When the Porsche 911 they were riding in arrived at the gate of the community, it was already dark. In the community, villas worth tens of millions are like giant beasts floating in the dark night.
"Don't leave tonight, let's have a good talk"
From the driving position, Xu Jiarong turned her head and said seriously.
"Okay, I can live in a villa again." Chen Zimeng stuck her head out and looked at the villas in the community with excitement on her face. "Hey, when will I be able to have my own villa?"
"You are so powerful. You are less than 18 years old and you have a monthly income of more than 100,000 yuan. You will definitely be able to buy a villa in the future," Xu Jiarong said with a smile.
Chen Zimeng hummed and shook his fist in self-encouragement.
After entering the community, parking the car, and opening the door of the villa, Xu Jiarong's delicate eyebrows knitted together.
"Xiaohui hasn't come back yet?" Chen Zimeng, who came in later, whispered.
Xu Jiarong sighed. Xiaohui, this kid, no longer listens to her at all. He disappears every now and then for several days, sometimes in Internet cafes, sometimes when traveling in other places. It's not that she has not taken care of it. Xiaohui always says the same thing 'You are not my mother, please leave me alone', back it up.
"Sister Rong, there is blood on the ground."
Chen Zimeng suddenly squatted down, stretched out his green onion-like fingers, and tapped on the ground.
The system prompts sounded in Xu Jiarong's mind at the same time.
"The smell of blood was detected. Someone shed blood here. It was blocked for some reason and it was impossible to detect who did it."
Apart from herself, the only person in the family who could possibly know Xiaohui had been back was the smell of blood and it was impossible to detect who did it. Xu Jiarong suddenly panicked and hurried to the second floor without even bothering to change his shoes. Xiaohui's room was... It was shocking to see the mess all over the house and the large pool of blood on the ground.
"Xiaohui"
Xu Jiarong screamed and fell to the ground.
Chen Zimeng, who was catching up, was startled when she saw the blood on the ground. She gasped for breath, took a moment to recover, took out her mobile phone from her hand, and called the police.
This is a high-end residential area, and the people living there are either rich or noble. If a murder occurs, the impact will be very bad. Therefore, the police came very quickly, and the team was led by a deputy police officer.
After some questioning, a few policemen were left standing guard downstairs, and the deputy station officer took most of the policemen away.
Under the clear moonlight, there was a gentle breeze. Standing on the balcony, Xu Jiarong, with disheveled hair, took out her mobile phone with trembling hands.
"Taoist Master, something happened at home"
"Pindao will be here soon"
On the other end of the phone, as soon as the words fell, Chu Feng's figure appeared.
The distance of dozens of miles is just one step away for Chu Feng.
Xu Jiarong's face, filled with sadness, flashed with excitement. Without saying anything, she stretched out her long, white arms to hug Chu Feng.
"Taoist Master, something happened to Xiaohui. Only you can save him."
Chu Feng pushed Xu Jiarong away and came to Xiaohui's room. The smell of blood still lingered in the messy room.
"reduction"
Chu Feng cast a secret technique that can trace the past.
Several policemen appeared in the room, some were taking pictures, and some were collecting blood on the ground. The screen changed and it showed Xu Jiarong slumped on the ground. Chen Zimeng panted and called the police. The screen changed again, and a black figure appeared. The shadow flashed, and there was a pool of blood on the ground.
what? Chu Feng increased his mana input and tried again, but there was still a black shadow and a pool of blood.
"Only powerful systems can block Pindao's detection. Who wants to capture Xiaohui?"
Chu Feng murmured in his heart.
If it were an enemy, there would be no need to capture an unimportant person like Xiaohui.
If he wasn't an enemy, why would he capture a teenager and what good would it do him?
"Taoist Priest, did you find anything?"
Xu Jiarong appeared at the door of the room, her slightly red and swollen eyes full of hope.
Chu Feng shook his head. Facing the unreasonable system party, he could only do nothing.
Xu Jiarong's hopeful eyes suddenly dimmed, and her originally straight waist suddenly collapsed, and her whole person seemed to have aged several years in an instant.
"Xiao Huiji is a good person, everything will be fine."
Chu Feng was relieved.
Xu Jiarong was indifferent, as if he was stupid.
Chu Feng raised his eyebrows and walked out. As soon as he reached the stairs, he saw Hui Hai, Zhang Wei, and Black Cat going upstairs.
"You are all here, who is looking at Li Bai?"
The two of them looked at each other, but no one said anything.
Chu Feng deduced in his mind and saw a scene with a dumbfounded expression on his face.
…
"Let that girl go!"
In the lush green mountain forest, four young men were holding down a beautiful fair-skinned girl with a face full of panic and fear, and were preparing to do something wrong. When they heard the voice full of justice, they were frightened, and quickly let go of the prey and rushed in. Woods on one side.
Whoosh, a white light flashed, and the young man who was running the slowest was stabbed and fell to the ground, screaming in agony.
The girl, whose pants were half taken off, got up from the ground and heard a rush of footsteps. She raised her head and saw a middle-aged man wearing ancient robes with a long sword hanging on his waist, striding away calmly. Come.
"you you……"
The weird ancient costume confused the girl.
"I am Li Taibai, girl, don't panic." Li Bai paused and pointed at the girl's crotch, "This is indecent, girl, please pull up your pants first."
The girl lowered her head and saw that her panties were half-covered, her long legs were exposed, and most of her buttocks were exposed. She blushed immediately, let out a slow sigh, and hurriedly pulled up her pants and straightened her messed up clothes and hair. .
Li Bai put his hands behind his back and walked to the young man who was still screaming after being stabbed. He stretched out his hand to pull out the sword and stabbed it back again. He did this three or four times to complete the killing.
The girl didn't expect this man in ancient costume to be so cruel and kill someone directly. She was so horrified that she couldn't stand for a long time.
"Don't be afraid, girl, I am Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty, a poet."
Li Bai tried to introduce himself.
Thousands of years have not only blurred memories and diluted history, but also made people forget the language. The girl couldn't understand Li Bai's weird accent at all.
Li Bai, who was open-minded, didn't care, put his sword back into its scabbard, and left very casually.
"Zhao Ke is wearing a tassel, and Wu is frosty and snowy. The silver saddle shines on the white horse, and it rustles like a shooting star. Kill a person in ten steps, and leave no trace for a thousand miles. When the matter is over, take off your clothes and hide your body and name...ah"
The ups and downs of poetry reciting were suddenly interrupted by screams.
Three young men armed with stones and knives rushed out of the bushes.
"This bastard, kill Jianhao"
a young man yelled.
"kill him"
"beat"
The three young men rushed to Li Bai, who was attacked by rocks and had bleeding on the back of his head. They squatted next to Li Bai on the ground and were punched and kicked.
The great poet who had shouted just now, "Kill one person in ten steps, leave no trace in a thousand miles", was about to be beaten to death in the blink of an eye.
At the critical moment, a strong wind hit, and the three young people were blown directly into the air and fell into the bushes. It is conceivable that if they did not die, they would only have half their lives left.
"Kill one person in ten steps"
The black cat standing on Chu Feng's left teased.
“No trace of a journey is left behind”
Zhang Wei, who was standing on the right side of Chu Feng, made a last-ditch stab.
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