Mr.Ji, welcome!

Just got on the elevator, there was a mother and son in it. The child looked at Yu Xian's idiot and smiled, "uncle is so beautiful."

Yu Xianbai turned around slightly. The child's mother looked at him and said with a smile, "this gentleman also has children at home. Children are naughty."

The elevator door soon opened, and the mother and son went out, leaving only a puzzled Yu Xianbai.

He looked at the mirror in the elevator and suddenly found a little girl's hairpin on his head.

The original sharp face suddenly had a little more smile. No wonder the little girl had just moved his hair. I don't know how many people's attention she had received along the way.

Yu Xianbai tied the hairpin down and carefully put it in his pocket.

In the warehouse, several men knelt on the ground with injuries on their faces.

Just now they left for the night market to have supper. As a result, several people smashed their motorcycles. They all had extraordinary skills. They beat them half to death and tied them to the warehouse.

Several people looked at each other. The man headed by him couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva and looked around nervously, "is there any misunderstanding, this big brother?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" The man who spoke glared at each other, and the man who was the first was honest.

I don't know how long later, a crisp sound of leather shoes stepping on the marble floor sounded, like the footsteps of the God of death approaching slowly.

"Brother Yu!"

Yu Xian walked in with a white face and no expression. He looked at several men kneeling on the ground and smiled coldly, "elder brothers walked very fast just now. They haven't had time to say hello."

The person in charge raised a cold sweat from his forehead and quickly grinned, "brother, we don't know that the big model is your woman. If so, we won't touch her! It's our fault. We have no eyes. "

"Yes, in that case, I'll take these eyes for you!"

Although Yu Xianbai was sitting on a folding chair, he leaned forward slightly. The huge sense of oppression accompanied by the dangerous smell made the leading little gangster unable to breathe at all.

He opened his eyes in amazement, and his face was full of panic. "Brother, brother, we were wrong, brother. It wasn't me who just took the net bag, it was the boy!"

The leading gangster pointed to a man not far away. Suddenly, the other side's arms were unloaded with a "click", making a pig killing wail.

In the warehouse, the wailing sound of the other party was particularly terrible.

Several others couldn't help shaking with fear. One of them had even been scared out of control. There was a pungent smell in the warehouse.

The little gangster headed by Yu Xianbai smiled at each other with a cold sweat on his face, "hitting you has dirty my hands!"

With that, Yu Xianbai got up, patted the dust that didn't exist on his shoulder, and said to the nearby forest, "just take a breath."

"Yes!"

Suddenly, there were howls in the warehouse. Yu Xian went straight ahead without looking back. When he returned to Luyun's house, it was more than two o'clock in the morning.

Yu Xianbai went to wash his hands, and then touched the head of the man on the bed to make sure that he had no infection and fever. Only then did he relax a little.

The next day, Luyun got up vaguely. As soon as she turned over, she immediately took a breath of pain. She pulled the quilt and put herself on a simple home clothes. Just after going out, she saw a person across the sofa in the living room.

The man had long hands and feet, curled up on the sofa in the living room, looked a little bent, the other party's long hair fell a few strands in front of his forehead, and the whole face looked a lot more gentle.

Luyun suddenly shook her mind, and the time seemed to return to four years ago.