Chapter 22 Lan Su's Skills (Part 2)
After cleaning up Huo Jun, Lan Su walked out quickly, but soon she stopped -
She didn't know where the villa was.
A servant passed by, carrying a bucket and seemed to be cleaning something. Lan Su stopped her:
"Hello."
The servant stepped back flattered. Apparently she had never heard this greeting before in the Huo family: "Hello, Miss Lan."
"Ayan went to her aunt's house. I want to go find her. Do you know where she is?"
The servant's back was slightly bent: "Go out and turn right, it's No. 81. But..."
"But what?"
"If you go there, Miss Lan, you'd better say hello to President Xia. Something happened before, and it wasn't very pleasant."
Lan Su stared at the bucket of water in her hand, and saw through some of the truth: "The previous wife died in her house?"
The servant was stunned, and waved his hands quickly as if struck by lightning:
"No, no, actually, I don't know much about the master's family! If Miss Lan has nothing else to do, I will go to work first."
The petite figure quickly disappeared in the corridor. Lan Su turned around, and when he raised his eyes, the calm and vicious hostility of the swamp welled up in his eyes - last time it was Madam, this time, is it Huo Yan's turn?
Huo Yan couldn't get into trouble, at least, she couldn't get into trouble when she was left at the Huo family. It wasn't that their love was stronger than gold, but if Huo Yan died at the Huo family, then, in order to conceal the truth, she, the newly married daughter-in-law, would definitely be killed without hesitation.
A gardener was pruning bushes in the front yard, with a motorcycle standing next to him.
Lan Su walked forward weakly, and as she passed by, she smiled and greeted him: "What kind of tree is this?"
The gardener explained with a smile that it was boxwood, and carefully trimmed the branches and leaves that were sticking out with the scissors in his hand. Then he heard Lan Su behind him let out a delicate scream.
"ah!"
He turned around quickly, but saw a flash before his eyes and no longer saw Lan Su. Then, he felt a dull pain in the back of his neck, and his vision shook twice before plunging into darkness.
The weak and helpless daughter Lan Su picked up the key swiftly, tied her skirt around her thighs, got on her motorcycle and drove away.
The villa is one kilometer away, just as the servant said, it is a three-story villa at No. 81.
The iron gate was wide open, and the front yard and entrance corridor were empty. After the three-door palace gate was pushed open, two bodyguards fell unconscious on the ground, and the marble floor was covered with blood and spider webs.
problem occurs.
Lan Su clenched his fists and shone the flashlight on his cell phone at the ground. From the reflected lines, he could see traces of dust from the tires. It went all the way from the hall, around the spiral staircase, and stopped at a room at the end of the corridor on the first floor.
The door is locked.
Knock knock!
Knock knock!
She knocked on the door twice: "Ayan? Ayan! Are you in there?"
No one answered, but deliberately low footsteps could be heard against the door. The traces of a wheelchair under the feet only showed that Huo Yan went in but not out, which proved that Huo Yan was in this room.
Take two steps back, lift one foot and twist your body, then turn around and kick at a right angle.
boom!
The door slammed open, and inside, Huo Yan was lying face down on the floor in front of the window, with his wheelchair lying beside him.
"Huo Yan!"
Lan Su ran over quickly, turned the man over with both hands, and felt his pulse, which was still beating.
"Huo Yan! Wake up!"
Then she used her index finger to feel her breath, but suddenly she heard footsteps behind her. Turning back, she saw a burly man in black rushing towards her with a Swiss knife in his hand.
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"Grandpa, it's real! It's from Blue Soda!"
In the old house, the eldest son Huo Jun went to the old man to complain, but failed to gain his trust.
"She has skinny arms and legs, she can't even hold a cup of tea, how can she hit you?"
The old man put down the blue and white porcelain teacup without even looking at him.
Huo Jun was angry and aggrieved: "I still find it strange! But there were only me and her at the time, so it must have been her!"
His grandmother held his face in her hands, distressed and anxious: "Your nose is bleeding so much, we need to go to the hospital!"
