Almighty Your Persona Has Collapsed

The middle-aged man did not expect to hear Yang Hua's words.

He was still holding the potted flower in his hand, looking at Yang Hua, his face darkened.

"Baozhu." Yang Lai raised his head, raised his hand on the wheelchair slightly, and grabbed Yang Hua's wrist. He raised his head, and shook his head invisibly towards Yang Hua.

Yang Hua didn't look at Yang Lai, but still stared at the flowerpot in the middle-aged man's hand.

Yang Lai wanted to reach out and grab Yang Hua.

Unexpectedly, there was a sudden numbness in the wrist, and the hand holding Yang Hua loosened instantly.

Hands hang down on the wheelchair.

He watched Yang Hua walk straight in front of the middle-aged man, the words stuck in his throat, and the hairs on his body stood on end.

That's the He family!

It only took a few seconds for Yang Lai to think of how to take Yang Hua out of the country afterwards!

Yang Hua had already reached in front of the middle-aged man, and reached out to take the flower pot in the middle-aged man's hand.

The middle-aged man's gaze sharpened, and he stretched out his hand, just as he was about to touch Yang Hua's arm, when suddenly his arm went numb, as if he couldn't exert any strength for a while.

In the eyes of outsiders, he just half-raised his hand, just watching Yang Hua take the flowerpot from his arms.

Yang Hua hugged the flowerpot and looked at the middle-aged man, "Sorry, this flower is very important to me, so I won't sell it."

She took a step back, the coldness on her face disappeared, and she returned to her previous appearance.

The middle-aged man looked at Yang Hua, he still couldn't exert any strength in his hands, and even found it difficult to lift his feet, and Yang Hua even had a silly look on his face.

The middle-aged man was speechless.

He is very quiet.

Yang Lai didn't know that the middle-aged man was speechless, and his hand holding the wheelchair was slightly tight.

The two guards brought by the middle-aged man were also waiting for the man's order.

He didn't speak, and the two of them didn't dare to make a move.

The atmosphere seemed to be on the brink.

"Godmother," Jiang Xinchen came out from the house, he was holding Yang Hua's coat in his hand, he was not moved by the middle-aged man, just like before, he came over and put Yang Hua's coat on her, "Aren't you cold?" ?"

Following these words, the tense atmosphere suddenly relaxed.

The middle-aged man moved his fingers, he was finally able to move, but the inner strength in his body was still very weak, he looked at Yang Hua, then at Jiang Xinchen, his eyes paused slightly on Jiang Xinchen for a while.

After about a minute, he said, "If you want to sell this potted flower, please contact me anytime."

He withdrew his gaze from looking at Yang Hua and Jiang Xinchen, and walked outside.

As soon as the middle-aged man left, Yang Lai's anger instantly relaxed.

He asked Yang Jiu to push the wheelchair, and sent Mr. He out politely.

After returning, he looked at Yang Hua and said in a deep voice, "You come in with me."

Inside the house, Yang Zhaolin and Mrs. Yang also heard the sound, looked at the serious Yang Lai, and asked, "What happened?"

Yang Lai didn't speak, but raised his head and said to Yang Zhaolin and Jiang Xinchen, "You two go upstairs."

Jiang Xinchen and Yang Zhaolin looked at each other, then went upstairs together.

Yang Zhaolin had been in the study just now, and didn't know what happened downstairs, but he came back this afternoon and saw that Mr. He, closed the door of the study, he frowned and looked at Jiang Xinchen: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Xinchen scratched his head, not quite clear, "That Mr. He seems to want to buy flowers."

Buying flowers again?

Yang Zhaolin was thoughtful.

downstairs.

Mrs. Yang still didn't know what was going on, "What does that Mr. He want to do?"

"He didn't come here today to buy your flowers." Yang Lai looked at Yang Hua, his voice became more and more serious, "He came for the flower pot of Baozhu."

I bought all the flowers in the greenhouse, just for the flower pot of Yang Hua.

"The flower of Baozhu?" Mrs. Yang looked down and looked at the flower pot in Yang Hua's hand.

She remembered this flower, the courier Yang Hua received in Xiangcheng.

She once doubted whether flowers could be grown in this hard soil.

Two months have passed, and the flower has just emerged. The stem is very thin, slightly white, like a green straw protruding from the head, with a little red jumping. Mrs. Yang has studied many flower seeds, but she has never seen Yang. This kind of flower in the hand of the flower.

Yang Hua held the flowers in her hands, not knowing what she was thinking.

After hearing Mrs. Yang's words, she came back to her senses, "This is Huoxuelian."

