Not to mention ordinary people like them, even if Nalan and others touched the drug, it would be difficult for them to survive in this society without anyone trying it. Look at Yuli, such a vicious person, look at Nangong, boys and girls, they have always liked to play with various neurotoxins, but these two people don’t have any drugs at all.

So... Nalan shook her head, opened the car door directly, and chased her mistress's car back. However, Nalan didn't know that after she left, the two police officers who had been timidly hiding behind the computer and working on duty on their faces were like eating flies, and they were so thrilled.

God knows how excited they were when they saw last night's savior early in the morning? They almost ran up to ask for autographs and took a photo, but they seemed very busy and they couldn't bother with them. They finally waited until their idols seemed to have nothing to do, but they went straight to their police station, from the president to the traffic police, whom they knew directly from the US, went directly to their police station.

They were so scared that they buried their heads and hid directly behind the computer. They held their breath until the evil star's high heels were walking further and further away from their computer desks. They sneakily lifted their heads, patted their chests, and let out a sigh of relief.

As a result, with a "bang", a big palm slapped directly on one of the two people's backs. Hans, as the captain, couldn't help but jump, then sorted out his clothes and hats, carried his hands on his back, and stretched his heads like the two of them and looked out, "What are you looking at? You're sneaky!"

"She! Nalan, Xuanyuan Nalan, that evil star, that munition queen, we just saw her!" The little policeman who heard Hans' question opened his eyes wide and stretched out his hands exaggeratedly to gesture to the open area in front of him. With his terrified and admirable eyes, Hans was so happy.

"Tsk!" Hans, who sighed disdainfully, waved his hand and said, "What's the matter? I just saw your idol..." Hans, who said this, paused for a moment, looked at the two little police officers looking forward to looking at him, and smiled with a slight look, "The whole picture, hahaha, I watched it from the front, close up!"

"Tsk~" Two sounds of disdain were slammed straight towards Hans.

"Ahem!" Hans, who touched his nose, saw that the joke was almost done, reached out and patted the two of them on the shoulders and said, "Okay, guys, no matter what, they have left now, so you two can do things. Oh, by the way, the families of the deceased will come over later, and you will record the record."

"Okay!" The two police officers who were originally responsible for the record raised their eyebrows, chuckled, and asked Hans mysteriously: "Captain, captain, for our hard work, can we tell us who the man who was very tall just now was? And who was the Oriental girl who looked like an elf?"

"Well, captain, actually men are not important. We mainly want to ask who the elf-like oriental girl is?" another interface asked.

As soon as he said this, he really asked Hans, because he really didn't know who the two were. After all, these two didn't know, which did not mean that Hans hadn't appeared. The Queen of Arms Nalan was really respectful to those two, but even though he knew these, he still didn't know their identities.

But the captain's majesty cannot be lost, so Hans had to pretend to be mysterious and said to the two with a serious face: "Don't ask if you shouldn't ask, their identities are not something we can touch!"

"Okay!" The two police officers who were still too young were frightened by Hans' tone. They quietly sat back to their seats, efficiently organized the transcripts and screened lies.

However, Wu Gan and Cao Juan, who followed Xuanyuan Jimo and Wen Jiu to the manor where Nalan lived, suddenly became a little uneasy. Wu Gan sighed that the master's family is so rich, no wonder he doesn't care about his ten thousand yuan. But when he saw Wen Jiu again that night, Wu Gan regretted taking back this. That doesn't care. He is always thinking about it, okay?

Cao Juan still has some wealth. Although she is uncomfortable, she can hold Wu Gan with both hands and ensure that she has no mistakes and no loss...

After taking the coffee handed over by others, the two sat back on the sand with a little stiffness, and nodded gently to Helan and Nalan and said, "Hello, you guys!"

"You guys are good too!" Nalan raised her eyebrows and smiled and said to the two of them with inquiry: "Is there anything you have to do with our mistress?"

"Uh..." It seems that people with such an identity as Nalan would be so happy. Wu Gan and Cao Juan were slightly silenced. Then Cao Juan pointed at Wu Gan and said, "Master said, um, Wu hasn't been working for long..."

"Oh?" Nalan was very surprised. Judging from her experience of having been with Huo Ran for so long, Nalan, under everyone's surprise eyes, Nalan, holding coffee, directly held a spherical chair in front of Wu Gan and the others, carefully looking at Wu Gan's expression.

Well, his face was rosy, his eyes were not too much, neither yellow nor red, his mouth was pale pink, his forehead, and his forehead was right, Nalan suddenly seemed to have a new big 6, with a pair of charming eyes looking straight at Wu Gan's forehead. Until Wu Gan's ears were red, he suddenly slapped his hands and said excitedly to Helan behind him: "Hey, look at the martial arts novel on his forehead is written in a martial arts novel: If your forehead is black, there will be a disaster!"

He Lan, who thought Nalan was fond of this Chinese man, had a slightly white fingertip of the fingers holding the coffee cup. He finally breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, curled his lips and said, "Lan, you are not in line with the etiquette of Chinese people. Come on, hurry up, sit here!"

"Well, it seems like this." Nalan, who was quite serious, frowned and nodded, and then did not forget his appearance: "Do you see if his forehead is covered with blue-black?"

"Is that?" As soon as these words came out, Cao Juan couldn't help but turn Wu Gan's head and looked at it. It was indeed blue-black, but this thing seemed to be familiar. Cao Juan, who had pursed her lips, stretched out her fingertips and quietly reached out to wipe the blue-black. She said to Nalan awkwardly: "Ahem, it seems to be eye shadow, that smoky makeup of Hao Meihua..."

