As Liu Yueling said at the beginning, there are two types of situations where a power is out of control. One is that it is born and cannot be repaired, and the other is due to being too young and will slowly change over time. Yingying obviously belongs to the latter. She finally
Can control powerful ultimate powers.
Of course, the reason why Ye Xuan is happy is not that she has received strong help, but that she will no longer make everyone fearful and can take the initiative to defend herself when in danger.
Even with the extremely powerful Black Hole Book, he had no intention of letting Yingying help him.
How old is she?
How cruel is it for Yingying to let a child who is only two months old and only ten years old help him kill his enemies? How can her young mind bear the blood and death that even adults may not be able to bear? Therefore, Ye
Xuan doesn't intend to help her improve her strength. Even if he has enough energy points to help her improve her realm in the future, he doesn't intend to let her intervene in the battle, just to give her the ability to protect herself.
Yingying has gained control over her mind, which is undoubtedly good news for everyone. There is no need to worry about her losing control of her emotions and becoming a destructive maniac.
However, for her safety and to prevent her from being taken away by various forces, deprived of her innocent childhood, and trained into a killing machine, Ye Xuan solemnly told everyone present that this news must not be disclosed to anyone, including Murong Tianhe.
Gongsun Yunhua and others.
At the same time, Yingying was also strictly ordered not to use her powers unless she was in danger, let alone use this ability to sharpen pencils. Is it okay to be seen doing this?
Murong Tian came over in the evening and treated everyone to a big meal. He said it was for the students who had returned from military training to cleanse themselves from the dust, but in fact it was just to satisfy his playful and lively nature.
"Let's go sing karaoke after dinner. There is a newly opened singing center that is said to be good. It's been a long time since this young master showed off his singing voice."
"You can also sing?" Zhang Xiaoshuai laughed strangely.
"Fat man, how dare you underestimate me? Who can't sing?"
Murong Tian was full of confidence, but he didn't notice that Ye Xuan's face was very strange, and he was glaring at the fat man fiercely. This guy clearly didn't like to pick up the pot.
At this moment, Ye Xuan's cell phone rang in his pocket, and he couldn't help but feel happy. Could it be that someone came to the rescue again today?
Last time I was laughed at by everyone at Jiang Ming's karaoke, and Chen Xin happened to call me to save him. It would be better if he could just not go to the singing center this time.
"Hey! Boss, I'm Luo Rui. Something bad is going on!" Luo Rui's nervous voice came from the other end of the phone.
"What's wrong?"
"I called Xiaomei, but her phone was turned off. I felt something was wrong. Please help me quickly." Luo Rui sounded like he was about to cry.
"Where are you? I'm going over now!"
Now that Luo Rui has become his little brother, his attitude is naturally different from before. This is the best time to win people's hearts.
Hearing the address reported by the other party, Ye Xuan chuckled and shook the phone in his hand, with a proud face: "I'm sorry, Xiaotian, I have something to do and I can't sing with you. Otherwise, I'll get out of here first."
Let’s get down to business, how about Fatty and the others singing with you?”
Murong Tian naturally heard the content of the call, his expression was full of excitement, and he said anxiously: "Is there something fun? Gaga... I'll watch the excitement with you, I like the excitement the most!"
There were more than ten of them in the group, and even Yingying was there. They couldn't all run away in a swarm. Finally, after discussion, two of Murongtian's followers would send Tang Ziying, Chen Xin, and Yingying back to the villa, and be responsible for the temporary
To protect, Ye Xuan and the others went to find Luo Rui.
Several supercars were speeding on the road, with Murong Tian, who knew the road well, as their guide, heading towards the address Luo Rui said.
Woo woo woo...
Not too far away, several police cars with sirens on caught up with them. They were going so fast that it was hard not to attract attention.
"The cop is chasing me!" the fat man immediately shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Tch, they still want to catch up with me based on their broken car?"
The fiery red Aston Martin running in front suddenly increased the accelerator and the speed skyrocketed. It was able to squeeze through the traffic flow faster than lightning.
This is not an Aston Martin worth millions in the world, but a top-notch concept car that is in the late stages of modification and has not yet been launched. It can be said that there are probably not many cars in the world that have been sold out. This is the real car.
It is unique. If it were not for the background of the Murong family, it would never be available to anyone else.
It is said that the market value of this one77 is more expensive than the Bugatti Veyron. The key is that it has not been put on the market. The specific price is not clear.
Maybe with Murong Tian's background, it's not impossible not to pay a penny.
Several supercars accelerated one after another, and the two police cars were out of sight in the blink of an eye. However, the policemen in Jinghua were still very conscientious and reported the situation to the command center immediately. The police cars on other roads locked their targets one after another, and they lost track of the other police cars.
He intercepted him in advance and chased after him.
Murong Tian's side is a marathon, and the police's cars are in a relay race. Who makes them, no matter their driving skills or cars, far inferior to others?
Ga!
