The mental powers of the two people collided violently in the air.
At that moment, the air in the lounge seemed to be distorted, and a heavy muffled sound came out of thin air.
The muffled sound was extremely loud, as if something suddenly exploded, causing pain to the eardrums and heads of several people present.
The bodyguards guarding outside heard the sound and quickly opened the door and rushed in.
"BOSS! Miss Seven Kills!" The bodyguards surrounded Simon and Ruan Qi, pulled out the guns from their waists and pointed them at Demon Hawk and Jiang Chunian.
The killing is imminent.
The air in the room was stagnant to its peak.
Simon was not an ancient warrior and could not feel the existence of spiritual power. But from Ruan Qi's actions and expression, he vaguely guessed that Jiang Chunian wanted to use some method on him, but Ruan Qi blocked him.
Simon immediately drew his gun, pointed it at Jiang Chunian, and said in a cold voice: "Mr. Demong, and this Mr. Jiang, I think I need an explanation."
Demonhawk didn't know how to explain it.
Because he was already dumbfounded.
No one knows better than him how powerful Jiang Chunian can control his mental power. As an ordinary person, Demon Hawk even thinks that Jiang Chunian is a deity descended from the earth to possess such magical means.
He thought that Jiang Chunian's mental control would enable him to win every battle.
But I didn’t expect that I would encounter a tough situation today.
Solomon's seven kills were actually able to withstand Jiang Chunian's methods, and he even fought back!
How is this possible?
How could Jiang Chunian's mental control fail?
If they can't control Simon, what about R7?
Demon Hawk's mind was in a mess, and he froze in place like a fool.
Simon didn't want to talk to a fool, so he turned his eyes to Jiang Chunian.
Jiang Chunian, however, stared at Ruan Qi intently. After a moment, he said in a hoarse voice: "You are an ancient warrior."
He seems to have confirmed Ruan Qi's nationality and speaks Chinese.
Ruan Qi did not answer him. She just put her hands in her sweater pockets and stood silently.
When Jiang Chunian saw that she didn't reply, he asked again without giving up: "Which family in China are you from?"
With such a strong spiritual power, Jiang Chunian only thought that Ruan Qi was from an ancient martial arts family in China. And none of the ancient martial arts families in China were easy to get along with. If Jiang Chunian wanted to return to China in his lifetime, he would
Don't offend these people.
He looked at Ruan Qi with a little fear, waiting for her answer.
But it is impossible for Ruan Qi to speak.
She didn't bring a voice changer today. Once she spoke, Jiang's early-year acumen would definitely be able to guess her identity as Ruan Qi.
Then, he will most likely follow Ruan Qi's identity and find out what happened ten years ago.
Therefore, Ruan Qi decided to practice closed-mouth meditation.
She put her hands in her pockets and remained silent, exuding an aura of 'I don't want to talk to you'.
Jiang Chunian's eyes darkened, and murderous intent flashed through his eyes.
He slowly raised his hand that was hanging on his body, and his long and pale fingers once again made strange gestures.
"Qi Yatou, he's going to do it again!"
Following Bai Li's warning, Ruan Qi's mental power reached its peak.
Just when the two mental forces were about to collide again, the door of the lounge suddenly sounded three times.
At the same time, a gentlemanly and elegant voice came in.
"I'm sorry to disturb you, but I have to come in. Miss Qisha, my wife just called me. She said that if I can't find her savior, she will let me sleep in the basement tonight. My cute little