An Yirou's injuries have been treated, but according to her, her cultivation level has not improved.
Xu Jia was confused.
If two people practice together at the same time, it stands to reason that mixed practice between men and women should significantly improve their cultivation. Why does it just not work at all here?
An Yirou's cultivation level was always improving too slowly, which Xu Jia found difficult to understand.
With the blending of zhenqi, why did An Yirou's cultivation level not improve, but his own improved greatly?
Everything is so mysterious and incredible.
I believe that not many people can figure out the real reason.
When Xu Jia and An Yirou walked out of the hospital together, the people in the An family who were waiting outside were stunned.
They looked stunned, and their jaws almost dropped to the ground.
This...how is this possible?
An Yirou was injured, this was something everyone knew.
Although it is not fatal, the injury is serious. If it continues to worsen, it may cause more serious consequences. Looking at her like this now, why does it feel like nothing happened?
"Are...are you okay?"
An Ping An looked at An Yirou in shock, unable to speak fluently.
An Yirou smiled coldly and snorted coldly.
What Xu Jia said before suddenly appeared in her mind. In fact, she had long suspected whether her injury was done by one of the An family's own people.
These days, for the sake of profit, is there anything that cannot be done?
Originally, An's Group had no place for An Yirou to establish itself, but because of Xu Jia, her shares now account for the largest share.
Driven by powerful interests, it is inevitable that some people will have different intentions.
The two people have a good relationship, but they are strangers in the world.
The corners of An'an's mouth twitched a few times, and his mind went blank for a moment, just like a computer crashing, and he didn't know how to speak.
Too lazy to say anything more to An Yirou, An An immediately glanced at Xu Jia with a slightly complicated expression.
It is well known that Xu Jia is a miracle doctor.
Could it be that An Yirou's recovery so quickly has something to do with Xu Jia?
When Ping An glanced at Xu Jia, he found that Xu Jia was looking at him with a half-smile.
Inexplicably, with a strong guilty conscience in his heart, An Qian immediately averted his gaze.
Quietly, Safe's eyes glanced at Xu Jia again, as if to spy on his face, but inadvertently found that the smile on Xu Jia's face was even wider.
An An was angry. Seeing the smile on Xu Jia's face, he felt very unhappy.
He was curious and wanted to ask, but didn't know what to say.
Xu Jia didn't explain anything, he just walked out of the hospital with An Yirou, then got in the car and headed towards the old woman's temporary residence.
In the car.
Xu Jia casually looked at An Yirou with a smile: "Your family is really interesting, don't you think?"
An Yirou looked at Xu Jia half-understanding, as if she heard some special meaning from these plain words.
The two of them have already agreed on the matter of practicing the Secret of Immortality, and no one is allowed to talk about it.
It's better to say less about this kind of thing. If you deny it and let people know about it, you may not know what will happen.
"Watch out!"
suddenly.
An Yirou yelled and shouted at the driver.
However, the reminder was still a little slow after all.
In front of him, he saw a dirt truck rushing towards the vehicle where An Yirou and the others were.
Bang!
After a loud noise, the car body swayed severely. In an instant, it swayed very violently.
That huge overwhelming force made An Yirou feel uncomfortable. Even a man like Xu Jia, who had experienced hundreds of battles and had the vitality of the Secret of Immortality close to him, felt uncomfortable all over.
This shouldn't be an accident, but intentional.
When the opponent rushes over, he is very powerful.
The car body was sunk in, and there was a pungent smell of gasoline.
Xu Jia greeted: "Quick! Leave quickly..."
The car would explode at any time. Xu Jia and An Yirou shouted at the driver to leave as soon as possible.
I had just come out of the hospital, and I had escaped the previous disaster. I didn't expect that something special would happen again at this moment.
Xu Jia frowned, feeling that this matter was a bit mysterious and not very simple.
Is it safe?
In order to stabilize Anjia's property and status, he did not hesitate to kill his sister?
Xu Jia didn't think much, but looked at An Yirou and asked, "Are you okay now?"
An Yirou shook her head: "I'm a little dizzy."
Xu Jia wanted to get out of the car, but found that the car was out of control, the body of the car was seriously damaged, and the doors could not be opened.
Boom!
The dirt truck hit again, and this time the driver died.
Xu Jia believed that if the other party did it again, they would be dead.
Even with a body protected by true energy, it cannot withstand this impact.
Godhead comes and goes, which is a particularly annoying thing.
Xu Jia kicked the car door several times, but there was no reaction at all.
"Damn it...if it doesn't work once, why not do it again? Do they really want me to die?"
Like Xu Jia, An Yirou was particularly depressed.
Such things happen one after another, which makes people feel very restless and uneasy.
The dirt truck tried to escape. Xu Jia glanced at the license plate. It would be useless to track the deck used by the other party through the license plate.
He flashed and rushed towards the opponent's vehicle.
Want to leave?
Not that easy!
Xu Jia suffered losses time and time again, this time he wanted to stay alive.
After escorting An Yirou down safely, Xu Jia's figure flashed and he rushed towards the other party.
The speed of the movement is astonishing.
The driver of the dirt truck was about to flee, but Xu Jia broke the cab glass and came in through the glass window.
Squeak!
The driver hurriedly stepped on the brakes and was frightened out of his mind.
ah...
The driver screamed and fell hard when he fell to the ground.
"Who told you to do this?"
Xu Jia slowly approached the driver, his pupils reflecting the cold murderous intent.
His voice was low, and the other person's face turned white with fear.
Intuition told Xu Jia that if such things happened one after another, someone must be trying to do harm.
"No...no one. I just dozed off accidentally, and then...then...I'm sorry...I didn't mean to."
Dirt truck driver wants to cover up.
Xu Jia was quite dissatisfied with this.
He slapped the opponent across the mouth, knocking out several front teeth immediately.
"Can you tell me now? If you beep again, I'll let you know what it means to be unable to live and to die!"
Xu Jia suddenly punched out with great force.
The other party was vomiting blood wildly from his mouth. If Xu Jia hadn't been more measured in his attack, he would have been tortured to death long ago.
"I...I really didn't mean to do it. This...this was an accident."
The driver of the dirt truck was holding back the stinging pain, and there were a lot of sweat beads on his forehead.
He gritted his teeth and refused to let go.
When Xu Jia faced such a stubborn guy, he only said three words: You uncle!