Chapter 98: Crossing the River Raptors VS Five Immortal Bandits~~)
Qin Yao doesn't mind eating soft rice.
It is true ability to eat soft food but hard work.
Therefore, without any grudge in his heart, he asked with great interest: "What kind of official do you think I can be?"
Xiao Zhuo smiled and said, "Heishan's son-in-law."
Qin Yao: "..."
Gan.
What I want is soft rice to be eaten hard, not to kneel down to pick up food.
Son-in-law...
It’s your sister!
"Okay, forget it if you don't want to. Why are you looking at me like that?" Xiao Zhuo turned to the window, opened it and said, "Go and open the door. Your little follower looks very anxious."
Qin Yao withdrew his gaze, stood up, walked to the door, and stretched out his hand to open the double wooden doors.
Xiao Wenjun, who was wandering around the door, suddenly turned around, quickly flew in front of him, and glanced into the room: "What did you two just do? You still sealed the door."
Qin Yao grabbed her neck, lifted her into the room, and when he closed the door, he raised his head and said to Ren Tingting who was in front of the office next door: "Sorry, I disturbed your work."
Ren Tingting smiled slightly, shook her head and said, "It's okay, you go ahead and do your business."
Qin Yao waved his hand, closed the door, and looked at Xiao Wenjun who was turning around: "What are you doing?"
"The smell in the room is a bit strange." Xiao Wenjun said.
Qin Yao said calmly: "The window has been opened all the time. It may have drifted in from outside."
Xiao Wenjun turned to look towards the window, only to be pierced by Xiao Zhuo's long legs that seemed to shine: "You, you, you..."
"What's wrong with me?" Xiao Zhuo said as he put out his cigarette butt.
"What are you wearing?"
"Can you care?" Xiao Zhuo flicked his fingers and threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray on Qin Yao's desk, but not a single ash fell in the process.
Xiao Wenjun: "..."
It seems like he can't control it.
etc.
Why do you care about this thing?
Thinking of this, I suddenly felt a little weird.
"Going out for a walk?" Seeing that she stopped talking, Xiao Zhuo didn't bother to argue with her, got up and came to the door.
Qin Yao nodded silently and asked Xiao Wenjun: "Are you going?"
"Go, of course go..."
Soon, the sun set over the mountain and it was dusk.
Just as the day shift employees in the department store were cleaning up and preparing to hand over their shifts, a group of well-trained masked men with strict orders suddenly appeared, armed with sticks, and rushed into the building. They beat everyone they saw and smashed the counters. The scene of the opium shop being smashed.
The guys in the building reacted quickly, rushed over with the guy in hand, and fought with the masked men, forming a fight.
If you just look at the number of people, there are slightly more guys in the building, but in a fight, the number of people is not the key factor in the victory. I saw a strong man among the masked men, holding a machete, and his knife skills were like a waterfall, leading the people behind him to move the building The guys were defeated step by step, and no one dared to take advantage of them.
"Sister Ting, it's not good. A group of strongmen rushed into the building, smashed and injured people. There is no way to stop them." Hao Jing, secretary to the board of directors, hurried up to the fourth floor and pushed open the door of Ren Tingting's office.
"Strong man?" Ren Tingting slowly raised her head, her face unusually calm: "Don't be anxious, don't panic, come in and lock the door."
Hao Jing followed her words and whispered: "How about we find a place to hide first, I'm afraid they will rush to the fourth floor."
Ren Tingting looked through a document calmly and said calmly: "No need to hide, it's not a big deal."
Hao Jing looked at the other party with admiration, and under his influence, her mentality gradually calmed down.
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"Dharma protector, someone seems to be making trouble in the building." Just when the masked man was about to rush to the second floor, a group of tough and powerful gangsters entered the shopping mall on the first floor.
"Originally, I haven't thought about how to show up, but I didn't expect that I would sleep on the pillow." At the head of the gangster, Glen Ching laughed loudly, pulled out the saber behind him with his backhand, and rushed towards the masked man with a vigorous posture, with a murderous look.
: "With their hands and feet broken, they must not be allowed to climb to the second floor!"
"Yes, protector!"
A group of ruthless bandits responded loudly, took out their weapons, and followed Glen Ching to rush towards him, causing a bloody storm!
On the stairs, the strong man holding a machete turned around quickly, jumped down, and the light of the knife cut through the void, slashing hard at Gran Ching.
"boom!"
Glen Ching held the knife in both hands and cut off the opponent's blade with one stroke. Under his shocked gaze, he stepped forward and cut off the opponent's right arm holding the knife with a sharp knife.
The strong man's face turned pale, and he was so frightened by her that he covered his bleeding arm with his left hand and fled out the door desperately.
Glen Ching licked his lips, then swung out his sword, and the blade of the sword pierced into the back of the strong man's right leg while spinning at a high speed, knocking him to the ground.
The other gangsters immediately pounced on him, slashing at the strong man's hands and feet with their swords.
The Dharma protector follows his instructions, even if his limbs are cut off, no enemy can keep his limbs intact.
"Miss, a group of stronger strongmen came from the first floor and chopped off the hands and feet of those who smashed them." After a moment, Ren Tingting's confidant quickly climbed up to the fourth floor and came to the door of her office.
A trace of surprise flashed across Ren Tingting's face, she put down her pen, stood up, opened the door and walked out.
"Put down your weapons and surrender immediately!"
Soon, when he came to the first floor with his secretary and confidants, he saw the belatedly arriving police officers holding guns in their hands and pointing them at a group of unruly strongmen with blood-stained blades.
"Miss, it's them." The confidant said softly.
Ren Tingting nodded silently, with a smile on her face, and stepped in front of the police uniforms with severed limbs and blood: "Please put down your guns, you are not pointing at the troublemaker."
Everyone in the police station knew about the relationship between Chenghuang Department Store and the Public Security Assistance Foundation, so Ren Tingting's words were still very useful to them, and the gun was lowered immediately.
Glen Ching looked at Ren Tingting in surprise, unable to understand how a weak and weak woman could be so powerful: "Who are you?"
"I am the executive director of this building, also known as the person in charge." Ren Tingting asked curiously: "Who are you?"
"Are you the person in charge?" Glen Ching was startled: "Isn't this building Qin Yao's property?"
A flash of understanding flashed in Ren Tingting's eyes, and she smiled and said: "It's Qin Yao's property. It turns out to be one of his own."
As she said that, she turned to look at Hao Jing: "Go and get some red envelopes for the officers and invite them to tea."
"Yes, director." Hao Jing nodded, hurried upstairs, took a handful of red envelopes, and distributed them to the military uniforms with a smile.
In this era, don't expect the professional ethics of the lower-level military uniforms. After receiving the red envelope, everyone smiled happily, said hello to Ren Tingting and left.
He didn't even care about the group of masked men howling on the ground...
"What is your relationship with Qin Yao?" Glen Ching unknowingly clenched the saber in his hand, probably feeling a little nervous.
She's not Qin Yao's wife, right?
She is a dignified protector of the Five Immortals Sect and has absolutely no reason to be a concubine for others!!