Chapter 388 (1/2)

”Xiaohan, these are some rules. Look, now we are all the elite of dragon spirit. We must abide by some disciplines. Do you understand? When people come back in a few days, the director will hold a ceremony. That is, we are a proportional member.”

In the car, Shangguan Feiyan sends a document to Wang Xiaohan with her mobile phone, and then solemnly tells Wang Xiaohan some rules as a model of dragon spirit.

”Don't worry, Shangguan. I will abide by it. After all, I am a member of the special combat brigade, and I am also a soldier. I still have this awareness.” Wang Xiaohan nodded his head cleverly and said excitedly.

”Well, that's good. You should keep this string in mind all the time. Besides, I'm the deputy director now...” Shangguan Feiyan said modestly.

”Wow, deputy director, my God, you are my leader. Please take care of me in the future.” Wang Xiaohan couldn't help but respect Shangguan Feiyan, but he was not afraid. After all, the relationship between the two people was still quite familiar, so they almost laughed.

”Ha ha, it's OK. Don't worry. With me, no one will bully you.” Shangguan Feiyan coughed a little and said, then drove the car, two people talked while talking, driving toward Jiahe villa.

Huaxi, a secluded and quiet manor with clear springs, pavilions, pavilions and green grass.

”Zheng!”

Beside the banyan tree in rockery, a woman in white has a graceful figure. Sitting beside the zither, she is fresh and natural. She is charming and moving. She is as graceful as the person in the painting. She is smart and intelligent. The sound of Zheng is weeping, her eyes are sad, and a red mole is in the middle of her eyebrow. Not only does it not affect her beauty, but also adds a kind of holiness.

”Lord, see you, Mr. law!”

At this time, a middle-aged woman, with a light figure, came to the woman in white and whispered.

”Zheng...”

The last sound of Zheng played down, the woman's delicate hands stopped, Gu Jing's graceful face was on, and it was cloudy or sunny. The resentment in her eyes turned into a deep killing opportunity.

”Son of a bitch, no see, let him go!” Instead of the extraordinary image of the woman, a roar of a river lion came. She turned her hand and lifted the zither out. She bit her silver teeth and cried angrily.

”This...”

The body under him shivered.

”Hey, you little fox, who made you angry? Why are you so angry? It's hot in summer. Drink more cold drinks to reduce the fire.” At this time, a voice came, and a man came over.

”Son of a bitch, come and go if you want. Take this place as a place and die for me!” The woman in white is a fox with jade face. Her face is like frost, she is murderous, and her body is like Bai Lian. She shoots at the man. She does not know when she has a sharp sword with cold light. The sword is three feet long and the body is very narrow, like a poisonous snake. The sword flower is like dazzling stars and covers the man in an instant.

The man was holding his cigarette and smiling at the woman. His body did not move. He turned a blind eye to this sudden killing move.

”Brush...”

The sword flower disappears, and the tip of the sword stops at an inch of the man's eyebrow. It can be seen that the woman has reached a superb mastery of swordsmanship.

”Son of a bitch, why don't you hide? Are you afraid of death?” The woman cried angrily, the tip of the sword trembled gently, and the beauty of frost glared at the man, and the color of surprise in his eyes flashed by.

”Under the peony flowers, it's also romantic to be a ghost. Why should I hide? Because you don't want to kill me, do you?”

The man is Luo Tian, at the moment evil smile, up and down looking at the jade face fox, but also in her chest without scruple of sweeping, let jade face fox pink face red, ”then I will kill you this bastard.” The jade face fox is angry, the sword point forward a bit, seem to want to lift the sky cover of Luo Tian.

With a light sound of ”Shin”, Luo Tian reached out and flicked the tip of the woman's sword. She shook her body and picked up the little fox. The woman couldn't motivate her. If she didn't open her sword point just now, she would dare to poke it up. Although she would not kill herself, it was inevitable that she would poke a blood hole in her head.