Fujiawan.

The villa community in the prime area of ​​Kangyang District is in Songhai, and the average price of villas in the suburbs is around 90,000-120,000 yuan, and the villas in the city are not known.

But he lives in Kangyang District, so he has heard of the famous Fujiawan. A few years ago, the most expensive villa here was as high as 350 million.

Taxis cannot be entered in a luxury community of this level. Zhang Yuanqing got off at the entrance of the community and waited silently for a few minutes until a royal sister in a windbreaker twisted her waist and employed Tingting to come.

"Yuanshi Tianzun?"

The young lady smiles gently.

"I am." Zhang Yuanqing nodded.

"Centurion Fu asked me to pick you up." She smiled.

This young lady is tall, has long legs, black stockings, and has delicate and elegant makeup. She is an outstanding beauty.

Zhang Yuanqing followed her and walked in the wide community street for more than ten minutes. They stopped outside a luxurious villa.

Behind the exquisitely carved iron gate, there is a garden-like courtyard. Through the transformation and application of flowers, plants, trees, rockery, pools and water, and through the creation of buildings and the layout of garden roads, the courtyard environment is elegant and beautiful.

A tall three-story villa, standing in the center of the "landscape", is surrounded by beautiful scenery.

Tsk, he is worthy of being the young master of the evil capitalist. Zhang Yuanqing sighed with a sour feeling. In contrast, his family, Songhai natives with a wealthy family, were simply a poor family and poor.

The young lady took out the access card from her windbreaker's pocket, opened the iron art gate, and led Zhang Yuanqing into the room.

After passing through the path of paving soft stones and passing through the flowerbeds that compete for beauty, Zhang Yuanqing successfully entered the villa hall.

I saw that the hall was paved with bright and visible marble floor tiles, with luxurious and elegant decoration style. Facing the door was the double-run staircase, three bunny girls were cleaning in the living room.

Hum? Bunny girl? Zhang Yuanqing was stunned.

High quality bunny girl.

At this time, the royal sister who led him into the villa took off her windbreaker, exposed the sexy black bunny girl uniform, and put a pair of white ear accessories on her head, and smiled:

"The centurion is waiting for you upstairs, come with me."

In a blink of an eye, she changed from a dignified lady to a uniformed girl with a bulging front and a slim waist and long legs.

When he arrived at the second floor, the rabbit girl took him to the door of the study and said softly:

"The centurion is waiting for you inside."

After saying that, he stepped back.

Zhang Yuanqing raised his hand and knocked on the double-open study door.

"Come in." Fu Qingyang's voice came from inside.

The double-open wooden door was not locked, Zhang Yuanqing gently pushed it open, and the scenery in the study room was reflected in his vision. It was more like a living room than a study room.

The spacious study room is covered with bright red carpets, expensive wooden sofas, ancient shelves, bookshelfs, and oil paintings, armor, Western iron swords, Chinese ancient swords, etc. on the walls.

Fu Qingyang sat in front of the desk opposite the door, with not a bookshelves behind him, but a portrait of his own character.

Guan Ya was right, this guy was really bad, Yuanqing walked across the long carpet, came to the desk, and said:

"Centurion."

"Yes!" Fu Qingyang nodded with a cold expression.

Some people are cold and abstinent on the surface, but they actually have a rabbit girl behind them. Zhang Yuanqing looked at him and complained in his heart.

Fu Qingyang said: "Xiahou Tianyuan is in the basement, I will take you there later."

"Is it really okay to just kill him like this?" Zhang Yuanqing asked.

Fu Qingyang said lightly: "Not to mention the things he committed, just colluding with a secret organization is enough to kill him a hundred times. After you ask about the spirit, I will arrest Xiahou Xin and execute him according to law, and then Xiahou Chi. However, he was locked in the dog elder's zoo and needs to apply."

I have to say that the centurion of the White Tiger soldiers was indeed decisive in killing. Zhang Yuanqing sighed in his heart and silently added: It’s a pity that he is a lsp.

When Zhang Yuanqing saw these rabbit girls, he almost moved his DNA after thinking about 100G of the plot.

At this time, Fu Qingyang frowned: "Do you have any objections to me?"

Ah? Zhang Yuanqing was stunned and shook his head repeatedly: "No, the centurion is wise and powerful."

"You have."

"No."

"You have it," the rich young man frowned: "In front of the scout, any concealment is futile."

Seeing this, Zhang Yuanqing stopped pretending and said:

"I just didn't expect that Centurion Fu, the golden house, is worthy of being a Centurion. He has outstanding taste. Unlike me, I only like black stockings, long legs, and have a thin hobby."

Fu Qingyang's eyes twitched, and he was silent for a few seconds, explaining:

"They are servants in the villa and are only responsible for housework and diet."

