Wu Qing'er was lying on the bed, and the grocery store owner was using the silver needle very quickly, taking out the needle and inserting the needle very smoothly, without any strangeness at all. Wu Ming was very excited when he saw it, but when he thought about the boss treating him, he couldn't help but wonder.
Why is the gap between men and women so big?
Vomiting black blood, Wu Qing'er closed her eyes and sat cross-legged in meditation. The boss wiped his sweat and said, "Oh, I'm so exhausted. I didn't see one patient a week before, and I made a huge loss."
When the leader saw Wu Qing'er exhaling and taking in his breath, the boss said jokingly: "So you are practicing martial arts, no wonder you were beaten like this. If you don't practice martial arts well, you can easily die."
The boss staggered out of the door, and his voice came from outside: "It's not good to fight, it's not good to kill, it's not good to fight, it's not good to kill..."
Wu Ming breathed a sigh of relief and saw Wu Qing'er's face gradually turning rosy due to meditation, and said happily: "The boss's medical skills are indeed not simple!"
Half an hour later, Wu Qing'er's eyes flashed with blue light, he exhaled a breath of turbid air, and took a deep breath: "It's not just simple. If I'm not wrong, he may be an expert in the world, and his martial arts skills are far superior to ours."
"How is that possible!" Wu Ming said in shock, "He doesn't have any energy in his body."
"Maybe it's my imagination, but the boss is definitely not an ordinary person." Wu Qing'er said solemnly, "I know the extent of my injuries best. This man was able to recover with just a few silver needles. His medical achievements are my fault.
What I’ve seen in my life.”
Wu Ming was doubtful and said with a smile: "You are thinking too much."
"Perhaps, if the boss really knows martial arts and we can't detect it yet, then we don't need to know." Wu Qing'er sighed, "This person either doesn't know martial arts, or he may be so powerful that we can't touch him."
Wu Qing'er was just recovering from her injury and needed more rest. Xiao Yu'er brought in a bowl of soup, which tasted fishy.
Wu Qing'er drank it directly and said politely to Xiao Yu'er: "Thank you."
Xiao Yu'er looked at Wu Qing'er strangely and asked, "Sister, why are you so beautiful? Have you eaten something?"
Wu Qing'er was particularly fond of Xiao Yu'er, so she said, "Sister, I'm not as good-looking as you."
Xiao Yu'er pouted and said in confusion: "Sister, you are so humble. You are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen."
"Girl?" Wu Qing'er felt that these three words were very awkward. She had been in power for many years, and her days of being called a girl were long gone. Only the elders in her family dared to call her a girl.
"Of course, I can see that you are still a young girl." Xiao Yu'er said innocently, "You have to be careful, there is something wrong with the way the old pervert looks at you."
Wu Qing'er was startled. She looked around and saw no sign of the boss. She breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, An Jing always felt frightened in this grocery store. But Wu Ming didn't find anything unusual. She noticed a huge power in the room.
Pressure, no matter where the source is, it seems to be far away and out of reach, or it seems to be right next to you.
Seeing Wu Qing'er's confused look, Wu Ming thought she needed a rest and said, "Don't be suspicious. The most important thing for you now is to have a good rest and don't think too much."
Wu Qing'er refused to rest in the store, so Wu Ming followed her.
Aston Martin is driving on the road to the eastern suburbs.
"Where is the destination?" Wu Ming asked as he drove the car.
Wu Qing'er lay on the back seat, opened her sluggish eyes, and gasped: "No. 98, Luhang Avenue."
Wu Qing'er's destination was a remote villa, surrounded by strange woods. It was difficult to enter without Wu Qing'er's guidance. And there was no one living within a kilometer around the villa. This was a waste of money in Shanghai, where every inch of land was precious. Wu Qing'er took it from the drawer
He took out a remote control and pressed it against the woods a few meters ahead. The red light came on and the woods automatically split into two halves, leaving an asphalt road that could just be passed by the car.
When the Aston Martin passes, the asphalt road closes again and the woods close up.
Wu Ming stood up and looked in the rearview mirror, sighing: "The Cunning Rabbit's Three Caves, a nice place!"
After passing through the layers of defense, he came to the garden in front of the villa. Looking at the villa without a door, Wu Ming wondered: "Where is the door?"
Wu Qing'er walked to the corner of the wall and pressed her palms against the wall. The wall lit up red, and then a crack opened, just enough for the two of them to pass through. The passage was more than 20 meters long, with incomprehensible occult writing on both sides. The writing covered the wall, and the wall
There are two huge night pearls on the body. Wu Ming vaguely remembers seeing them in an underground cave, but he is not sure.
"Night Pearl?" Wu Ming asked softly.
Wu Qing'er stopped, looked at the beads on the wall with complicated eyes, and nodded: "Maybe there are only two night pearls in the world, and they are all concentrated in this defensive fortress."
"Only two?" Wu Ming asked doubtfully.
"Yes, I have been collecting these two for many years before I got them." Wu Qing'er said, "I haven't seen them anywhere else so far."
Wu Ming smiled and said: "I have seen them, many of them."
Wu Qing'er frowned and said, "Are you kidding me?"
Wu Ming said helplessly: "Since you don't believe it, just pretend I didn't say it."
The two continued walking and passed the passage, which was a spacious hall. The hall was extremely clean. A large bed about three meters long and two meters wide was placed in the center. It was filled with books, all of which were ancient manuscripts. The bed
Next to it is a large mirror, with a purple-red brocade box under the mirror. There are no windows in the hall, but the ventilation is good, and there is no boredom at all. And I don’t know what kind of material the wall is made of, but I can actually see the outside clearly. This kind of
This is the first time Wu Ming has seen single-sight material.
