Her skills are extremely neat and vigorous, and she is not sloppy at all.
It's so fast that people can't react.
Liu Lao's eyes flashed with surprise: "This girl is a soldier!"
"Chuan'er, is she my grandson's wife?"
Old Liu asked, but received no response for a long time. Looking back, he saw that his eldest grandson had left at some point.
Looking out the window again, the figure of the eldest grandson suddenly appeared downstairs.
Bai Yao also happened to arrive in front of Liu Xingchuan.
Her face was as cold as ice, but when she saw him, she softened a little.
"Xiaochuan, I need to borrow your grandfather's plane."
Liu Xingchuan said straightforwardly: "It's ready, I'll take you there."
"good."
"Do you need my help?" he asked.
Bai Yao's tone was cold and his eyes were full of murderous intent: "No, I can handle this for a mere scumbag."
Seeing her anxious look, Liu Xingchuan knew that this matter must be serious, and it was related to the people around her...
Could it be that... something happened to that blond boy?
Otherwise, how could she be anxious when she was always carefree.
But he didn't ask any more questions and took her to the collection hall.
The fighter jets are already ready on the tarmac, and the captain has long been sitting in the driver's seat, ready to go.
Bai Yao jumped into the fighter plane.
She looked back at Liu Xingchuan, the corners of her lips slightly hooked up, and she said with an extremely cold charm, "Thank you."
Liu Xingchuan looked at her steadily: "Be more careful."
The fighter jet started. Bai Yao sat in the co-pilot seat and told the captain: "Go to Yuncheng Wushan quickly!"
"Okay, miss." The captain is a middle-aged man over fifty years old. Although he is old, he is experienced. Otherwise, he would not be favored by Mr. Liu. He specially asked him to go home to take care of his old friend.
Liu Xingchuan watched the fighter plane fly away until it disappeared from his eyes, and did not return to the house.
"What are you looking at? All the girls are gone." Mr. Liu came up behind him and suggested earnestly: "Grandson, didn't you read carefully the secret book on chasing girls I gave you?"
Yanagi Xingchuan supported his forehead.
That so-called secret book is not meant to teach you how to chase girls, but to teach you how to keep an eye on orphans!
"What is this girl's background?" Mr. Liu said with a gossipy face, "Liu Feng actually came to beg me for her. She has a lot of background!"
Liu Feng was a general in the border combat zone and had outstanding military exploits in China.
I will never break my discipline because of anyone, let alone do such backdoor things.
This girl is probably Liu Fengpo’s first principle.
Mr. Liu suddenly remembered that Liu Feng had mentioned on the phone, "I heard that she has made significant contributions to the country. Why didn't anyone tell me about this?"
"Grandson, please tell grandpa quickly."
Mr. Liu was extremely curious about Bai Yao's identity.
Yanagi Yukikawa actually knew very little about her, especially the information about her disappearance for a year, which was almost impossible to find.
When Old Liu saw his brows furrowed and his thin lips pursed tightly, he knew that his eldest grandson didn't know the girl very well either.
"When you chase a girl, you have to get to know her first. You tell grandpa what her name is, and grandpa will help you find out everything about her?"
"No grandpa, no matter who she is, I just want to get to know her personally."
There were ten thousand of her among ten thousand people, and he only believed in the most real her in front of him, and that was enough.
Why bother to learn about her from other people's mouths?
…
Yuncheng Wushan.
It's five o'clock in the afternoon and the sun is about to set.
The rays of light from the sky shone on Bai Ling, who was covered in blood. At this time, his face was pale and bloodless, his head was hanging down, and he was breathless.
Fu Changting counted the time, with a ferocious sneer on his face, very impatient.
"It seems that bitch Bai Yao won't come to save you. Tsk, it's such a pity for your pretty face."
"I don't have time to waste it with you."
"Come here, light the fire."
He gave the order.
The man in black threw a lighter.
The flames ignited the grass pile at Bai Ling's feet.
The severe burning pain made Bai Ling wake up from the pain that was worse than life again.
"Bitch man... my ancestor will never let you go... she will help me avenge you and make you die like nothing... cough cough cough cough cough..."
Bai Ling's voice of hatred and pain seemed to be forced out of his chest.
Hoarse, low, painful, desperate...
Fu Changting crossed his arms and sneered: "Oh? Really? Then I will wait for her to take revenge in Yuncheng."
"As for you, just watch yourself being burned to death, hahahaha!"
Fu Changting's tone was extremely harsh and he shouted to his men: "I've been starving to death after waiting all afternoon. Let's go and have some fun at Royal One. I'll treat you to a good drink."
His subordinates nodded and bowed to please him: "Mr. Fu is really bold and generous!"
Bai Ling let out a cry of extreme pain.
Fu Changting looked back at him who was trapped in the fire. He felt very comfortable, got into the car and left proudly.
This remote mountain is inaccessible.
He deliberately tied Bai Ling to a bare tree so that even if it burned, it would not spread.
So no one will discover the existence of Bai Ling.
Even if it is discovered, it will be too late and it will have turned into ashes by then.
"It hurts... it hurts... cough cough cough..." Bai Ling was surrounded by fire, and every inch of his skin hurt as if it was being torn apart.
"Old Ancestor... Oooh, cough, cough, cough, cough... I'm gone, who will cook for you, do laundry and make money for you..."
At the end of the day, he only thought that after he left, no one would take care of his ancestor.
She also doesn't understand the investments made by her ancestors. If she loses all her money, wouldn't she be sleeping on the street...
Bai Ling struggled painfully, "I can't die..."
But there was no way, Fu Changting used iron chains to tie him up.
He couldn't move at all.
The iron chain was roasted by the fire, burning his skin and leaving deep scars.
"Ancestor...I'm sorry, I can't honor you anymore...cough cough cough cough..."
His breath became weaker and weaker.
The smoke was so thick that he could barely open his eyes.
When he was about to die.
Vision blurred.
Bai Ling saw a familiar figure descending from the sky.
Immediately afterwards, a palm struck.
The tree trunk behind him, which was as thick as a person hugging him, was split open by Bai Yao.
"cheer up."
The sonorous and powerful voice of the ancestor came.
Bai Ling felt that his body was suddenly filled with energy.
The soul that was about to die came back to life in an instant.
He opened his eyes wide and finally saw clearly.
In the thick fire and smoke, I saw the ancestor's delicate white hands holding the hot red iron chain.
"Ancestor, I don't want it!" Bai Ling's eye circles suddenly turned red, and it hurt to look at him!
Bai Yao pulled hard.
The iron chain, which was as thick as a thumb, was torn to pieces by her forcefully.
Bai Ling lost his balance and fell down.
The pain he imagined did not come, and he opened his eyes to see.
It was the ancestor who caught him steadily.
Bai Yao looked at the young boy who was tortured into a state of disgrace and covered in blood, and carefully lifted him out of the fire ring and extinguished the flames on his body.
Bai Ling looked at it, and saw that her hands, which were originally flawless and white, were burned to pieces by the fire and were too miserable to look at.