At the stairway on the second floor, Fei Jin witnessed a strange and cold sneak attack scene from beginning to end. Moreover, the two protagonists of this skit had just said goodbye to her within an hour!
Seeing the middle-aged man named Huan Huo pretending to leave, he immediately returned, approached behind the black wolf like a ghost, locked the neck and sealed the throat, and hit him with one strike. Fei Jin felt that she was experiencing a nightmare firsthand.
Half a second later, the phantom fire raised its head, and the gaze it projected was calm and calm, but it clearly contained the coldest element.
Under this gaze, Fei Jin's throat seemed to be strangled by invisible magic hands, and no sound could come out. Only fear and instinct drove her to stagger around and escape in the direction she came from.
But the moment she turned around, a face filled her entire field of vision, so close that she could only see clearly a pair of charming, narrow eyes that were as calm and cold as phantom fire. Then, a hand strangled her neck, and a familiar voice came into her ears:
"It's okay if you don't want to take on this task. Someone will take over your work later. You can take a break for a while - Christmas is here, can I give you a long vacation?"
Long vacation? no no!
Fei Jin finally saw the face in front of her clearly, and hatred and more intense fear instantly filled her chest.
She wanted to struggle, but the opponent exerted force earlier than her. The irresistible impact was transmitted, causing her body to fall backwards and hit the fence behind her. Then she was tumbling and hanging in the air, spinning around.
Fei Jin instinctively wanted to open her mouth and scream, but the dry and warm touch on her throat clearly had magic power, firmly sealing the little strength she had on her vocal cords. She could only open her eyes wide and let the decorative background of the main hall of the villa and the familiar and unfamiliar faces upstairs twist and mingle together.
Finally, this bizarre scenery and the corresponding fear broke the string of her will. Before she could touch the ground, darkness had already overwhelmed her.
Downstairs, Phantom Huo caught Fei Jin who had fallen down and placed him on the sofa near the fireplace.
Then, he lifted up the plush carpet in the area from the main hall door to the spiral staircase. Underneath the beautiful fabric, there is a layer of flat tiles. It's just that the structure of this layer of tiles looks very complicated. Each piece has a different shape, but they are perfectly spliced together to form a complex and strange graphic structure.
The internal structure of this area cannot be described, and it only presents a long and narrow diamond shape as a whole.
Phantom Fire placed the still unconscious black wolf at a sharp corner of the diamond-shaped area, while he occupied another spot, about six meters away from the black wolf.
At this time, on the second floor, the sound of heels hitting the ground sounded again, and another figure appeared on the fence. But Huanhuo never looked over there again from beginning to end.
After everything was arranged, he took off his clothes and was completely naked. He then sat cross-legged, formed a mudra with his hands, and began to chant the mantra in a low voice.
As the low and hoarse voice flowed out, the space in the main hall of the villa seemed to be rippled, and the light was distorted, forming a looming three-dimensional structure in the void. It's also like the translucent spider silk being sprayed out, weaving a web out of thin air, connecting the phantom fire and the black wolf.
The spell is about to end, and the rhombus-shaped area on the surface and the visible and invisible light filaments in the air have jointly built a complex and complete structure.
"drink!"
Huanhuo's eyes widened, and he spit out this strong sound of air, as if he had exhaled all the air in his body in one breath. The whole person shrank in a circle, and the shape was strange and strange. And this image did not last long, before burning eyes and flames shot out from the mouth where he had just spit out the syllables, and also from the gaps between his eyes, ears and nose.
The flames surrounded Huan Huo's head, and then moved downwards, past the shoulders, neck, chest, to the waist, abdomen, legs and feet. Wherever it passed, the skin and flesh were like the highest-grade fuel, emitting pure light and heat. And deep in the firelight, there is a silvery luster.
The flame went from top to bottom, and then from bottom to top. When it returned to the top of the head, it suddenly turned into a streak of light, vaguely forming a rainbow, between the phantom fire and the black wolf's head.
There was a muffled "bang" sound, and the light of the flames dissipated. The place where Huanhuo was sitting was no longer human, and what was left was a slightly human-shaped metal creation. Other than that, there were no traces.
After a few seconds, the unconscious black wolf on the ground suddenly became excited, and his whole body began to twitch slightly. This state lasted for about more than a minute. Then, Black Wolf opened his eyes.
He moved his fingers a little, twisted his neck, and then sat up. His body was swaying back and forth, as if he was still dizzy, but his eyes were clear. After a short pause, he stood up slowly, ignoring the stumbling and weakness of his feet, and walked slowly to the "remains" of the phantom fire in the opposite corner. He disassembled the metal frame familiarly, turned it into a set of parts, and put it into a tool bag. Inside.
After doing all this, Black Wolf, or "Phantom Fire" rearranged the scene, reset the carpet, then pushed out the door with the package on his back, started the car, and disappeared into the night.
From the beginning to the end, he ignored Fei Jin by the fireplace, as if the task was all done by now.
As the car moved away, the seaside holiday villa was once again submerged in silence. But this atmosphere did not last long. The crystal light shone down and hit the unconscious Fei Jin's face, reflecting the luster of youth.
"It's great. We are at the same age...how about this goal that I chose for you?"
There were two figures at the stairway on the second floor.
One of them just pushed Fei Jin downstairs. She was leaning against the fence, with her long camel-colored windbreaker open, revealing a snow-white shirt and dark cropped trousers. Short hair is thinned and looks bright and sharp. However, the graceful body curves and the twelve-centimeter stiletto heels still highlight the strong femininity.
Next to her, Yin Le was wearing a very ordinary professional suit. Although his appearance, figure, youth and other factors were better, in comparison, he was not as free and easy-going as this one. The severe situation currently faced by the Blood Flame Order, including the attitude and behavior of the person in front of her, really made it difficult for her to be casual.
Therefore, Yin Le looked at him with stern eyes: "Duomian, what do you mean!"
"Duomian" responded with a smile: "As you requested, I will strive for an opportunity to have close contact with Mr. Luo..."
"If it is not necessary, do not add entities. I think this simple logic of doing things does not need to be emphasized any more."
"Then why do you still want to go through me? Through a director of the Starry Sky Club, a person with extremely complicated social relations?"
When Domian, or rather Sun Jiayi, appeared in this villa, he was no longer the director of the leisure club, but a well-known broker who traveled among various forces in the outside world. When facing customers, in addition to attentive service, she also has her own style of conduct.
"You know, the Xiacheng branch is still in a state of looseness on the outside and tight on the inside. Any ability user who can get along with the target for a long time is the result of passing through several screens. So I think, with the help of relevant people who have had contact with them before, Personnel is the true 'don't increase the number of entities'.
"Now, the opportunity you want has been found."
