down to you too, so that you can have a good love down there."

Sang Meng emphasized the word love.

Chuzheng stood up and suddenly kicked the coffee table in the living room.

The coffee table made a squeaking sound and crashed towards Sang Meng.

Sang Meng jumped up and landed lightly on the coffee table, which stopped sliding.

"If I were you, you would never anger me again." Sang Meng said in a gloomy tone, "Even if you still have some ability, don't forget that you have lost your wings."

"So you are not me." Chuzheng's eyes were cold: "You still dare to raise your wings, you are very courageous."

"Ah."

Sang Meng snorted coldly and spun around, slamming the coffee table towards Chu Zheng.

Chuzheng stood calmly and calmly. When the coffee table was about to hit her, she raised her feet and pressed her toes against the coffee table easily.

The movements are clean and neat, and the posture is handsome and unrestrained.

His cold appearance seems to be a bit handsome.

It makes people's hearts beat and makes them want to scream for her.

Sang Meng's heart skipped a beat.

She wasn't just kicking the coffee table back, it carried her power.

how come……

If Sang Meng could see, she would find that there were thin silver lines around the coffee table. It was those thin lines that stopped the coffee table.

Chu Zheng just raised her feet and struck a coquettish pose.

[…] My understanding of young ladies needs to be refreshed.

The silver thread was not only wrapped around the coffee table, but also interlaced thin silver threads were everywhere in the room.

Chuzheng used her toes to kick the coffee table back.

Sang Meng ignored the slow speed of the coffee table, but when she came into contact with it, an invisible force knocked her away.

Sang Meng made a parabolic motion in the air and finally hit the stairs going upstairs.

The wooden stairs, smashed by her, broke from the edge, rolled to the ground, and rolled twice before stopping.

Sang Meng immediately wanted to get up.

A pair of shoes appeared in her sight, and she suddenly stopped.

The next second her whole body was kicked down and she was pressed hard to the ground.

The splintered wood on the ground dug into the flesh, and blood oozed out.

Their bodies are just like normal people, they bleed and get injured, but they can heal very quickly due to their abilities.

"So what if I piss you off."

A clear and calm voice exploded above Sang Meng's head.

Sang Meng only felt that at that moment, it was like an invisible hand was holding his throat, and the feeling of suffocation came from all directions.