"Huo Xuelian?" Mrs. Yang was taken aback.

She had heard of the Tianshan snow lotus, a third-level protected plant, but she had never heard of the fire snow lotus.

But with the word "snow lotus", it should also be a rare variety.

"Baozhu, can you really not sell your snow lotus?" Mrs. Yang knew the seriousness of the matter, and the He family had to spend a lot of time to come here. This flower should not be easy.

Every man is innocent and conceives his crime.

Yang Lai also looked at Yang Hua solemnly.

Yang Hua shook her head, she held the flowerpot tightly, and said firmly, "I can't sell it."

Both Yang Lai and Mrs. Yang could hear Yang Hua's firmness, and they both fell into deep thought. If they don't sell it, the He family will make trouble again...

"Miss Baozhu, why don't you sell it?" Yang Jiu couldn't help looking at Yang Hua, he really didn't understand, "I don't think this He family is going to let it go."

Yang Hua's mood also sank.

If it is other medicinal materials, it doesn't matter if it is sold.

But this snow lotus, she cultivated it with great difficulty, how could she sell it.

This is Meng Fu's fate.

She held the flower pot tighter. She didn't know what the He family was, but since they came here for this flower, they should have recognized the potted flower.

Sure enough, big cities are still inconvenient.

Yang Hua got up, and she took out two kits from her pocket, one for Yang Lai and one for Mrs. Yang.

"What is this?" Madam Yang lowered her head.

"Take it with you, these two days, before I come back, this kit can't leave you." Yang Hua shook her head, then looked at Yang Lai and Mrs. Yang, "Brother, sister-in-law, I will send the flowers away tomorrow morning. Don't worry about the rest, you'll be fine."

After speaking, she went directly upstairs.

downstairs.

Yang Jiu looked away. Although he was nervous, he was also curious, "Mr. Yang, what kind of flowers did Miss Baozhu grow? Even the He family wants it?"

Yang Lai and Madam Yang looked at each other.

The two obviously didn't know about Yang Hua either.

But I remembered what Yang Hua said before, she said that she has a job.

It is a flower.

Reminiscent of when Yang Zhaolin said about Meng Fu before, the couple realized that Yang Hua and Meng Fu seemed to be...

Not very normal.

Yang Lai put the kit back in his pocket, he thought for a while, and asked Mrs. Yang, "Who has been to your greenhouse?"

Mrs. Yang also knew what he meant when he asked this question. Yang Lai wanted to find out who leaked the greenhouse.

"Just these people in the family, wait..." Madam Yang quickly took out her mobile phone.

Turn to your circle of friends.

There is a message I sent before in the circle of friends.

The flower house was photographed inside, and Yang Hua's potted flowers were in the corner, very inconspicuous.

Madam Yang immediately deleted this circle of friends and looked up at Yang Lai.

Yang Lai asked Yang Jiu to bring people to pay more attention recently. Seeing Mrs. Yang looking at him, he shook his head slightly, "It should be fine."

**

Ho's.

The middle-aged man didn't feel the inner strength in his body slowly recovering until he got off the car.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief, just now at Yang's house, it was really weird, why did he suddenly lose all strength?

The middle-aged man naturally didn't associate these with the Yang family, and only thought that something went wrong in his practice.

After recovering his strength, he took a deep breath and went to look for He Xiheng, but he was very afraid.

It was almost nine o'clock at this time.

"Master." He stood in the room and lowered his head.

He Xiheng raised his head, and under his gentle eyes, he could see cruelty: "Where's the thing?"

"That family doesn't sell it," the middle-aged man replied with horror: "They want to keep it for themselves."

"Not for sale?" He Xiheng smiled, his expression still gentle.

It was obviously a very warm smile, but the young man was so afraid that his teeth chattered, he quickly said: "Master, don't worry, I will definitely get it here!"

Today, his strength suddenly disappeared, so he didn't dare to make a move.

**

the next day.

Early in the morning, Yang Hua left with the flowerpot.

The He family didn't come over today.

Everything seems to be back to normal.

Meng Fu is still busy in the laboratory, and Dean Li's laboratory is very busy, but the people in the laboratory are all responsible for processing data, and do not know the core content such as the blueprint of the thruster.

Xin Shun took Xiaomengxin to familiarize himself with the procedures of the laboratory two days ago, and in the following period, he followed Meng Fu around.

The cell phone in Meng Fu's pocket rang.

She looked down and saw that it was Xu Mohuan.

M Xia: [The things have arrived. 】

Meng Fu's eyes lit up, and when the things arrived, Yang Lai's treatment could begin.

