Genius commoner

Chapter 630

Eighty-eight, Ye Zixuan rang the doorbell.

The doorbell rang twice, the wooden door slammed open, and then the anti-theft door was also pulled open. Ye Zixuan looked at the tall woman and smiled softly: "Happy face."

Yang Huanyan was wearing a pair of Levi's jeans and a white T-shirt. She hadn't seen her for a few days. The woman's pretty face became paler and her body seemed to have lost weight. Shocked, then there was a hint of joy in his eyes, and his voice was full of joy: "Young Master Ye, why are you here?"

"Quick, please come in."

Yang Huanyan welcomed Ye Zixuan in, her haggard face instantly disappeared: "Aren't you busy today?"

Ye Zixuan followed the woman into the suite, and closed the doors one by one. Then he looked around at this 8000 million duplex house. The upper and lower floors are at least [-] square meters. At first glance, it doesn't look much like a townhouse. The difference is that the decoration is even more resplendent, and the home appliances are almost all only ones. The floor-to-ceiling windows are facing a quiet park.

The window was open, and the cold wind was wrapped in the smell of grass and trees. It was very refreshing. Ye Zixuan secretly sighed that the generous gift from the Ghost Head King was really meaningful, and then responded to Yang Huanyan with a smile: "I have to be busy. I finished my work yesterday. I went to the hospital to visit a doctor today. Friends, I'm too lazy to go back to the hotel to rest after dinner, so I'll come directly to see if you're still used to living here."

“The environment is quite nice and quiet enough.”

Yang Huanyan smiled faintly: "It's a bit of a waste to live alone."

She originally wanted to get a bottle of drink for Ye Zixuan, but smelling the faint smell of alcohol, she made a cup of Tieguanyin for Ye Zixuan. "Living alone is no longer a waste. In the past, it was used to feed mosquitoes. Now it is filled with beauties. The house should be lucky."

Yang Huanyan chuckled, then went to the refrigerator to get fruit, washed it and put it on the table: "Living in this house, I suddenly feel like a first-line actress."

"It's good to have this feeling, so that there is motivation."

Ye Zixuan smiled and sat down on the sofa: "By the way, Auntie's funeral has been dealt with, right?"

Hearing Ye Zixuan's words, Yang Huanyan's smile dimmed a bit, and then she nodded again: "It's all taken care of, the brother you sent will take care of everything for me, the best shroud, the best coffin, the best A good pastor and the best cemetery allowed me to send my mother away calmly, but I owe you a lot of debts and favors."

She looked at Ye Zixuan and smiled wryly: "Young Master Ye, 1000% of my life won't be clear." Even if you don't count Ye Zixuan's care and favor for her, even the economic accounts make Yang Huanyan sad, the amount exceeds 100 million, Even if she earns [-] million yuan a year, it will take more than ten years to pay it off without food or drink. If something changes during the period, it may take longer.

Ye Zixuan lowered his head and took a sip of tea: "As we said, don't talk about whether you are in debt or not. This is what I am willing to do for you, and I believe you will be able to repay me in the future. Ten million is just a cloud in your life." Then He didn't want to get entangled in this topic, so he changed the subject: "What time does the banquet start tonight? Do you want to go there earlier?"

"Banquet? Anniversary?"

Yang Huanyan was slightly taken aback, and then realized: "I almost forgot about it, and in fact I don't want to go. Although having your boyfriend as your company can keep away a lot of gossip and flies, they will definitely take it My mother's death came to pity me, I don't want to make false claims with them, let alone be sympathized with, so I don't want to go."

"You also have one less headache. To make up for it, I will treat you to dinner alone tonight."

Yang Huanyan pointed at Ye Zixuan, with a bit of willfulness of a sassy girlfriend: "Don't refuse, today is my lunar birthday."

"Birthday?"

Ye Zixuan was taken aback when he heard the words, and then slapped his thigh, with a trace of helplessness on his face: "Why didn't you tell me earlier, I'll bring you a cake or a gift."

Yang Huanyan smiled brightly: "You are the best gift. I will have dinner with me at home tonight. I bought a lot of vegetables in the refrigerator. I will make eight dishes and one soup for you."

Ye Zixuan thought of the acquisition of Wangwang TV, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I really want to taste your craftsmanship, but we can change the date, let's go to Wangwang Group's anniversary celebration tonight, because I don't want your birthday Cooking is too hard, second, I want to see it, and third, I want to give you a gift."

Yang Huanyan flashed a touch of surprise: "A gift?"

Ye Zixuan was about to respond aloud, when the phone in his pocket rang suddenly, and when he put it on to answer it, the voice of the coffin board came: "Young Master Ye, a group of people are using the elevator to go up to the eighth floor with murder weapons. It's not looking for you, don't open the door, turn on the surveillance and pay attention, if it's looking for you, tell me."