Ah? Only responsible for housework and diet? Is this how the rabbit girl uses Zhang Yuanqing?

Walking down the stairs, Zhang Yuanqing followed Fu Qingyang and came to the second underground floor.

The specifications of the second floor of the underground are similar to those of the hotel. On both sides of the corridor with red carpets are prison rooms.

Why did he set up a dungeon at home? Is it his personal hobby or the preferences of the White Tiger soldiers? Zhang Yuanqing looked around curiously.

The well-operated ventilation system kept the basement air open. Fu Qingyang came to an iron door, polished the matches, lit a cigarette, and looked at the cell through the fence door.

Following his gaze, Zhang Yuanqing looked into the room.

Xiahou Tianyuan was wearing steel shackles and wooden shackles around his neck, sitting next to the single bed. He looked pretty good, and he thought he would be fine here without any shortage of food and clothing.

Shackles and wooden shackles should be props, otherwise they would not be able to trap a level 3. Zhang Yuanqing examined Xiahou Tianyuan.

He had already heard the footsteps, and his eyes were viciously glaring at the two enemies at the door, and finally landed on Zhang Yuanqing, sneering:

"Yeah, come to visit your father. I'm doing a good life. When I go out in the future, I will peel you, an unfilial son and get cramps."

He immediately looked at Fu Qingyang and snorted, "Fu Qingyang, how long can you keep me? I am the direct descendant of the Xiahou family. The evidence you collected will be kept at most for me for a few years. When I am promoted to the Saint Realm, the Xiahou family will definitely save me."

Even if he is imprisoned, he is still fearless.

Xiahou Tianyuan admitted to his defeat, but so what? He was imprisoned for a few years at most. If he was promoted to a saint in a large-scale killing copy in the middle or end of the year, the family would do its best to ensure that he was out.

Although other factions in the family wish he could die, once they become saints, the clan elders will definitely protect him.

Fu Qingyang said lightly: "You Xiahou family traveled thousands of miles to Songhai just to avenge Xiahou Tianwen?"

Xiahou Tianyuan sneered without saying a word.

Zhang Yuanqing became the supporting role and said, "I think there are other plans."

Fu Qingyang looked at him with a faint look: "Oh? What do you think."

Zhang Yuanqing said: "I think it is very likely that the Palace Master stopped killing and got some secrets from Xiahou Tianwen, so Xiahou Chi led his direct forces to Songhai, which was to kill people to silence them."

Fu Qingyang "suddenly realized": "Then what kind of secret do you think is this."

Zhang Yuanqing: "For example, Xiahou Chi's lineage secretly colluded with Dark Night Rose."

When Xiahou Tianyuan heard this, his pupils shrank violently, and the arrogance on his face was replaced by surprise and dullness.

No, this is impossible, how could they know that Xiahou Tianyuan's heart was in a state of turmoil.

"I don't know what you are talking about," Xiahou Tianyuan quickly overcame his emotions and looked rebellious: "Why, I want to be punished by it? Although my Xiahou family is not as good as the Fu family, I should not allow you, Fu Qingyang, to smear and frame it like this unscrupulously."

Fu Qingyang stared at the other party's unruly face, took out the access card from his pocket, and handed it to Zhang Yuanqing.

"Didi!"

Zhang Yuanqing took the door card and opened the access control.

As he stepped into the cell, he reached out to grab the void and grabbed a 40-centimeter-long willow blade.

Xiahou Tianyuan's face changed, his eyes wandered on Liu Ren and Zhang Yuanqing's face, and he said in a panic:

"What are you going to do?!"

Zhang Yuanqing grinned and said, "Kill you, ask the spirit!"

Xiahou Tianyuan's face stagnated, and then became crazy, like an angry cat, roaring:

"Dare you dare to kill me? Yuanshi Tianzun, do you dare to kill me?

"I am the legitimate son of the Xiahou family, and my father is the descendant of the ancestors. If you kill me, the Xiahou family will not let you go.

"What are you? You are a lowly traveler, how dare you kill me!"

Zhang Yuanqing walked step by step, Xiahou Tianyuan's face went from anger to fear, and said repeatedly:

"Yuanshi Tianzun, don't be exploited by Fu Qingyang, he is using you. Our conflicts are not irreconcilable, don't be exploited."

"I think it would be better if someone with a bad mind like you dies." Zhang Yuanqing walked behind him, raised his face with one hand, exposed his neck, and held the Liu Bian in the other hand, gently touching the carotid artery.

Blood gushed out like a fountain, dyeing the walls and the ground with a bleak red color.

The bleeding characteristics of the Bloodthirsty Blade accelerate this effect.

Xiahou Tianyuan fell to the ground, struggled to death for a moment, slowly stopped moving. Before his death, he stared at Zhang Yuanqing with resentful eyes.
To be continued...