Li Zhishui has never heard of what a downward head is, just like he has never heard of slaughter.

When Ye Mingyue took out the insect from his lower abdomen, Li Zhishui realized that there were many things in the world that he didn't know.

Ye Mingyue, who once had an extremely powerful aura, was pitiful in bed.

Li Zhishui felt compassion without warning.

Most heroic men are like this, and they can't stand women crying, and they can't stand women being bullied.

"How do you want me to help you?"

Li Zhishui didn't ask too much and directly extended a helping hand.

"No need, you can't help, I'll do it myself. If I really can't solve it myself, it's not too late for you to help."

Ye Mingyue was used to being alone. Apart from helping others, she hardly accepted help from others. When she saw Li Zhishui's eyes, she felt that it was inappropriate to reject Li Zhishui, so she said a few more words later.

Li Zhishui thought for a while and replied, "Okay, then you can rest, I won't disturb you."

Just as he turned around and wanted to leave, he found signs of shaking in the curtains, and scolded him, "Who?"

No one answered, Li Zhishui walked to the window a few steps, opened the curtains, poked his head out and looked around, and saw a figure disappearing from the corner of the wall.

Being able to stay quietly at the top, besides having sex with Bald Man, Li Zhishui thought that the one named Xuehua was OK.

Before Ye Mingyue could ask the reason, Li Zhishui comforted him: "Just stay there, I will help you with the rest."

After saying that, Li Zhishui opened the door and walked to other rooms.

The man was too fast, and Li Zhishui only saw one figure, but did not see the man's appearance.

Whether it was Xuehua or not, Li Zhishui had no idea of ​​chasing him. First, he was afraid that he would be lured away from the mountain, second, Ye Mingyue was in good health and he could not leave Ye Mingyue here alone.

"Is it Xuehua?" Ye Mingyue asked when he saw Li Zhishui come back.

Li Zhishui shook his head: "I don't know, I don't see clearly."

"Forget it, he is not your opponent, I guess he just chases you and see." Ye Mingyue guessed.

"Your body..." Li Zhishui wanted to speak but stopped, only half of his words.

"It's okay, I can still bear it. By the way, you lock all the doors and windows to death. I want to stay alone for a while." Ye Mingyue said.

Li Zhishui nodded, walked to the window, locked the window and pulled the curtains, and took the door from outside when he went out without asking a word.

He knew in his heart what kind of person Ye Mingyue was. He would definitely say what he wanted to know. If he didn't want him to know, even if Li Zhishui asked, it would be useless.

Li Zhishui sat outside alone to check his body. Since the match between the master and apprentice and Xuehua, Li Zhishui felt that the breath in his body was always a little disordered. No matter how he guided according to the mantra, he could not calm down.

The predecessors planted trees and later took advantage of the coolness. Since others compiled the formula, there must be his reason. Li Zhishui meditated on the spot and recited it three times before he realized that the disordered breath had a home.

That feeling is wonderful, I can't say it.

I don’t know what Ye Mingyue is doing in the house, but Li Zhishui wanted to knock on the door and go in and take a look, but when he thought of what Ye Mingyue told him, he hesitated for a moment.

I turned around and returned to my original position. Before I could sit down, my phone rang.

"Zhishui, where are you? Come to the amusement park quickly."

The phone call was called by Mr. Zhai, and the meaning of his speech seemed to be something wrong with the amusement park.

"What's wrong?"

"You come here and talk about it."

Li Zhishui hung up the phone and looked at the room. Now Ye Mingyue is injured and something happened to Mr. Zhai. If he just left like this, what if the person named Xuehua chased him?

Just as he was hesitating, the door of the room opened and Ye Mingyue was able to get out of bed and walk around.

"You go, I'm fine." Ye Mingyue said with a pale face.

"It's really okay?" Li Zhishui asked confirmation.

Ye Mingyue nodded: "The company is important, go quickly. If there was no urgent matter, the old man wouldn't have called you casually!"

"Okay, I'll go back," Li Zhishui thought for a while and then walked over to Ye Mingyue's ear and lowered his voice, "If that guy comes, call me and try to delay the time."

"I understand, go quickly." Ye Mingyue smiled.

Li Zhishui cleaned up and went out. As soon as he got into the elevator, Ye Mingyue in the room slowly fell to the ground. Unfortunately, Li Zhishui could not see this scene.

He got off the stairs and went straight to the playground.

As soon as I arrived at the other party, I saw a group of people surrounding the gate of the construction site, chattering non-stop.

More than a dozen men were empty-handed, and one of the men with a fierce appearance stood in front of Mr. Zhai and chattered endlessly.

Li Zhishui ran over and asked, "Manager Zhai, what's wrong?"