Five supercars braked suddenly and parked outside a residential area. Luo Rui had been waiting there for a long time. He looked stupidly at the several police cars following behind, wondering why these guys were driven crazy by the police.
Is it possible that instead of helping him solve the problem, he caused other troubles?
Before a few people got out of the car, a dozen police officers filed out of the car. Each one was obviously a little angry, and they took out the black muzzles of their guns and the white handcuffs.
Speeding cars are not unheard of, but speeding nearly 200 yards in a downtown area and being chased by the police for more than ten kilometers without stopping has never happened before. Isn't this too arrogant?
"You are under arrest!"
A policeman walked over with an ugly expression, and then he saw Murong Tian staring at him, slowly raising his right hand and raising his middle finger.
"you……"
"Wait a minute."
Before the other party could get angry, Murong Tian took out a small backpack from nowhere, opened the zipper of the backpack, and shook out a large pile of thirty or forty small notebooks.
In the eyes of everyone full of doubts, he squatted on the ground and flipped through a pile of colorful notebooks. After more than ten seconds, he picked up a notebook and handed it to the police leader. At the same time, he ordered Huang Hai beside him: "Go,
Change the license plate, I forgot to change the license plate just now."
So, Huang Hai took out five license plates from the trunk of his car, with black numbers on a white background and red Chinese characters. They were also unified serial numbers, from Beijing A20001 to Beijing A20005.
Military card!
Moreover, the numbers are so awesome, and the military badges have serial numbers like banknotes!
The police leader looked at the small notebook and looked at Huang Hai who was changing his license plate. His face became extremely ugly: "Take them away! Take them all away! Add two charges, forging military license plates and forging police documents. You guys deserve to die."
The rich second generation is waiting to go to jail!"
"Are you sure it's a forgery?" Murong Tian asked, tilting his head.
"you……"
Looking at his slightly childish but extremely calm face, the police leader suddenly felt that something was wrong. Wasn't this kid too calm?
Could it really be a bunch of princelings?
This is the political center of the Yanhuang capital. The most indispensable thing in Jinghua City is princelings. Although forging these things is not a trivial matter, for the princelings, it is not a big deal.
Of course, he only judged whether Murong Tian was a princeling through his calmness, but he still believed that the ID and license plate were fake. Even a princeling just has a good father or a good grandfather. If he is not old enough,
, it is impossible for them to hold important positions. Didn't you see that this kid's ID card has the position of deputy director of the Jinghua City Public Security Department? This kind of status is not something that a princeling can achieve, this little brat
How old are you?
Ye Xuan saw the police leader dialing an internal phone number, checked the police information, and then picked up the small notebooks from the ground.
have to!
You really have everything you need. Did this guy get a fake certificate under the bridge?
Of course, Ye Xuan would not be so stupid as to think that given his background in the Murong family, his documents were fake.
Looking at the dazzling array of certificates, Ye Xuan couldn't laugh or cry. There were police officer certificates, military officer certificates, student certificates, honorary citizen certificates, astronomy enthusiast membership certificates, General Administration of Sports referee certificates, press certificates, etc., there were as many as thirty-seven of them.
The documents do not include the small notebook in the hands of the police chief.
"I'm impressed with you!" Ye Xuan was completely speechless.
"Are you envious? Are you jealous? Hehe... This is my master's magic weapon that can be used in various situations. Do you want to help you get one?"
Murong Tian directly regarded Ye Xuan's speechless attitude as the highest degree of praise, and did not pay attention to the police chief who was on the phone. When he saw the contents of other documents, he almost collapsed in his eyes.
Two minutes later, the police chief's face became strange, because these documents turned out to be genuine, and so were the five military license plates.
㊣(7)How is that possible!
How could he, an underage brat, be the deputy director of the Public Security Department?
Also, when he called just now, he saw dozens of other documents with his own eyes, all of which were comprehensive. But since this document is genuine, then the other documents cannot be fake, right?
The police leader was puzzled, and more than anything, he was shocked: This is no longer what a princeling can do. The little kid in front of him is completely playing with the law, completely above all legal systems, like the rules of this world.
It's all been decided by him.
So...what is his background?
have no idea!
But one thing is certain, this kind of person is far from being comparable to a princeling. He is not someone he can offend at all. He can die ten thousand times with just one move.
"Is it fake?" Murong Tian tilted his head and looked at him.
"No...it's not..."
The police leader put his feet together and saluted respectfully: "Hello, Director, just now I...I..."
He didn't know what to say at all. An underage director of the Public Security Department had a military license plate. What the hell was this?
"Okay, don't delay me from doing serious business. This young master is performing a secret mission. If you want to talk nonsense, just wait until you go to the military court. Bye!"
"bye……"
Watching Murong Tian turn around and get into his car, driving his supercar with a military license plate towards the community, the police leader felt it was difficult to breathe and his eyes were dizzy.
Confidential mission?
He didn't think that this kid was performing any secret mission. These guys looked like they were not serious people at first glance, but even if he was just idle, if he said it was a secret mission, it was a secret mission. Why should he, a little policeman, interfere?