beauty hunter

Chapter 476: Zero-degree tofu is not delicious

Chapter 476 The tofu at zero degree is not delicious

A big fish floated up with its white belly turned over. I don’t know if it was dead or something, but it was motionless. It turned out to be a tiger fish.

Wen Yan reminded: "Quickly find a place to keep her warm!"

The two young men came to their senses at the same time and picked up the girl, one on the left and the other on the right.

Wen Yan realized something was wrong and saw that the girl had closed her eyes and her face was extremely green. He was shocked and stood up quickly and said, "Wait! She is dying!"

Both young men saw the girl's appearance, and one of them panicked: "What should I do? We still have to walk for at least ten minutes from the house!"

Wen Yan said flatly: "Let me handle it!" He stretched out his hand and untied her clothes. He felt that the tentacles were extremely cold, and he was horrified in his heart.

There won't be anyone killed, right? If something happens to her, it will be tragic!

The two of them were at a loss for a moment, so they had no choice but to hold the man hostage and wait for him to deal with it.

Wen Yan made a series of movements, and in a short time the girl was stripped down to her underwear.

A young man asked in surprise: "What are you doing?"

"If we don't take off her clothes, won't she freeze to death?" Wen Yan said angrily, "You take off your coat, he takes off his pants, quick!"

The two of them reacted and hurriedly followed their words.

Wen Yan only felt that his body was cold. He took off his clothes in a few seconds until he was left with only his underwear. A thin layer of ice had formed on his delicate skin, and the chill penetrated into his body. Wen Yan had no time to care about himself, so he casually put the clothes next to him.

The two men dropped their masks, wiped them briefly on the girl's body a few times, then took the clothes and pants they handed over and put them on the girl.

The tall and thin young man couldn't help but remind him: "Her underwear is also wet."

Wen Yan had already planned. He reached into his clothes, tore off her underwear and panties, pulled them out, and threw them into the lake.

A thought flashed through my mind.

This girl's 32c size is pretty good.

Another short and stocky young man next to him saw that his body was slippery with melting ice and water, and couldn't help but said: "Aren't you cold?"

Wen Yan shouted: "Hold her!"

Both of them were wearing autumn clothes and long trousers, barely resisting the cold, and lifted the girl up.

Wen Yan pressed his hands on her forehead at the same time and tapped it gently.

In less than ten seconds, the girl shuddered and opened her eyes.

Wen Yan shouted again: "Stay awake, I'll help you get some heat!" He moved his hands down her cheeks, one hand fell on the center of her chest, and the other hand fell on her lower abdomen, pushing hard.

The girl weakly exclaimed: "Smelly... gangster! Let... let me go!"

"Xiaoying, don't move, he's saving you!" the tall, thin young man said hurriedly.

The girl felt Wen Yan's hand pressing randomly on her chest without saying a word, and the other hand pressed towards her lower abdomen from time to time. She was anxious, struggling and shouting: "What are you doing...? Stop it quickly...

Him! He’s taking advantage of me!”

But when the two of them saw that her face turned from green to rosy, they both knew that what Wen Yan did was quite effective, so they fixed her tightly together to prevent her from struggling and doing bad things.

After pressing for five or six minutes, Wen Yan breathed a sigh of relief and stopped and said: "Okay! Now take her to her residence to keep warm." Just now he kept stimulating the girl's pulse and qi, which caused the most important ### and heart in the human body.

Keep the temperature warm, otherwise these two areas will be frostbitten, which will easily lead to irreversible sequelae.

The two young men were so cold that they were eager to go back. They were about to help her leave, and the stocky young man who gave his pants to the girl suddenly stumbled and almost fell.

Wen Yan grabbed the girl and him at the same time. Knowing that the young man's legs were stiff due to being frozen for a long time, he said, "Forget it, I'll carry her on my back and lead the way!" and carried the girl directly on his back.

The girl wanted to struggle, but she was still weak and had no choice but to let him carry her on his back. She could only scream angrily: "I'm going to kill you!"

The stocky young man moved a few times and said, "It's okay, let's go!"

Wen Yan carried her on his back and followed the two young men towards the other end of the lake, not forgetting to say: "There is a limit to ungratefulness. I just saved you!"

The girl cried: "You sucked my oil!"

Wen Yan said angrily: "That's it! Your breasts are almost as hard as stone, and you can't feel them at all. How delicious is zero-degree tofu?"

"You!" The girl was speechless, and she was so angry that she couldn't speak.

The two people next to them were both embarrassed, but they were also amused in their hearts.

But when they saw that Wen Yan's almost naked body was still covered with ice water, they both felt horrified.

Isn't this guy really cold?

Ten minutes later, another steeply rising cliff appeared in the distance.

Wen Yan looked intently and saw a row of wooden houses standing quietly in front of the cliff, and couldn't help but be slightly surprised.

This is where the Song family lives? It looks a bit crude no matter how you look at it, and it doesn't look like a family that can use such high-end equipment as a molecular eavesdropper.

"Uncle Song! Uncle Song!" Before he could get closer, the tall and thin young man called out.

Wen Yan immediately became energetic.

I never expected that I would find Song He!

The wooden door of one of the wooden houses opened, and a man walked out, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and a stern expression.

Wen Yan stopped in front of the house and asked in shock: "Who are you?"

Not to mention the completely different face, even if you look at his age, this guy is definitely not over thirty years old, and of course he is not Song He!

Damn!

After thinking for a long time, this "Uncle Song" does not refer to Song He!

"Who is he?" Uncle Song asked cautiously.

