dream redemption

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The young female anchor read out the manuscript with a rare solemnity on her face.

"Just a few minutes ago, our city was hit by a wave of terrorist attacks, which caused huge loss of life and property. Besides, on the way to arrest the terrorists, thirteen heroic special forces members died in the line of duty. We didn't even have time to fight for the heroes Condolences as yet another terrorist escaped the scene and was lurking in the city..."

After some impassioned and sensational, the female anchor finally got to the point.

"Major citizens, please rest assured and believe in our government. The army has been dispatched and will search and arrest the whole city. Please return home immediately, or rush to the nearest emergency shelter! Next, we will announce some information about this terrorist ..."

"Name: Murong Xiao, an orphan, highly educated, not a university graduate, a fugitive wanted criminal, who has committed several major crimes, and has been on the run with..."

The following is a detailed introduction about Murong Xiao, with photos attached.

"Also, citizens, please pay attention, this person is extremely dangerous, please don't take any action against him after discovering it, please report it to the police immediately!"

This news was repeated three times, and the billboards that could be seen everywhere on the street also broadcast similar news. In a short time, Murong Xiao's name was quickly known by all the citizens of city b.

The villa group in the eastern suburbs, one of the largest villas, was also very restless.

"Good! Well done!"

In the Long Family Villa, the president of the group with gray temples was full of pleasure in his tone.

"Now I'm looking at that Bu family. Do you dare to come forward to protect this murderer!"

President Long was indeed very happy. Taking advantage of his father-in-law's authority, he fabricated several crimes for Murong Xiaoduo out of thin air, playing up Murong Xiaoduo as a heinous lunatic, and everyone shouted and beat him. \

Bujia villa, in the study room with simple decoration.

Dressed in white palace attire, Qing Wu stands tall, with a peerless beauty that captivates all living beings, covered by a light veil, her temperament is set off by the ancient costume, like a holy white lotus.People can't have any other thoughts, but can only wait and see from afar.

"No! Absolutely not! Even if you have entered the innate realm, you can ignore ordinary firearms and shells, but what about missiles?! You don't have to doubt the determination of those politicians! We must abandon him!"

An ordinary-looking young man slapped the table suddenly, causing the objects on the desk to jump up. There was a loud noise, which showed that he was in an extremely disturbed mood.

Qing Wu's eyes were calm.It contained incomparable firmness, and said slowly: "Father, my daughter has made up her mind, so there is no need to say anything."

"No! Never! I will never agree!"

A frightening light flashed in the young man's eyes, and a powerful aura of the acquired peak was brewing in the room like a tsunami, squeaking the golden nanmu tables and chairs!

"Please forgive my daughter for being unfilial. Even if she dies, she won't bring any trouble to the family."

There was a strange power in Qing Wu's plain voice.It seems to be able to smooth everything, smooth the tsunami-like momentum in the room.

"you……"

Before the young man finished speaking, there was no trace of Qing Wu in the room, as if it had disappeared out of thin air.

"A crime!"

It's been a long time, young man.The head of the Bu family sighed, as if he had aged ten years in an instant, and sat down on the nanmu chair weakly.

……

"Dad! You asked me to help him!!"

In the spacious and luxurious hall, Xu Qing'er looked stubbornly at Xu Fugui who was half a head taller than her.

"Oh! Girl. Trust Dad, he'll be fine."

Xu Fugui helplessly watched his precious daughter making a fuss, and sighed softly.

"Really?"

Xu Qing'er suddenly stopped making trouble, and looked at Xu Fugui expectantly.

"real!"

Xu Fugui nodded helplessly.

"Okay, then I'll go to bed first, don't bother me..."

Xu Qing'er yawned, turned and went upstairs.

Xu Fugui shook his head slightly, took a step forward, crossed a distance of several feet in an instant, and cut Xu Qing'er's neck with a palm.

"Uh……"

Xu Qing'er's body softened, and she fainted neatly.

The four bodyguards in black were expressionless, as if they were used to this.

"What are you thinking, dad doesn't know yet."

Xu Fugui smiled slightly, and said to a bodyguard beside him, "Miss Fu goes upstairs to rest. Also, be careful not to let her sneak out again."

"Yes, Pavilion Master."

The bodyguard bowed slightly and looked at Xu Fugui with only admiration.

……

An invisible undercurrent, with Murong Xiao at its heart, is constantly stirring in City B.

Buses to the city center.

"Tsk tsk, this buddy is awesome enough, he killed more than a dozen special agents."

A young man with a student haircut lit a cigarette and said to his companion after watching the news.

"Be careful what you say, and beware of being cheated by society."

His companion's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, as if he had just had a strenuous exercise.

"Huh? What's the matter with you? Isn't it you who gossip the most?"

The student-headed youth didn't take it seriously. After a long stretch, he looked back.

In an instant, the expression on his face was frozen, and he became very pale, as if he had lost his soul.

"He...he...he...our back seat..."

"Like the wanted man..."

The companion beside him wiped off his cold sweat, and spoke in a very low voice, his body was motionless, he didn't dare to move his head at all, and he didn't even dare to look back, without squinting.

"What does it look like?... Just... that's right..."

The young man at the head of the student stuttered, as if someone had put a knife around his neck, clearly feeling the cold murderous aura.

At the same time, many passengers on the bus had spotted Murong Xiao, and they all fell silent in fright. Among them, a young woman tremblingly took out her mobile phone, and was slapped off by her boyfriend beside her.

"What are you doing? Mobile phones are expensive..."

"You're almost dead, return your phone. We've arrived at the station! Let's go! Act like you didn't see it, and go home!"

As soon as the bus stopped, under some inexplicable psychological pressure, all the passengers rushed to get off the bus as if fleeing for their lives, and even trampled down an old man.

"strangeness……"

The driver with professional ethics focused on driving. He took a look at Murong Xiao and felt very familiar, but he couldn't remember where he saw him. He continued to drive to the next stop...

Murong Xiao glanced at the empty carriage, closed his eyes, and concentrated on circulating the true energy in his body.

The true qi that exudes a strong bright breath has a strong repairing ability, and the wounded meridians are nourished by the gentle true qi, as if soaked in a medicinal bath, with a little itching.