"We block it from behind."

Ye Zixuan frowned, got up after hanging up the phone, asked Yang Huanyan for the remote control of the monitor at the door, opened the screen on the wall with a snap, and the pinhole camera on the door frame overlooked half of the corridor, and anyone who walked around could clearly see, Yang Huanyan was about to say something, but saw more than 20 men on the screen, all of them were murderous.

They all carried a hatchet in their hands.

Yang Huanyan snorted: "Who are these people?"

Ye Zixuan shook his head lightly, then turned his head slightly to the woman: "Lock all the doors and windows, don't let the other party take advantage of it."

He has already seen that the other party is coming for him and Yang Huanyan, because more than 20 people have already dispersed, sticking to the two sides of [-] and [-], with a ruthless expression, staring at the anti-theft door with murderous intent , if this iron gate was not strong enough, it is estimated that this group of people would have crashed in, and now they can only think about how to punch this gate.

A middle-aged man hesitated, picked up the hatchet and rang the doorbell a few times: "Hello, open the door, police."

His voice was very bright, with the majesty that the police should have, but also added a bit of confidence to himself.

He backed up a few steps, waited for the door to open, and kicked in, but he retreated a lot, and hit the door of [-] with his back.

The door of [-]'s room opened, and a thin woman glanced at the person standing at her door, frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

The middle-aged man turned around and shouted impatiently, "Police!"

Before the words fell completely, a military thorn ruthlessly got out of the woman's sleeve, directly piercing the heart of the middle-aged man, and a large amount of blood spurted out.

When the middle-aged man's body shook, his eyes widened, and he fell backwards with a blank expression, the thin woman shouted backwards:
"police!"

After the thin woman issued a warning to the people in the house, she kicked the middle-aged man in the stomach. The latter ran directly towards [-] and fell heavily to the ground. The rest of the men in black were startled when they saw their companions being killed. How did the skinny woman kill someone?After all, their goal today was [-], and then they all rioted and rushed to kill with hatchets.

Before the enemy could approach her, the thin woman moved.

She kicked on the spot, like a ghost, and rushed towards the opponent who was rushing in the front.

The thin woman's movement was as fast as lightning, and there was a gust of wind, as if it was just an instant. The thin woman came to the front of the big man, and the military stab blocked the opponent's ruthlessness. , directly stuck the big man's neck, and lifted the big man up with a strong lift.

The big man was pinched by the thin woman's neck, his breathing was blocked, his face was flushed from suffocation, and he subconsciously wanted to chop down with a hatchet.

However, before he could swing his fist down, the thin woman suddenly exerted strength with her right hand, and swept him fiercely towards the three big men in front.

In the next second, three men with axes were knocked to the ground, and the last of them was hit in the face. The bridge of his nose broke instantly, and blood spurted out.

The hatchets in their hands also fell to the ground with a loud sound.

Knocking down three people, the thin woman threw the big man out of her hand, and at the same time stuck her whole body on it. Seeing her companion smashing over, the men in black behind dodged for the first time, and at the same time swung an ax at the same time, facing the thin woman Come rushing, these people are very skilled, not to mention fast, and their chopping movements are also crisp, hoping to kill them with one blow.

The thin woman dodged sideways, and grabbed a person to block, the ax made a whistling sound, and slashed at the companion's body.

When the four axes hit the corpse, a stream of blood was splashed. The thin woman bumped her shoulder and knocked the corpse out. At the same time, her right hand turned into a phantom and swung out. , the military thorn swished back again, the speed was extremely fast, the three of them had no time to dodge, their throats spurted blood, and they fell down with a muffled groan.

Without the slightest stagnation, the thin woman flew their bodies one after another, bang bang bang!The three corpses flew straight out, smashing the people behind them one after another. The scene became chaotic, and then the figure flickered again. Under the light of the corridor, her speed was so fast that the opponent couldn't see her figure clearly. Only a string of shadows can be seen.

As the thin woman rushed through the crowd, the army stabs flashed a ray of light continuously, and the blood spattered continuously.

One after another, the big men fell down one after another, all of them had their throats pierced by military punctures, and the corridor was stained red with blood!
"Abu, go through the window."

When the thin woman lowered her military stabs and glanced at the corpses on the ground, [-] walked out of a man with scars, stretched out his hand and pulled her back into the room, and then closed the door heavily.

The corridor quickly returned to calm, as if nothing had happened except for the corpses all over the floor.

But Ye Zixuan who was sitting in the hall of [-] was dumbfounded.

How could the enemy who came to trouble me be killed by the guy opposite?
Yang Huanyan was also in a trance: "Which one is this?"

(End of this chapter)