She took the phone and replied to Xu Moxuan——

【old place. 】

The old place they were talking about was that old restaurant.

Meng Fu picked up his mobile phone, sent a message, asked Dean Li for leave, and then said to Xin Shun about the matter at hand last night, "Mr. Xin, I have something to go out for."

Xin Shun raised his head, he said "hmm", then looked at Meng Fu's back, a little strangely, "Did you just send a message to someone?"

Meng Fu took his coat and was pulling up the sleeves, when he heard this, he raised his eyebrows at Xin Shun, "Yes."

"But..." Xin Shun took out his mobile phone, very puzzled, "Our mobile phone has no signal here?"

Meng Fu: "...?"

Without changing her face, she pulled up another sleeve, "Mr. Xin, go to bed early."

Xin Shun was taken aback.

Meng Fu pulled up the other sleeve unhurriedly, "What I just said was clearly 'no'."

Xin Shun doubted his ears, "Really?"

Meng Fu was very serious, his eyebrows and eyes were still calm: "That's right."

Meng Xun, who was busy with statistics, listened to everything: "..."

Meng Fu glanced at Meng Xun, then took the mask, put on the hat, and put on the mask for himself.

When leaving the research room, he collided head-on with a person.

But Meng Fu was agile, and the other party failed to hit her.

After stepping away from the other party, she pulled up the mask on the other side, and left without raising her head, bringing a burst of cold fragrance.

At the door, the young man frowned slightly, looking at the direction she left.

Xin Shun, who was doubting his own ears in the laboratory, saw the young man, and hurried over, "Student Guan! You are finally here! Come and have a look at this algorithm..."

Guan Shuxian is not as scholarly as his name, but his eyebrows and eyes are a bit rebellious. While he was going to get his coat, he glanced at the laboratory, his eyebrows and eyes were no longer angry, and his voice was a little depressed: "The laboratory is here!" A newcomer?"

"Well, here is a newcomer who is as powerful as you, and she just left. Didn't you see her when you came in?" Xin Shun wanted to educate Guan Shuxian, "Let me tell you, she is definitely more than your goddess." She looks ten times better, no, a hundred times better! She is also more powerful than your goddess... emm, three times better, how about it, are you interested?"

Guan Shuxian lacked interest, "Oh."

Xin Shun looked at Guan Shuxian like this, and hated iron for being weak, "There is no grass anywhere in the world, why did you hang yourself on a tree, and Miss Ren doesn't even look at you!"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Someone hanged himself from a tree," Guan Shuxian raised his head, he paused, "The new task assigned by the teacher this time..."

"Our new members have already taken care of it," Xin Shun glanced at him coolly, "What do you want?"

Guan Shuxian was taken aback.

**

Meng Fu is here.

She took a taxi to the entrance of the alley by herself.

Then walk all the way to the tavern.

A blue delivery truck had already parked by the door of the tavern.

Meng Fu glanced at it. She remembered that the delivery cart was still yellow when she came last time.

She opened the door curtain and went in, then greeted the old lady who was drinking with a smile: "Grandma Wang."

Grandma Wang adjusted her reading glasses, saw Meng Fu, and smiled, "Miss Meng is here."

In the depths of the tavern, Xu Moxuan was on the phone with Yu Wen, "Yes, the old place, there are still a few orders that have not been delivered, come and deliver them."

Seeing Meng Fu approaching, she hung up the phone, stepped on the stool, unladylike, and pointed to the opposite chair with her chin, "Sit."

Meng Fu pulled away the chair and sat down, looked up at Xu Mohun, pulled off his mask, and saw the simple box on the table at a glance.

She took the box to her side, didn't open it, just knocked on the box carelessly.

"What is it?" Xu Moxuan's eyebrows and eyes were very pale, and his eyes were fixed on the box without moving away.

Meng Fu held the box in her hand. Her fingers were slender, fair and delicate. She was playing with the simple box, like a handicraft, and said vaguely: "Don't worry about it."

Xu Moxuan raised his eyebrows, and poured Meng Fu a cup of tea: "Okay, don't worry."

"En." Meng Fu put the box back into his pocket, picked up the poured tea slowly, and glanced at Grandma Wang again.

Xu Moxuan's eyebrows jumped, "Don't think about it, ancestor, I don't want to provoke your family."

She added some tea to Meng Fu.

Meng Fu glanced at Xu Moxuan, and slowly uttered two words: "Excellence."

Xu Moxuan raised his cup to her.

Meng Fu tapped on the table with her fingertips, got the tools, and was short of the last medicine. She was thinking about her own things, so she didn't talk much with Xu Mohun, and left after a while.