The towel covering his nose was removed, and Huo Jun turned his head to reveal the palm print on his face: "Not only that? She also slapped me!"
Grandmother's face suddenly darkened. In a family with feudal ideas, slapping someone in the face was extremely humiliating. She lost her decades of upbringing as a lady in a wealthy family in an instant. She quickly walked up to the old man and scolded him harshly:
"Your newly married daughter-in-law dares to hit your eldest brother. What will happen in the future? After all, Jun is the eldest grandson. If you don't make the decision for him, then I will!"
The old man threw down the chess piece in his hand, turned his head and looked at the thin palm print on Huo Jun's face, which was obviously left by a woman. His eyes were sharp under his drooping eyelids:
"Where are the people?"
It's time to give Lan Su a warning and dampen Huo Yan's arrogance at the same time.
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Villa, the study room at the end of the first floor.
A ghostly black shadow rushed out from the corner of the bookcase. A flash of light appeared as the shadow passed by. The Swiss dagger reflected the instantaneous light, and the tip of the knife went straight to Lan Su on the ground.
Lan Su reacted very quickly.
When he saw the knife flash, he quickly twisted his body and bent his waist, facing upward to avoid the blade, which just brushed across his nose. He put his five fingers together to form a hand knife, raised his hand to block, and blocked the black-clothed man's wrist with his forearm. With his other hand, he grabbed his arm, and his thin body slipped under his armpit. He quickly climbed to the black-clothed man's back like a leopard, knelt on one knee to his shoulder, raised his hand, and slashed the back of his neck with the hand knife.
Click!
The man in black only felt a gust of wind in front of his eyes, followed by a crack in his cervical vertebrae. Numbness quickly spread from the place where he was hit to his whole body. His blood stagnated instantly, his vision darkened, he shook his head violently twice, and fainted.
The sturdy man, who was nearly 1.9 meters tall, fell to the ground within 3 seconds of the fight, making a dull noise like a sandbag.
Lan Su didn't have time to deal with him, and immediately went to check Huo Yan's injuries. There were no wounds on his body, only a bruise on his forehead that looked like a collision, a red spot as big as an egg yolk, and no signs of being hit on his head or back of the neck.
Why did you feel dizzy?
Poisoning?
Lan Su doesn't think so.
In short, this person's life was not in danger for the time being, and what she had to do now was how to get him out of the villa. She had to ensure that he could get out, and at the same time hide her skills, otherwise, she would really carry Huo Yan out like a sandbag.
While I was thinking, there was a noise outside:
"Lan Su! Come out here!"
It was Huo Jun's voice. After cursing a few words, he nodded and flattered:
"Grandpa, Ali said that Lan Su came to the villa, she must be inside!"
Grandma was anxious: "There is no one in this yard, and Wen Xia didn't answer the phone. Grandpa, let's go in directly?"
Lan Su didn't listen to the rest of the conversation. He just laughed and said that these people came at the right time.
He lay down lazily on the ground, lying on his side on the floor next to Huo Yan, pretending to come to save Huo Yan who had been attacked and fainted.
Wait, this can't hide it from the old man's eyes. After all, she didn't have any injuries, but Huo Yan and the killer were unconscious. It would be bad if someone found out that she had skills.
She sat up, picked up the dagger on the ground, and stabbed it hard into her shoulder.
laugh--
The dagger almost penetrated her shoulder, almost leaving her with a knife and two eyes, but she just frowned, as if she didn't feel any pain at all, stabbed it hard and pulled it out quickly, letting the blood splatter and flow down. She threw the dagger away and lay on the ground.
"ah."
The unnecessary groan of fainting only made his already poor acting worse.
She closed her eyes with peace of mind, waiting for the old man and his group to find this place.
Little did she know that, in a place she couldn't see, someone who was originally unconscious opened his cold eyes, and his eyelashes with splattered blood trembled. The emotion in his eyes was unclear, and it fell on the light brown teardrop mole on his left eye.
If this guy had half the acting skills he has, he would have won an Oscar long ago.