Xing Le, who was driven in the driver's seat, looked at the familiar villa deeply, pursed his lips and whispered: "It's here."

"Contact Wen He." Bai Han in the passenger seat glanced at Xing Le and ordered without hesitation.

"I..." Xing Le thought of something and thought for a while, he took out his cell phone and dialed out the familiar string of numbers.

Wen He, who was sucking the Lantern Festival stuffing, took the phone beside him. Because the heat made the screen blurry. I don’t know whose phone it was, and subconsciously slid his thumb to answer.

"Hey," a low and mellow voice came from the phone: "Wen He, it's me."

"Oh." Rubbed and said, "Is there anything wrong?"

The sound as cold as ever was, like the snow water flowing under the ice layer, clear without any impurities.

Xing Le, who was about to speak, might as well be snatched by Bai Han and explained his purpose directly to the microphone: "Wen He, I, Bai Han, we hope Wenjiu can save someone."

'Bai Han!' The finger bones that grabbed the phone suddenly closed, and narrowed their strength, which was similar to Wen Jiu's big eyes, and he replied calmly: "I'm afraid that the Bai Dang family has found the wrong person. Xiao Jiu is only eighteen this year, and the grades are red lights. Not to mention saving people, I'm afraid that people need to be saved if they can graduate successfully."

"Ha, Wen He, I'm not discussing with you." If it's OK, then let's be tough.

Although Wen He did not know Bai Han’s true identity, everyone in China wanted to respectfully call Bai Dang’s family, and this was not something that the Wen family could afford.

Wen He, who pondered for a while, replied: "I want to ask Xiaojiu what it means."

"Five minutes, I need a reply." After saying that, Bai Han gently knocked on the handrail of the car door with his other hand.

Wen He, who was holding his cell phone here, naturally believed that the person had found the wrong person, so he just casually said to Wen Jiu, who was gnawing on the Lantern Festival: "Xiao Jiu just called me and asked if you would save someone?"

Wen Jiu, who didn't expect to raise her head, seemed to have known it for a long time. He nodded and asked, "How much does he pay?"

"This..." Wen He was a little confused by Wen Jiu's reaction. Will his secondary card make Xiao Jiu feel that he needs to make money?

However, Wen Jiu thought about the calculation just now and reached out to take Wen He's cell phone. It was so fast that even Wen Qitian couldn't help but look at him sideways.

Wenjiu, who had taken the phone, said to the other side of the phone: "I know it's you. I just calculated that he was surrendered by someone. How much do you pay?"

The words of Wenjiu are simple and clear, but every word is gripping, suspicious and convincing.

Bai Han, without any hesitation, said bluntly: "We are downstairs of yours now, the price will be available for you."

"One million!" Wen Jiu spoke directly to quote the price. In her opinion, it didn't take any spiritual power to reduce the head. It was much simpler than exorcising ghosts, so the price paid was reduced.

Bai Han, who thought he would use this to blackmail, was stunned. To be honest, one million yuan might be more than that for them, not to mention that they could lose the Swiss bank in a small gambling.

But Mai Zhen was the first to react from this somewhat cheap price and replied with a full promise: "Okay, then we will send the boss up now?"

"No, no, I'll come down and send him to my place." After saying that, before Mai Zhen replied, he hung up his phone and stuffed it to Wen He. While walking, he said to Wen Qitian: "Grandpa, I have something to do, so I'll go back first."

Seeing Wen Jiu going out, Wen He looked tight, took the clean coat on the side, and chased him out...

Watching the two of them go out one after another, Wen Qitian smiled and said to Aunt Hong: "Ah Hong, go check me what Xiaojiu is born with these things!"

"Yes, Master!" Aunt Hong was wondering why the master didn't keep the little lady, but now he immediately reacted when he heard this. The master suspected that the little lady was not a little lady.

Wenjiu, who had left the door, did not see the iron box in his memory. While he was searching carefully with his big cat eyes, a person came towards him under the ornamental tree not far away.

Very good, he is an acquaintance. He bent his mouth and looked at the dispersed spiritual energy on Xing Le and said, "So it's you!"