"The Wu family's safe fortress is used as a refuge during special periods." Wu Qing'er said calmly, "I'm going to take a shower first. Don't touch anything in the room. The food is in the refrigerator."
The sound of bathing came from the bathroom. Wu Ming walked to the wall and looked at the scenery outside. From the outside, the villa looked like an abandoned warehouse, and it was a sealed abandoned warehouse. From the outside, you would never think of what was inside.
The decoration is so luxurious. Wu Ming has seen the chandelier in the hall in Tomson Yipin, which is Wu Qing'er's favorite style. The color of the bed sheets is ocean blue, making the space spotless.
Not long after, Wu Qing'er finished washing and walked out wearing a bath towel.
Wet hair is draped over her shoulders, and a touch of smooth white is vaguely exposed on her chest. Just looking at the size of the bathrobe, Wu Qing'er is actually full of money and arrogant. The lazy beauty exuded by Wu Qing'er at this time is completely broken.
During the day, she had a cold and ruthless face. Li Manyu's face immediately appeared in Wu Ming's mind. This woman with two extreme personalities had a beautiful face, but was bitter on the inside.
"Are you hungry? Let me get you something to eat." Wu Qing'er asked warmly as if she were at home. Wu Ming almost had the illusion that this was the Spider Queen who usually looks cold.
"Well," Wu Ming finally agreed, "a little bit, just eat whatever you want."
Wu Qing'er nodded, put on her bathrobe and walked to the kitchen.
The kitchen, bathroom, and hall were actually connected together, separated by several thin sheets of alloy. Along with the smell of perfume from the bathroom, the fragrance soon wafted out of the kitchen, and Wu Ming unconsciously had a picture of the bathroom spewing blood in his head.
Secretly shocked, Wu Ming secretly said: "What's wrong? She is your aunt, and like Wang Yuyan, you can't have the slightest idea."
But even though he stopped himself from thinking, the whiteness on Wu Qing'er's chest seemed to be imprinted deep in his soul and could not be removed at all. Wu Ming sighed and stared blankly out of the window, constantly thinking about Ding Ziyi's appearance.
Wu Qing'er came out with a bowl of noodles. Seeing Wu Ming frowning in deep thought, she said, "Let's make do with chicken noodle soup. I don't have much ingredients at home. I haven't been here for three days."
Only then did Wu Ming connect the layout of the room with Wu Qing'er's words. Could it be that this is Wu Qing'er's real residence? It is more like a bunker than a villa.
"Are you very insecure?" Wu Ming asked, "Why else would you like to live in a house with such tight self-defense? If it were me, I would definitely go crazy."
Wu Qing'er put down the chicken noodle soup in her hand and said calmly: "That's you. My life belongs to Wujialing. There are still many things that have not been completed. I can't die casually."
"There is no necessary connection between the two." Wu Ming frowned without touching the bowl of noodles, even though it looked delicious.
Wu Qing'er looked at Wu Ming who did not flinch, and said with a bitter smile: "Many people want to kill me, and my hands are stained with the blood of too many people. Today's attack is just the beginning."
Wu Ming's face changed slightly and he said, "Wujialing doesn't care? After all, your status is not light."
Wu Qing'er sneered and said: "Many people in Wujialing are eager for my death. Over the years, for the sake of the old man's great cause, I have offended all the older generations."
"Wu Gang arranged it?" Wu Ming said bitterly.
"No, I volunteered." Wu Qing'er shook his head, not wanting to dwell on this issue, and said, "Just rest after eating. In a few days, you will have a duel with Su Tong. With your current strength, self-protection should not be a problem.
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"This is not my goal." Wu Ming said calmly, picked up the noodles on the table and ate them.
"What is your goal?" Wu Qing'er asked.
Wu Ming finished the soup in one minute, put down his chopsticks, showed a sunny and confident smile, and said: "Kill him."
The volume was not high, but the whole room seemed to be filled with sound, and several echoes appeared.
Wu Qing'er laughed and said: "It's good to be able to save your life. Killing him was only possible when I was in my prime. Su Tong is a master trained by the old man himself, so he has his own means of saving his life."
"Wu Gang again?" Wu Ming frowned.
Wu Qing'er sighed: "Why do you hate him so much? He has never done anything?"
Wu Ming said coldly: "What you have done is more unforgivable than what you have done. You know."
Silence, deathly silence. Knowing that the atmosphere of the conversation was completely ruined, Wu Qing'er picked up the bowl and got up and returned to the kitchen.
The sound of running water sounded in the kitchen, and Wu Ming sat on the floor and began to meditate. The wounds on his body had stopped bleeding and were healing at a terrifying speed. The wounds healed, but his anger increased. Wu Ming thought he could figure out the reasons behind his actions.
The black hand, but with Wu Qing'er's injury, it became more confusing. Wu Qing'er seemed to have something unspeakable and did not fully disclose the information he knew, making it difficult for Wu Ming to judge.
The weeping boy, a martial arts master from twenty years ago, and the masked man's eyes seemed to have been seen somewhere, but I just couldn't remember them for the moment. The masked man obviously hid his strength. Wu Ming was confronting the masked man.
After a palm strike, I immediately knew that this person's strength was far beyond the surface.
"Who is it?"
Wu Ming kept replaying the masters he knew in his mind, and suddenly a figure appeared.