After she left, Xu Mohuan stopped smiling.

She looked at Meng Fu's back, squinted her eyes slightly, and finally took the mobile phone and dialed an overseas call, "mask."

On the other side of the mask, he had a cigarette in his mouth and asked someone to give him medicine. After a "hiss", he said, "How is it?"

"She is good at acting, I can't see it," Xu Moling leaned on the back of the chair, "but... I have indeed seen the pattern on the box she asked for."

Xu Mohuan fell into deep thought. When she left there, she was hit by several bullets, each of which was fatal. She couldn't remember how she survived. She only knew that someone rescued her. She couldn't see the man's face clearly, but she could see To the pattern on the man's body.

That's the pattern of the blues family.

It's vague, but...

It was very similar to the pattern Meng Fu asked her to get.

"I've said it before," Mask hissed again, and he went to get the box, wasting a lot of energy, "You didn't find that the people in the group, except for the people on the killing list, have all had fatal Injury? You were shot and died. I was surrounded by five fighter jets and I was only breathless. The commander went deep into the rebel army and was seriously injured and thrown into the sea full of sharks..."

The masks are counted one by one.

Xu Mohuan was startled, she always thought this group was a coincidence.

Now that Mask said, she seemed to have got some clues, Xu Mohuan suddenly raised her head: "Then, she, she is..."

"I don't know what you think," Mask raised his hand to let the person who applied the medicine leave, he touched his purple hair, found a cigarette and bit it, "I think she is a ghost doctor, and everyone else in our group has it." There are traces to follow, there is only one great god—”

Speaking of this, Mask's voice also sank, "Have you heard of the blues legend?"

Holding the cup, Xu Mohuan narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Steal the sky and change your life." Mask said.

The price is high.

Xu Moxuan can guess the other things without the mask.

The ghost doctor who appears and disappears on Skynet.

"But," Xu Moxiu let out a sigh of relief, even though she mentioned this point, she still didn't understand a little bit, "Why did she save us?"

Saved them and brought them together.

The most incredible thing is that Mask himself doesn't know why they can get along with Louis peacefully.

Louis saw him as if he didn't see it.

Mask lay down again, with a lazy voice: "Go ask her, show your aura."

Xu Moxuan didn't feel ashamed at all, "To be honest, I dare not ask."

mask: "...heh."

**

Yang family.

night.

A man in black avoided surveillance and came to the greenhouse quietly.

The door of the greenhouse is closed.

The last pot of flowers was taken away by Yang Hua. Mrs. Yang didn't add any new flowers. The entire flower room was empty in an instant, and the gardener went home for the holiday.

The man in black looked at the empty greenhouse, frowned, and left again.

Not long after, he arrived outside and bent over to the middle-aged man, "Sir, the greenhouse is empty."

The middle-aged man turned around, with a terrifying look on his brows, "Are you empty? Why are you empty?!"

The man in black knelt down with a "plop".

The middle-aged man lowered his head and gritted his teeth: "Don't check it out for me yet!"

The man in black hurriedly got up and went back to find someone to ask.

Not long after, the middle-aged gardener was thrown in front of the man in black.

The gardener didn't dare to get up, and knelt on the ground, trembling.

The middle-aged man really looked down on him like this, lowered his head, endured disgust and said: "Where's the pot of flowers that have just sprouted in the Yang family?"

"Bao, Miss Baozhu took it away early in the morning."

"Where did you take it?" A storm was brewing in the eyes of the middle-aged man.

The gardener shook his head, his voice frightened: "No, I don't know."

The inner strength of the middle-aged man was turbulent. The gardener seemed to have been put into boiling water, and his skin was abnormally red. "Only the master and madam know..."

The middle-aged man regained his momentum.

The gardener slowly recovered.

The man in black dragged the gardener down, the middle-aged man turned his head, "Go find out where those two are."

**

Yulin box.

Old Madam Duan was holding a Buddhist bead in her hand, and looked up at Madam Yang opposite, "Drink tea."

"If you have nothing else to do, I'll leave first." Madam Yang was playing with the bag Yang Hua gave her, lowering her head, obviously not wanting to talk to Madam Duan, nor to look at her.

Mrs. Duan just looked at her: "What did you say to my son and grandson to make them not answer my phone?"

Mrs. Yang was a novelty. She raised her head and sneered, "They don't answer your call. What does it have to do with me if you go to them?"

She pulled out the chair and stood up directly, "If it's okay, I'm leaving."

go out the door.

But was stopped by Mrs. Duan's people.

"What on earth are you going to do?" Mrs. Yang turned around, and between pushing and shoving, the kit fell from her hand.

