Crazy beauty she is wild and hard to train

Chapter 3 A Weak Senior High School Student

For a few seconds, the casino was dead silent.

Everyone stared at the tall and thin girl with dumbfounded eyes, her profile was cold and her murderous intent was terrifying.

Zou Qing was dizzy and his face was covered with blood!

Si Yunwu lowered his black and cold eyes, and gave Zou Qing a condescending look.

Zou Qing couldn't get up for a long time, panting violently.

Si Yunwu slowly squatted down, his voice was very low, with a strange politeness: "Excuse me, can you give it to me?"

Zou Qing stared at her with bloodshot eyes: "Damn it stinks—"

The next second, Si Yunwu grabbed him by the back of the collar, lifted him up alive, and slammed him down on the gambling table next to him.

boom!
Zou Qing's head knocked a big hole into the heavy gaming table!

The colorful chips on the table are flying all over the ground!

Si Yunwu let go.

The blood on Zou Qing's head and face softened like a puddle of mud, and he fell to the ground completely. Blood gurgled from the corner of his mouth, and he couldn't speak a word.

As soon as Fu Xingyu and Jiang Xuan entered the casino, they saw Si Yunwu, a thin girl, grabbing a man's head and throwing it on the table.

Jiang Xuan was dumbfounded on the spot.

I can't believe that the cowardly and cowardly Si Yunwu has such a terrifying and bloody aura.

Everyone at the scene watched this scene with horror.

Even in this bloody and violent street, they had never seen such a heart-pounding scene.

As for the girl who did it, she was dressed in clean black and stood quietly in front of Zou Qing with her head tilted.

Even the voice was flat and cold: "Either, please give me something, or, die."

She pulled over a chair.

The legs of the chair scraped across the ground with a squeak.

As if ready to kill him at any moment.

Zou Qing's pupils dilated in fear, staring at the thin and pale hand holding the chair.

At this time, a deep male voice sounded: "My place is dirty, remember to clean it up."

Si Yunwu raised his eyes and saw a short boy in a black jacket.

Too young, with superior looks, tall and long legs.

He put his hands in his pockets and leaned aside.

Si Yunwu glanced at the blood on the ground with cold eyes, and said very politely: "I'm sorry, I proposed to kill him."

As soon as these words came out, there was a dead silence!
People around watched Si Yunwu let go of the chair, and grabbed Zou Qing's collar with thin white fingers.

As if effortlessly, he was lifted from the ground.

The collar was tightened, and at this moment, Zou Qing felt extremely suffocated and dead.

In Evil Street, human life is the least valuable thing.

Zou Qing was completely panicked, the flesh and blood on his face trembled violently, and frantically begged for mercy: "Don't kill me! Miss Si... Please don't kill me, I'll give...I'll..."

With trembling fingers, he pulled down a string around his neck with a flash drive hanging from it.

Si Yunwu glanced at it, took it over, and lightly loosened his thin white fingers.

boom!
Zou Qing fell to the ground, he didn't care about anything, dragged his trembling body, and crawled away from Si Yunwu in a panic.

Jiang Xuan was ready to collect Si Yunwu's body, but he was not at all ready for Si Yunwu to beat others to the ground.

He could hardly believe his eyes.

Did they really find the wrong person?

Holding the flash drive, Si Yunwu fumbled through the pockets of his jacket and trousers, found 200 yuan, and put it on an intact gaming table.

She looked at the short-inch boy: "I only have so much, I'll lose the table and chairs."

The boy leaned against the wall, lazily, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "It's cheap, a hundred is enough."

Si Yunwu nodded, took back one hundred and stuffed it into his pocket.

The corners of Jiang Xuan's eyes twitched: "..."

Si Yunwu turned around and walked in front of Fu Xingyu and Jiang Xuan, put on the sweater hat with both hands, and said indifferently, "Go back to Fu's house."

The tone seems to be the highest authority over all living beings, the Empress.

No one has ever dared to speak to Fu Xingyu in such an orderly tone.

Jiang Xuan's complexion has never been more complex.

Is this really the sick and weak orphan girl adopted by the eldest son of the Fu family?

Fu Xingyu looked at Si Yunwu with dark and unpredictable eyes.

The girl put her hands in her pockets, she was as thin as a piece of paper, her neckline was loose, revealing her clear and beautiful collarbone.

Killing intent is exhausted.

Fu Xingyu's deep pupils flashed a hint of interest, which was fleeting.

"Okay." The man's voice was low and magnetic, he turned and followed Si Yunwu, and walked out.

Jiang Xuan: "..."

Why didn't he find Brother Seven so good-tempered before?

……

Go back to Fu Zhai's car.

Si Yunwu leaned back in the seat and looked at his phone.

She took off her mask, and the black coat and hat were still buttoned on her head,

The dark and cold eyebrows and eyes are shrouded in shadows, and the whole body is inaccessible and cold and alienated.

Si Yunwu clenched his white hand against his mouth, and coughed twice, with a strong nasal sound.

She was very weak all the time, and fell into the lake again, and the wind and cold were a bit severe.

Sitting opposite her, Jiang Xuan still couldn't believe that such a pot of medicine for the weak was the crazy gangster who beat people up in the casino just now.

Fu Xingyu looked at the girl's cold profile.

He is young, with snowy muscles and bones, and an uncommon complexion.

Fu Xingyu doesn't go back to Fu's house very often, and has only seen Si Yunwu twice in so many years.