Xing Le, who had just walked in, was immediately a little suspicious when he heard this. The expression on his Gangyi's face remained unchanged. His pair of eagle eyes locked at Wen Jiu and said, "It's not me who is unconscious."

"Nonsense!" Wen Jiu replied lightly. Wen Jiu, who was stingy with explanation, did not distract much energy for Xing Le, but walked slowly towards the direction where Xing Le had just come.

Looking at the car body surrounded by purple air, Wen Jiu was shocked. Good guy, no wonder he could break free and wake up with that little bit of spiritual energy. This purple air is probably not as good as an emperor.

But the dispersion of purple air is not a good sign, and it will attract the covetousness of things at night.

He raised his eyebrows at the two acquaintances who were staring at him in the car, and his eyes moved to the man with his eyes closed.

‘Well! Is one million a little less?’

Wenjiu, who opened the rear door, said to Mai Zhen: "I need to sit here, I need a driver in front." So can you move your butt quickly? The northwest wind is not comfortable.

Mai Zhen, who seemed to hear the hidden sound of warm wine, twitched his mouth and gritted his teeth and agreed: "Okay!"

"Go to my house!" said to Mai Zhen, who had sat next to Xuanyuan Jimo.

"Um."

Mai Zhen nodded directly ignored Xing Le, who was standing next to the car with a silent expression on his face, and skillfully turned the steering wheel in his hand, and drove far away with a humming huff.

Fortunately, Wen He was also worried about his little niece. Wen He, who was driving with him, looked at Xing Le, wearing a strong military uniform, suppressed the strangeness in his heart, rolled down the window, looked at the vehicle in front of him and said, "Come on!"

"Thank you!" The low voice was a little hoarse, and Xing Le, who lowered his head and opened the passenger door, sat happily on it, as if he was afraid that someone would be lost.

The car, which was taking the first step, was not calm. Wen Jiu looked at the gun pointing directly at the corner of his mouth with a smile, and the watery cat's eyes seemed to have become frost.

Bai Han in front looked at Zhang Gong's domineering side behind him and couldn't help but whisper coldly: "Huo Ran, what are you doing?"

Hearing Bai Han's humble drinking, Wen Jiu raised his lips even higher, and the dimples hidden on both cheeks quietly bloomed out. The calm cat eyes looked straight at the man opposite and said slightly: "I think today is not suitable for killing, what do you think?"

"No!" Huo Ran's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly under the lens: "The Lantern Festival is nothing for us, so why can't we kill animals?"

"Indeed, it seems like this is the case!" Wen Jiu leaned behind her and smiled even more happily. Her deep dimples appeared vividly. Her soft and boneless slender hands slowly stroked Xuanyuan Jimo's neck and chatted like a chat: "What's the reason?"

As Wen Jiu moved, the three of them immediately became unkind. I wonder if they were illusions, but they always felt like they were going to explain here today. Especially when Huo Ran, who was staring at Wen Jiu's mist-like cat eyes, the sense of physical crisis was even more serious, just like the feeling of meeting the boss.

Huo Ran, who stretched out his hand and pushed his glasses, suddenly smiled, and his slightly raised phoenix eyes were like a fox, and he said with bare teeth: "1, don't Miss Wen feel that the changes in her body have been too big? 2, Miss Wen is a smart person, and she can't believe in coincidences in everything, right? 3, I think we have all experienced Miss Wen's abilities. The head of the company is even more familiar with you, so why would we come to you!"

"Yeah!" Wen Jiu nodded with a smile, put down his little hand and nodded in agreement, "It seems that everything is right, then stop!"

"You!" Wen Jiu finished speaking, when Mai Zhen in the driver's seat was suddenly shocked and the car really stopped.

Facing this strange scene, Mai Zhen was at least mentally prepared, but Huo Ran was hit hard, and his phoenix eyes that were slightly glaring had already exposed his palpitations at this moment.

Looking at Huoran's appearance, Wen Jiu felt a little bit in his heart, and the corners of his curled mouth were not so cunning, and the deep dimples looked even more charming.

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I hope everyone doesn't give up,
Chapter completed!