"Deal with Xiaoying first. She fell into the lake just now and is freezing to death!" the tall, thin young man said urgently.

Uncle Song had already seen the girl on Wen Yan's back and immediately said, "Come here quickly!"

...

Half an hour later, Wen Yan put on a set of Uncle Song's old clothes and sat by the fire in the house to warm himself.

There were only him and the stocky young man in the room. The latter had also put on his trousers and was monitoring Wen Yan.

In another room, Uncle Song and the tall, thin young man were dealing with the girl, but for a moment they were too distracted to examine Wen Yan.

"What's your uncle Song's name?" Wen Yan looked at the short and stocky young man.

But the guy shook his head and said, "I can't tell you. Uncle Master will come and talk to you naturally after he's done with it."

Wen Yan refused to give up and said, "Where has that Uncle Yan gone?"

The guy still shook his head: "I won't tell."

Wen Yan finally understood why Uncle Song didn't let the tall, thin young man monitor him. It was because the tall, thin young man's mouth was obviously much looser than the short and stocky guy.

After a few minutes, the door was pushed open, and Uncle Song walked in. He closed the door behind his back and said coldly: "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

Wen Yan blinked: "It seems more polite to introduce yourself before speaking."

Uncle Song's face darkened: "You answer whatever I ask, otherwise I have the right to control your life and death here!"

"You think I'm scared?" Wen Yan curled his lips, "Who do you think you are?"

"Humph, you are in the private area of ​​my house. As the master, of course I have the right to deal with it!" Uncle Song said with a straight face, "I ask again, who are you? What are you doing here?"

Wen Yan said in surprise: "The private area of ​​​​your home? That's strange, isn't it on the mountain?"

Uncle Song said proudly: "The entire Mingfeng is the backyard of my Song family, what's so strange about this! For the last time, who are you? What are you doing here?"

Wen Yan recovered from his surprise and asked tentatively: "If I don't tell you, will you find someone else to judge me?"

Uncle Song's eyes suddenly changed, and he suddenly stretched out his claws.

Wen Yan didn't expect him to take action as soon as he said so. Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough and leaned back, easily avoiding the opponent's capture.

Uncle Song let out a sigh, stood up and stepped over the fire like lightning, his fists like the wind.

Wen Yan parried four or five of his moves in succession and shouted, "Hey, hey! Just keep talking, don't do anything!"

This Uncle Song's skills were obviously much higher than those of the previous seven. His hands were fast and his feet were strong, but Wen Yan was unable to defeat Wen Yan with several consecutive moves. He was surprised in his heart and accelerated his attacks, punching and kicking for a while.

, and Wen Yan surrounded the fire and fought hard.

The stocky young man retreated to the door early, originally wanting to prevent Wen Yan from escaping, but after watching a few more rounds, he couldn't help but stare.

Even though Wen Yan only defended but did not attack, everyone could see that he dealt with it easily and was much better than Master Song!

"That's enough!" Wen Yan took a few more strikes, but when he saw that the opponent had no intention of stopping, he swung down and punched, no longer avoiding or blocking, but directly hit the opponent's fist.

Click!

Uncle Song's expression suddenly changed, he covered his hands and took three steps back, shouting: "Who the hell are you!"

Seeing that there was no chance of him asking about Song He's location, Wen Yan's heart skipped a beat, and he launched a series of powerful moves. In less than three rounds, he had pushed Uncle Song to the ground and hit him on the back of both shoulders.

With one strike, the opponent's pulse energy was destroyed, and then he retreated.

Uncle Song was very tough. Even though he was in severe pain, he got up without saying a word and rushed towards Wen Yan without retreating. At the same time, he shouted: "Go and send the signal!"

The stocky young man immediately understood that his uncle was trying to delay time for him, so he hurried out.

Wen Yan originally wanted to stop him, but then he changed his mind and stopped. He kicked Uncle Song over and then hit him hard on the waist.

Uncle Song couldn't bear it any longer and screamed out in pain. He felt weak in his lower body and couldn't get up!

Wen Yan leisurely sat back by the fire: "I hope your family will move quickly." He heard a "whoosh" sound coming from outside, like a signal flare or something.

Uncle Song reluctantly said: "If you dare to offend my Song family, you will die!"

Wen Yan paid no attention to what he was saying, and pondered while stirring the wood on the fire.

Since they were sending a signal, the place they wanted to warn must be far away. In other words, this place should be nothing more than a sentinel point or something like that.

Combined with the fact that the man named Song just said, "The whole Mingfeng is the backyard of my Song family", Wen Yan couldn't help but be speechless.

The territory of the Song family is quite large!

"Who are you, Song He?" Wen Yan suddenly asked.

"Sure enough, you have ulterior motives!" Uncle Song reluctantly said, "First tell me why you are here, otherwise I won't say anything!"

"Okay, I'm here to find Song He." Wen Yan said cheerfully, "Now it's your turn."

"Huh?" Uncle Song never expected that he would suddenly become so cheerful, and instead he was dumbfounded.

Wen Yan was about to ask more questions when the voice of a short and stocky young man suddenly came from outside the door: "Master...Uncle Master...Zhuangli called...and said...that he wanted to talk to him..."

Wen Yan frowned, stood up, walked over, and grabbed the phone from the other person's hand.

"Hello?"

"I never thought you would find this."

Wen Yan suddenly became energetic.

Songhe!

"Hurry up and see me, or let me go in to find you, otherwise I will kill everyone here!" Wen Yan threatened.

"Haha, do you dare?" Song He's voice was full of sarcasm, "If you touch anyone there, I will make it up to your apprentice!"