It is undeniable that the little girl turned out to be extremely beautiful.

Surprisingly beautiful.

The man's gaze is too strong to be ignored.

Si Yunwu turned the phone upside down by his side, and slowly turned his eyes, his face was cold and pale.

A pair of dark almond eyes met his gaze, but said nothing.

It seems that when he looks at her, she will look back.

Jiang Xuan and Fu Xingyu have been friends for many years, and this is the first time I saw a person who dared to look at Fu Xingyu so directly.

The two looked the same indifferent, without any emotion.

Bottomless.

Two seconds later, Fu Xingyu took the lead to look away.

The man pressed a switch with his long, slender fingers, and the secret compartment opened automatically.

The small white jade porcelain bottles are arranged neatly, like ancient medicine bottles.

There is no logo on the bottle, only a serial number.

Si Yunwu judged from the taste that they were all very expensive special medicines.

Fu Xingyu took out a small white jade porcelain jar, then took a disinfectant wipe, and wiped his hands carefully.

Wipe it three times.

He opened the small porcelain jar, which was in the form of paste.

Si Yunwu smelled the faint fragrance of Yulan.

Fu Xingyu wiped some with his fingers, the fingertips were clean and beautiful, and the other finger pointed to the bridge of his nose, and said to Si Yunwu, "There is a wound."

Si Yunwu didn't move, his black eyes just looked at him calmly.

Like the surface of a deep sea with no waves, it is dark and cold, hiding extreme danger.

Fu Xingyu stretched out his hand.

When the ointment touched the wound, there seemed to be a cold current passing through the skin.

Si Yunwu's body seemed to froze for a moment, and his emotions were fleeting.

Fu Xingyu caught it clearly and asked her, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." Si Yunwu's nasal voice was hoarse, and he added another word: "itch."

The man paused with his fingertips, then moved more lightly and slowly to help her apply the medicine.

Jiang Xuan's eyes instantly became indescribably complicated.

What is Brother Qi doing? !

Si Yunwu looked down at the man's cold, white and clean long fingers.

In the memory of this body, little is known about Fu Xingyu.

He is the future head of the Fu family, the number one genius in the imperial city, elegant and dignified, with great power.

A face is even more shocking.

The browbones are deep and sharp, the bridge of the nose is high and straight, and the jawline is sharply cut.

It's just that Fu Xingyu has always kept strangers away, so what's the purpose of showing favor to her?
Fu Xingyu took a band-aid to cover the wound on the girl's nose, and said in a low voice, "Girl, don't get blood on your hands."

Si Yunwu coughed twice more, and looked away lightly.

At this moment, the girl's eyebrows were slightly lowered, and a band-aid was slanted across the bridge of her fair and straight nose, adding a bit of viciousness to her already cold appearance.

For a moment, Jiang Xuan felt that even the top killers were not as amazing as Si Yunwu's killing intent.

No one can control her.

There is no one to take care of her.

But looking at the past again, the majestic killing intent disappeared completely.

Her appearance is still that sick and weak senior high school student.

Heck!

……

At the entrance of Fu's house.

Four police cars were parked nearby.

And Xie's luxury car.

The Fu family is more than Fu Jingyao just consummated.

Si Yunwu, who was adopted to protect Fu Jingyao from disasters, was also full.

The Xie family called the police at this time because they wanted to completely destroy Si Yunwu!
The black flag car stopped in front of the steps of the gate of Fu's house.

The manager of the Fu family was already waiting at the door, stepped forward to open the door on the right side, bowed his head cautiously: "Seventh Young Master."

A pair of black canvas shoes appeared in his eyes.

Director Fu was stunned, and when he looked up, he saw Si Yunwu's pale and cold face, with a Band-Aid sticking across the bridge of his nose.

The right is respect, the left is humble.

The Fu family is respectful and orderly, how could Si Yunwu sit on the right side!

But this move, Fu Xingyu obviously acquiesced all the way.

Manager Fu didn't dare to comment.

Without even looking at Si Yunwu, he walked up to Fu Xingyu and bowed respectfully: "Seventh Young Master, the old lady is waiting for you in the main hall."

Fu Xingyu stood beside the car and nodded slightly.

Si Yunwu's eyes stopped on the four police cars for a second, his dark eyes were indifferent.

With her hands in her pockets, she stepped into the gate of Fu's house without haste.

Mr. Fu saw that she had no dignity in her eyes and walked in the front alone, so he opened his mouth to reprimand her presumptuousness.

Before he could make a sound, a tall figure walked past him.

Fu Xingyu was half a step behind Si Yunwu, and his long legs even matched the girl's speed.

Manager Fu was tongue-tied and couldn't believe his eyes.

……

A wealthy family of a century, a family of a thousand years.

Fu's family, a family leader, has a thousand-year heritage in the house, and the outer walls are thick and towering.

Passing through the exquisitely carved courtyard gate, the vision suddenly opens up.

The courtyard is huge.

At a glance, the pavilions are scattered and orderly, the landscape gardens, pavilions, lakes and bridges, precious flowers and plants, all show the extremely noble status of the owner.

From the entrance of Fu's house to the main hall of the house, along the way, the servants who were doing things quickly turned sideways to avoid, bowing their heads respectfully.

"Seventh Young Master." The voice was filled with deep fear.

"Miss Si." With this sound, it was impossible to tell who was superior or who was inferior.

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