I, the villainous lady, will not die in the simulator Shura field

It is difficult for others to detect the fluctuation of psionic energy unless you get close to the covert observation. Of course, in this state, the field of vision is limited and you cannot see things that are too far away.

But it is enough to deal with the moment.

One, two...five.

Hua Mian was slightly taken aback.

It seems that something is not right?

Immediately she opened her eyes and counted the number of people there again.

One, two... five, six.

six people.

Five young men and one old man.

Five vibrant breaths of life.

Only there is no decaying breath belonging to the old man, and it is self-evident that anyone is missing.

Hua Mian was dumbfounded. Although she was prepared in her heart, she was still completely overwhelmed.

no breath of life,

That is,

The old man in front of me,

One of the founders of the three major financial groups in Yuncheng, the first four seats of the council, the apex of power and wealth,

The head of the Hua family, Hua Huan,

It seems...not alive.

Chapter 69 Twice the yin and yang

Doesn't the head of the Hua family have any breath of life?

If someone said this to her, Hua Mian would definitely take it as a joke.

Just kidding, the old man is so eager for longevity and so afraid of death, how can he have no breath of life in his body?

But the fact is so, Hua Mian saw it with her own eyes.

Now, she finally knew why Hua Zhou wanted her to see the old man's condition with her own eyes.

Seeing is believing...

But such doubts arose again, the old man must not be dead yet, if he died, the pillar of the Hua family, her seventh-level psychic uncle would not know why the old man pretended to be like this.

Inconvenient to move?

Afraid of being assassinated?

Hua Mian didn't know, but she was very interested in that fake old man.

What technology is this?psionic?Or next-generation virtual projection?But even the expensive prosthetic eye on Hua Mian's body can't see the real and false projections, it's no worse than the black technology she got from the system.

Cloud City should not have such technology, and cyberpunk also pays attention to gradual progress. How can anyone build space-based weapons without even researching and understanding guns?

Therefore, this should be the power from psionic energy.

Hua Mian thought silently.

So, is this grandfather of the Hua family a psychic in terms of illusion?Not necessarily, maybe he secretly recruited a subordinate of the Illusion Department.

With his means, it is still very simple to do these things without anyone noticing.

Hua Mian watched silently not far away, full of calculations in her heart.

And the old man seemed to be aware of the gaze from behind, so he turned his head to look this way, and the eyes of the old and the young met in mid-air, as if sparks flashed.

"Hua Mian, we haven't seen each other for many years..."

After bidding farewell to several juniors, the old man steered the wheelchair and walked towards this side.

Hua Mian could see that behind him, several younger generations who were about the same age as her quietly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that everyone disliked this old man very much.

After all, the sense of oppression on him was too strong.

Coupled with the suppression of seniority and age, there is an indescribable sense of tension just getting close.

But Hua Mian wasn't too affected, after all, after going through the simulations again and again, she is also an old thing.

In terms of age alone, she is also a beautiful girl who doesn't know hundreds of months.

"Grandpa..." Hua Mian nodded slightly.

It is the most basic courtesy to call someone an old man behind his back, but he would definitely not call him that in person.

"We haven't seen each other in 12 years," she said softly.

"12 years..." the old man sighed with emotion, "How many 12 years are there in your life, and you have to worry about it all by yourself. You have worked hard."

"It's nothing hard, just guarding the family business left by my parents." Hua Mian shook her head lightly.

Then she looked at her grandfather in the wheelchair, the corners of her mouth curled up behind the mask: "It's just that there are always some villains who like to play dirty tricks behind their backs, which makes people upset."

"Who is it! Dare to do anything to the Hua family's property!" The old man pretended to be angry and said:

"After you find out who it is, grandpa will vent your anger on you personally and let others know that our Hua family is not easy to mess with!"

Hua Mian nodded: "Okay, unfortunately I haven't found out who is making trouble all the time..."

"It's okay, just tell grandpa after the investigation, grandpa will help you vent your anger." The old man patted the wheelchair and made a bang bang sound.

Perhaps the two of them knew this well in their hearts. From the beginning to the end, they never mentioned who the saboteurs were.

As long as everyone is clear in their hearts, it is meaningless to say it out loud.

around,

The guests consciously withdrew in a circle to make way for the two big men who were talking.

The two of them walked all the way to the balcony, and the crowd dispersed in circles. Wherever they passed, needles could be heard around them, and there was no sound.

Who dares to stand in front of these two.

A young lady of the Nine Giants.

Founder of a consortium.

