Qiao Qingyu's residence in Nandu City is not far from Gong Yunhai's private villa.
However, the scale of her villa is much inferior to that of Gong Yunhai's.
Qiao Qingyu spent another whole day with Gong Yunhai and returned to her residence at night.
If her father hadn't said he was coming, Qiao Qingyu would have definitely stayed at Gong Yunhai's place, so she wouldn't have come back alone.
The woman is wearing a beige dress with a long knitted sweater, and her two slender legs are wrapped in sexy flesh-colored stockings.
At this time, she was sitting on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, drinking the rock sugar pear the nanny had just made, and changing the channel with the remote control.
Just as Qiao Qingqing adjusted the program he wanted to watch and put down the remote control, a soft "pop" sound suddenly came from the glass next to him.
Qiao Qingyu looked back and saw a yellow-orange bullet stuck on the glass.
The bullet pointed at her head.
If all the glass in the villa hadn't been bulletproof glass installed at a high cost, she would have had her head blown off by now.
Qiao Qingyu was instantly startled and broke into a cold sweat.
After reacting, she screamed: "Someone is coming, there is an enemy attack!"
Bang bang bang!
Several more bullets, as thick as an adult's finger, hit the bulletproof glass next to him one after another.
Although the bulletproof glass was not penetrated, spider web-like cracks appeared.
Qiao Qingyu hurriedly turned aside and hid behind the corner.
When the guards who rushed in saw this, they held their headsets and started shouting loudly: "There are snipers... There are snipers. They are most likely on the opposite hillside. Send people there immediately..."
The entire villa became noisy, and the previous tranquility disappeared without a trace.
In addition to the shouts of the guards, there were also the terrified screams of the maids.
Guards with guns appeared from all around and quickly guarded each entrance and exit.
A burst of white mist suddenly appeared strangely out of thin air and floated towards the villa.
The two guards hiding behind the pillars of the villa's gate were directly shrouded in white mist.
Then, the shrill screams of the two guards came from the white mist.
White mist drifted over, leaving only two blood-stained corpses on the ground, which looked shocking.
Several guards rushed over with guns and were also enveloped in white mist.
In the villa, a ragged and slovenly man appeared suddenly, came to Qiao Qingyu, and said solemnly: "Miss, something is not right, let's leave quickly."
As soon as he finished speaking, wailing could be heard outside.
"Ghost... there is a ghost..."
"Help, there's a ghost..."
Qiao Qingyu looked at the slovenly man, unable to conceal the horror in her eyes: "Uncle Hong, what is going on outside?"
The slovenly man snorted coldly and shouted sternly: "Who is pretending to be a ghost?
Come out."
The sound spread far away.
No one responded, only screams and exclamations and wails sounded one after another.
The slovenly man frowned, grabbed Qiao Qingyu, and rushed out quickly.
Before they could rush out of the villa, the screams outside gradually disappeared.
The two of them came outside with a few guards from the villa, and there was silence.
I saw that a group of men who had been fine just now were all dead.
The ground was littered with corpses, and blood flowed into rivers.
The most shocking thing is that all the corpses are beyond recognition and covered in blood.
The sloppy man shouted sternly: "Who is pretending to be a ghost?
Come out."
Qiao Qingyu pulled out a dagger from her waist and shouted in shock and anger: "Rat, get out!"
A hazy white mist suddenly floated towards them.
Qiao Qingyu and the sloppy man had never seen such a strange situation before, and they were both a little stunned.
It wasn't until the white mist floated in front of him that the slovenly man realized what he was doing, and hurriedly pulled Qiao Qingyu away. At the same time, he waved the big knife in his hand, and streams of energy came out from the blade.
The energy penetrated directly through the white mist and did not have any impact on the white mist.
The few guards who had no time to dodge were shrouded in white mist.
Following the shrill screams, blood-stained corpses were thrown out of the white mist.
Qiao Qingyu's face turned pale, she huddled behind the slovenly man, trembling all over.
The slovenly man stared at Bai Wu with solemn eyes.
At this time, apart from Qiao Qingyu and the slovenly man, there was only one guard holding a submachine gun.
"ah……"
The guard roared loudly and aimed at Bai Wu and fired wildly.
Ta da da...ta da da...
The muzzle of the gun burst into flames, and a series of bullets were fired towards the white mist.
However, the white mist is not an entity, so how can bullets affect the white mist?
Soon, the bullets in the guard's magazine were all gone, and there was a "click-click" sound from the submachine gun.
White mist floated over and lifted the guard up.
A bright red flame suddenly lit up between the sloppy man's eyebrows.
He waved the big knife in his hand with his backhand and flicked it diagonally.
Whoosh!
A condensed sword energy struck out and rolled forward.
The white mist seemed to be a little afraid of the energy coming from the master of Red Flame, so it split into two pieces and floated to both sides.
The guard fell from the air, but was hit by the sharp sword energy, and was split into two halves.
The blood rain filled the air, and the internal organs were scattered on the ground.
The strong smell of blood came, and Qiao Qingyu turned aside, bent over, and started vomiting.
The sloppy man roared angrily: "Who on earth is pretending to be a ghost?
If you are brave enough, come out and fight me for three hundred rounds."
The two pieces of white mist gradually came together and soon turned into two human shapes.
It was Chu Tianshu's ghost cultivators, Luo Xiao and Jin Se.
They were floating in the night sky, with their feet more than ten centimeters above the ground.
Seeing the weird scene in front of her, Qiao Qingyu shivered a few times, and subconsciously stepped back without vomiting.
"Ghost cultivator?"
A flash of surprise flashed in the slovenly man's eyes, and then veins popped out in the hand holding the knife, and he shouted sternly: "Ghosts, we have no grievances against you, why do we want to do this?"
"No injustice or hatred?"
A clear voice came from behind the two ghost cultivators, "Qiao Qingyu wanted to blow me up last night. Is this also called no injustice and no hatred?"
Following the sound, Luo Xiao and Jinse stepped away to the left and right, and Chu Tianshu strode over.
"Are you causing trouble?"
Qiao Qingyu stared at Chu Tianshu, her eyes seemed to be bursting with fire, and her expression was extremely complicated.
Then, she pointed at Chu Tianshu and said to the slovenly man: "Uncle Hong, the poison on my body was planted by him."
"You all go to hell!"
The slovenly man shouted angrily, his brows filled with red flames that were scorching. He swung his knife and struck Chu Tianshu with a sharp sword aura.
Jinse and Luo Xiao blocked the way.
Their eyebrows also instantly bloomed with red flames.
However, the red flames between their eyebrows are slightly different from those of sloppy men. There is a white flame in the center of the flame.