"hat?" Nalan looked at the smooth forehead that was indeed a little black and blue, shrugged dejectedly, spread on his round single sand chair, and then hugged himself in, and said with a nagging emotion: "It seems that Huoran's martial arts secrets are not credible, so what did the mistress think?"

He Lan, who didn't know why Nalan was so entangled in metaphysics in physiognomy, looked at Nalan with some amusement, "You and the mistress each have their own strengths, but Lan, can I know why you were so entangled in metaphysics?" You obviously didn't believe in fate before...

"Why else? I'm twenty-eight, I'm twenty-eight. I want to taste the taste of a man!" Nalan angrily put the coffee cup in her hand heavily on the coffee table and frowned. She continued to say to herself: "Or, just find someone who can see it for a night? Well, it seems quite exciting!"

He Lan, who had just heard the previous sentence of Nalan, was about to recommend himself, but the next sentence of Nalan was blocking him so hard that he couldn't say anything. Not only that, He Lan also showed up a little depressedly. He seemed to have no position to stop Nalan's thoughts! Such a powerless feeling was really uncomfortable.

At dinner time, because Nalan and Helan both knew that if their boss had not woken up at dinner time, the chance of waking up today would be basically zero. Therefore, Wu Gan and Cao Juan had to live here temporarily, but soon, Nalan knew what it means to possess the god of decay.

Looking at Wu Gan, who was barely lying in front of her, Nalan couldn't help but twitch. She really wanted to know why this person could just walk and hit the corner of the coffee table while walking. The arc was not calculated by Helan's human brain computer at all, and it was definitely hitting his eyes towards the small triangle.

Nalan, who heard Cao Juan screaming, directly kicked the coffee table behind him with a reflexive kick. With a "bang", Wu Gan, who didn't know what he had tripped, smashed heavily on the hand-embroidered wool carpet. Wu Gan, who was about to get up and raise his head to Nalan, said thank you, and just left his body.

A crisp sound of 'click' made the other three present look straight at Wu Gan's chest. He Lan, who was familiar with the sound, looked at Wu Gan, who was grinning in pain and said, "Hello, he should have broken a rib..."

With a "puff", Nalan couldn't help laughing so hard that the corners of her eyes twitched. She covered her stomach and bent over and laughed loudly at Wu Gan: "Hahahaha, my god, God! Tell me how you fell just now? And why, puff, why can you break your ribs even if you fall on such a thick carpet? You are not very tall! Puff hahaha!"

Cao Juan, who was a little worried about Wu Gan, couldn't help laughing until he heard Nalan's words, "You are not very tall." However, because he was his own man, Cao Juan had to suppress his smile while squatting beside Wu Gan and shouting: "Wu Gan, cough cough, are you okay?"

Wu Gan, who felt that he had been in decline in the past two days, couldn't help but smile bitterly when he saw his wife's appearance or not, and said, "Juan'er, just laugh if you want to laugh, but after laughing, can you call me an ambulance?"

"Ahem, that one, oh hahaha, that one doesn't need to be an ambulance, hahaha, there is a doctor at home, just come when you wait!" Nalan was so happy that her stomach was whipping, and she didn't feel sorry for her mahogany coffee table at all. Seeing that her posture was almost gone, she was rolling on the ground and having fun.

He Lan waved to the shadow guard in the dark and shouted. Except for a little smile in his eyes, he looked at the route Wu Gan had just passed. Because Nalan likes excitement and does not like restraint, the living room, which is so big that it is comparable to the basketball court, is covered with thick carpets, just to avoid wearing shoes and socks at home, and the furniture is not much different. There are only two sets of sand, a total of three single sand and three multi-person sand, covering only one-fifth of the living room.

Not to mention that it was originally a coffee table for decoration, or an antique that Mai Zhen bought from Huaxia. It was solid mahogany, with one corner very sharp and the others were smoothed. So from the sand that Wu Gan had just sat on, it was a total of 1.5 cm from the coffee table. Then, because neither of them came through the middle, they walked around the single sand on the other side and prepared to walk towards the dining room. There was really no obstacle in this section of the road.

And even if you kick something or trip over his female companion's legs, you can only fall forward or backward. If you add some external force to push and pull, the biggest possibility is to fall on the single sand.

But this person directly and perfectly avoided these possible possibilities, directly deviated from the direction he was facing and collided towards the coffee table at a sixty-degree angle with the direction he was facing. He accidentally bumped into the only sharp corner facing them, and hit the sharp corner with the most fragile eyes of the human body.

Although the impact was not successful in the end, because Nalan kicked the coffee table open directly, with the man's height of 1.75 meters, even if he fell straight to the ground, he would not break his ribs, let alone the carpet that was covered with ten centimeters.

Unless Wu Gan is just a bone, and a very heavy bone with osteoporosis, of course these may not be possible, so... Helan frowned. There should be another force here that dominates Wu Gan's body, and even Wu Gan has no power to show.

If this power is a power that has not appeared in human beings, or a power that does not exist, but only works for those who have clearly reached their death date but have not yet died, then can he understand that this is the power of God?

Thinking of this, Helan frowned even tighter, and at this moment, a 'squeak' sound came from above his head.

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It is said that the end of science is theology, so Wenwen has been wondering whether Newton had discovered some uncontrollable forces after studying gravity ~

Hehe, after all, some things are really bizarre!

Let's go again later

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