Hiss—it was so terrifying.

"Since your health has improved a lot and you are able to come here, you must have awakened your spiritual power." The old man said with a smile.

Hua Mian's eyes flickered slightly.

There was no flaw in the old man's body, and the voice came from the side, as if he was really a living person talking next to her.

"Well, I was lucky enough to awaken my psychic power a while ago, so I won't be troubled by the black crystal for the time being." Hua Mian said softly.

As she spoke, she slowly leaned back, reaching out to push the old man's wheelchair.

But the old man seemed to have seen her thoughts ahead of time, the wheels squeaked and slid a little forward.

"My wheelchair is electric, so I don't need you to push it for me." Hua Huan said with a smile, the wrinkles on his forehead were almost piled up.

Hua Mian silently withdrew her hands, since she was seen, she had no intention of continuing.

To knowingly commit an offense is to offend.

She just sighed softly in her heart, sure enough the old man would not be so simple.

"Then what level are you now?" The old man smiled.

"Level 1." Hua Mian didn't hesitate.

"Level 1?" The old man seemed a little surprised, "Why do you force yourself to come out at level 1? This level is not very immune to black crystal infection, is it not good to go out when your health is better and your spiritual power level is higher?"

"I haven't seen Grandpa for a long time, and I miss him very much." Hua Mian replied flatly, without leaking anything.

"...That's really, thank you for your hard work." The old man was dumbfounded.

"Qingmang's medical level has always been very good, so it's not a problem for me to go out for a short time, just a few days of recuperation afterwards." Hua Mian accompanied the old man to the balcony and answered.

Afterwards, the dinner party returned to normal, but the voice was inexplicably much smaller than before.

Everywhere, there are still eyes cast quietly, as if they are curious about what the two of them are talking about.

"You just need to take care of your health, young man, don't be one step ahead of me, an old man. I don't want white-haired people to send black-haired people."

"..."

Hua Mian didn't answer immediately.

She was savoring the meaning of the old man's words.

Is this warning yourself?Or just joking.

Hua Mian is a little helpless now. When facing this old man, she has to do reading comprehension non-stop. She is not a high school student in her previous life.

"Don't worry, grandpa," Hua Mian said slowly:

"Qingmang's psychic research hasn't stopped. After the psychic level is raised, I can live for a long time. I guess you can't see the white-haired person sending the black-haired person."

She didn't mention the old man a word in her words, but she seemed to mention the old man everywhere.

Hearing this, the old man couldn't hold back anymore.

His eyes turned cold, as sharp as a knife, and one could even see the chill inside.

"Old man, I haven't lived enough." He said with a smile, but there was no smile in his eyes.

It's like a smiling tiger taking off the mask on his face, so that all the cruelty, cruelty, and ferocity inside are exposed, and he is about to choose someone to eat.

But Huamian doesn't care.

In other words, she had already seen through the hypocritical mask on the old man's face.

"Then I wish you a longer life."

Hua Mian smiled and said:

"I'm waiting for the day when grandpa will bury me for my granddaughter."

......

Chapter 70 The curtain rises

Hua Mian watched the old man's wheelchair go away indifferently, without any movement.

Between the slight flickering of the eyes, it seems to be able to catch a glimpse of the cold light of the sword unsheathed, and in the depths is the eternal ice and the dead wasteland.

Looking around, no one dared to look at her, except for the two girls who liked her, and Huacishu who had been staring at her not far away, with brilliant eyes.

Flower tree?

Hua Mian froze for a moment.

Why does she look at her so hotly?

Although Hua Mian has a certain degree of understanding of this cheap cousin through the plot of the game, she doesn't know that Hua Cishu has always been afraid of grandpa because of the fright she received when she was a child.

Therefore, after seeing Hua Mian dare to confront his grandfather like this, Hua Cishu appreciates it very much.

She saw her ideal self in Hua Mian.

"Okay, let's advance the cooperation with Sister Hua Mian when I get back, she calls me Sister Cishu!" Hua Cishu cheered silently in his heart.

............

The Hua family's annual meeting ended in an unsatisfactory way.

Hua Mian, the little princess of the Hua family who hasn't been out for 12 years, used the conflict with the head of the family to prove her strength to others.

In a sense, this is also the first time that others know about this little princess of the Hua family.

In the past, due to physical reasons, others only knew that Qingmang was at the helm of a sick man.

But now, although Hua Mian's name is only circulated in a small area, everyone knows one thing, that is, the Qingmang creature may have to make some big moves.

Qingmang Building, high-rise.