Weiyang pushed the door of the guest room and walked in, and it was easy to find Luo Jia's green plants on the table.
Quickly stepped forward, he reached out and held the green plant in his hand, looked closely, and confirmed that there was no damage, so he was relieved.
Luo Jia's brother took care of the little girl to take care of him before dying, and he always regarded the little girl as a sister.
Since this green plant is so important, of course he has to help her take it back.
Don't dare to delay, get green plants, go downstairs in a hurry, and sit in the car borrowed from Lan Yinshui.
As soon as I was about to start, I saw a black car and drove into the parking lot. He quickly stepped on the accelerator and wanted to leave. It was still a step late.
Alas!
The car hit his car's buttocks. Under inertia, his car hit the wall directly, and the front cover of the front was deformed at the same time.
Don't care about the car, Wei Yang kicked the driving door, turned over and jumped out of the car.
A gray figure rushed over, he flashed sideways, raised his hand to grab a pistol, and aimed at the woman behind the gray figure.
"Weiyang, I haven't seen you for a long time!"
Zitong waved his hand gently and saw Zitong, and Wei Yang couldn't help but stunned. With this opportunity, his apprentice scratched a knife and split towards his side neck.
Although in the loss of God, Wei Yang still had time to flash his palm.
"I'm here!"
Beichen said with a sink.
The son -in -law responded respectfully and jumped out of the battle circle.
Weiyang looked at Beichen who came over, snorted, raised his hand to aim at him, "I know you are not a blood race, but this bullet can still want your life."
Bei Chen glanced at the gun in his hand, the flames on the gun jumped, and the muzzle was directly burned. He felt the hotness of the gun in his hand. Wei Yang was busy throwing the gun away.
At this time, Beichen had already come to Weiyang, and waved his hand.
There are not many fancy skills, this punch is sharp and direct.
Weiyang also did not dodge, and he came back on the face of a punch.
The fists of the two people hit one place in the air, and the air was stuffed by the sharp fist, and then took a step back.
Looking at each other, the eyes of the two men have a surprise expression.
Bei Chen, as a mixed race of the blood race, completely inherits all the advantages of the blood race, such as speed and strength.
This punch is impossible to bear if it is an ordinary person.
Weiyang is also a power person. The strength of his body is far better than ordinary people. His full punch is enough to damage the metal. Beichen is okay.
At the same time, the two were not convinced to look at each other and punch again.
Alas!
Several fists of fists are each other, and they are regardless of winning or defeat.
Seeing the opportunity, the purple pupil was obliquely took a step, and he threw a silver needle with his hands. The silver needle was in the middle of the middle of the chest. He was stiff and fell straight down.
"Little beauty, you ... you sneak me?"
Zi Tong shrugged his shoulders, "Son, take him into the car."
If she did not shoot, the two guys were fighting until it was dark, and she was afraid that she would not be able to distinguish.
The son bent and grabbed him, stuffed it into the back seat, and Weiyang shouted in a hurry, "My green plants, help me bring it, that is very important!"
Zitong turned his face, and saw a small box of green plants on his car.
She bent over, took out the green plants, and sat opposite Weiyang with Beichen. She returned to the driver's seat and opened the car out of the parking lot.
Zitong puts the green plants in his hands aside, "Where is the pastoral?"
"Beymental?" Weiyang looked at the two in a look at the two, "Who is the shepherd?"