The old lady Duan bent down to pick it up.

Madam Yang took a deep breath, she turned around, "Give it to me."

The old lady Duan glanced at the kit casually, handed it to the people around her, and then looked at Mrs. Yang: "What did you tell them?"

"Crazy!" Mrs. Yang really didn't want to see Mrs. Duan.

She gave old lady Duan a cold look, pushed away the person who was blocking her, and left directly.

Several bodyguards looked at Mrs. Duan: "Madam?"

Old Madam Duan's expression was not as good as before, she shook her head, "Step by step, go to Yang's house tomorrow and return her things."

She asked people to put away the kit.

In the end, it was just an opportunity to meet the Yang family more often.

bathroom.

Mrs. Yang washed her face, turned around, and was about to leave when the back of her neck hurt and she suddenly fainted.

Waking up again, she was lying on the floor of a room.

The room was very dark, and the smell of blood and mold was very strong.

Facing a pair of black men's leather shoes.

Madam Yang raised her head and recognized the middle-aged man in front of her at a glance. Her pupils shrank, "Mr. He?"

The middle-aged man lowered his head, looked down at Mrs. Yang, and said indifferently, "Where is Yang Hua?"

Madam Yang looked at the person in front of her coldly, "I don't know."

The middle-aged man raised his hand, and beside him, a man in black came over with a barbed hook.

His inner strength was not suppressed.

The middle-aged man looked at Mrs. Yang again, "Where is Yang Hua?"

Mrs. Yang looked at the dim light, with a barbed hook, deep in her eyes, a chill and fear arose, she said: "I don't know."

The middle-aged man said indifferently: "Do it."

The man in black was extremely indifferent.

The hook pierced directly into Mrs. Yang's lute bone, and a pain so sharp that it pierced the soul arose. Cold sweat broke out on the back of Mrs. Yang's forehead instantly, and her hands were shaking. She gritted her teeth, but did not make a sound.

"It's really tough, I advise you to cooperate and tell me where Yang Hua is." The middle-aged man was obviously used to this kind of capital punishment, he lowered his head and looked at Mrs. Yang viciously, "You will suffer less, you should know who we are."

Madam Yang looked at him coldly, but still did not speak.

In the early years, she followed Yang Lai to travel all over the world, and she never experienced any hardships.

Can bear it.

The middle-aged man raised his hand again, another round of torture.

I don't know how long it took, but the smell of blood in the secret room became stronger.

Mrs. Yang is already in a coma.

The man in black looked at the middle-aged man, and said cautiously, "This person is the wife of the richest man. Someone died here, and he is still an ordinary person. The Patriarch may not be able to pass the test..."

The middle-aged man's eyebrows darkened, "Trash, throw her back!"

"boom--"

The black car was not far from the hotel, leaving the unconscious Mrs. Yang on the side of the road.

not far away.

The old lady Duan stopped by the side of the road to see the matter clearly.

The middle-aged man casually glanced at the parked car of the old lady Duan. He was not afraid, and even curled his lips ironically, got into the car and drove off.

Beside old lady Duan, the young man's teeth were chattering: "Old, old lady...that's..."

They all know Mrs. Yang's clothes.

They all came out too, that black car, that was the logo of the He family.

"Old lady, how did they offend the He family?!" In the good class, the driver came back to his senses, gasped, and couldn't hide his horror.

This year, the direct line of the He family was very popular.

They were well taken care of by the Military Association, and they acted extremely arrogantly, even the Su family didn't care about them.

The Su family is big, but they keep a low profile. The head of the Ren family is not in good health and doesn't cause much trouble.

That's why the He family is acting extremely arrogantly.

The old lady Duan also saw this scene at this time. She closed her eyes after just one glance, with a prayer bead in her hand and a kit in the other hand: "Drive the car over."

The car stopped beside Mrs. Yang.

Mrs. Duan didn't get out of the car, she just lowered the window and threw the kit in her hand on Mrs. Yang.

Originally, she wanted to take the opportunity to win over the Yang family, and she saw Meng Fu's potential.

Now that Mrs. Yang has offended the prosperous He family, Mrs. Duan instantly withdraws her thoughts.

No longer thinking about repairing the relationship with the Yang family.

She raised the car window and closed her eyes again: "Go."

The driver looked at Mrs. Yang who was almost dying, and lowered his voice: "Old lady, but young lady..."

The old lady Duan said indifferently, "Don't worry about her, let's go."

Her hand shaking the prayer beads was trembling.

**

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Wrote 12,000, the blood tank is empty, let's continue the appointment with a monthly ticket! ~~~