Mr. Zhai pointed to the bald head with a scar on his head and said, "This person brought more than a dozen people here, saying that our construction during the day affected the tranquility of their community. We asked us to stop work now and prevent construction vehicles from entering."

Li Zhishui looked around, and more than a dozen people surrounded the door and blocked the construction truck that was pulling the machine outside. His eyes finally stopped on the scar man who was on the head.

This group of people didn't think of the nearby residents at first sight. Besides, construction during the day disturbs the people, so can the construction at night not disturb the people?

It is obvious that these people are here to find fault. Li Zhishui feels it is necessary to figure out the whole story, otherwise this group of people will be endless, and once the amusement park project is stranded, the losses will be huge.

"Are you the leader?" Li Zhishui walked over and asked.

The bald head with a scar on his head was nicknamed Scart, the leader of this group of people. He looked up and down at Li Zhishui and asked back, "Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, as long as I can solve the problem." Li Zhishui said coldly.

If it were the case before, Li Zhishui might have spent money or asked these people to have a meal. Now he has no idea at all and has to speak with his fists.

"Just you?" Scart stared at Li Zhishui with a playful look on his face, "It's OK," Scart stretched out his hand.

Li Zhishui asked inexplicably: "What does it mean?"

"Loss, you are buzzing and buzzing during the day. We nearby residents have suffered a lot of crimes, so we have to express our feelings, right?" said Scart head, looking like he was scattering in the air.

"What if I don't give it?"

"It's okay if you don't give it to me. We won't leave today. Not only are we here today, but tomorrow, we'll just waste it."

When everyone else heard Scartou say this, everyone agreed.

Li Zhishui smiled and thought quickly. I wonder who would stumbling on him again, so I couldn’t find some professionals. Look at this group of people, all of whom were wearing high-definition and all dressed. When did the residents who went out to ask for explanations get so neat?

"Before I get angry, you guys get out of here. If you really want to talk, let those who can speak come over!" Li Zhishui's tone was cold, and there was no room for negotiation.

Scarhead smiled. He hadn't suffered any losses yet, so suddenly a young man talked to him like this, which he was very uncomfortable.

"What are you? You dare to talk to our boss like this."

A little brother couldn't bear it anymore and shouted from the side.

Friar Zhai was afraid that things would go big, so he walked up to smooth things over and said, "Everyone will calm down, everyone will talk about it slowly if there is something, and don't get angry."

Li Zhishui knew that Mr. Zhai was a good old man. Although he was given the nickname of an old man by Old Man Zhang's former colleague, this old guy was determined to follow the right path and no matter what happened, peace was the most important thing.

"Old guy, get out of here. I just asked you that you couldn't make a decision, but now I'm standing up again, what's the point of "

Scar head responded, and Fu Zhai retracted his head and looked at Li Zhishui with his eyes wide open.

Now that Old Man Zhang doesn't care about the world, the burden of the Zhang family falls on Li Zhishui's shoulders. Li Zhishui will never agree if someone dares to say this to Mr. Zhai.

Bang, Li Zhishui reached out and slapped Scartou, crisp and loud.

Scar head turned around twice before reacting and shouted, "You, you dare to hit me, brother..."

The brothers didn't shout, but Li Zhishui raised his leg and kicked Caitou in the chest.

I saw scar head flying horizontally for more than ten meters away, lying on the ground, covering his chest and squirming constantly.

Li Zhishui took a lot of force, otherwise the scar head would not only fly out. As an ancient martial artist, kicking an ordinary person with one kick would be a small matter, and it would be a fatal matter if it was serious.

Therefore, those holy places of practice have strict prohibitions, and they are not allowed to fight with ordinary people, and they cannot show that they are ancient warriors.

Li Zhishui had no other party, so naturally no one restrained him, but he knew in his heart that life was not good, so he thought of it when he was making a move, focusing on intimidation.

Indeed, this kick was beyond ordinary people's imagination. Scar head was at least 150 or 60 kilograms, so why did it fly so far?

Those who were waiting for the order looked at each other, and they couldn't believe that Li Zhishui could kick people so far.

Because of scar head's intimidation, Zhai Fu stood aside. Even if Li Zhishui hit someone, he would not stand up and stop him.

"Don't you get out?" Li Zhishui angrily scolded.

Those people were at a loss, and they were neither going up nor retreating. A few winked guys ran over and helped their scars up.

Li Zhishui raised his hand and acted as if he was about to beat him, cursing: "If you don't get out, you will be able to lie on the ground."

With a huh, these people ran so happily.

Li Zhishui walked to Scar Head, pointed to the two people holding Scar Head and said, "Put him down."

The two men looked at each other and looked at Scar Head reluctantly.

Scar was kicked, his chest was tight and his breath was short, and he lost his ability to give orders.

"roll."

Li Zhishui's eyes emitted a cold light, which was extremely cold.
To be continued...