The Path of Evolution

"Woof!"

"Woof woof!"

In the lobby, the strange and shy sound of the poodle came.

Han Lina's ventriloquism is quite good, and she can bring Future No. 1 to climax one after another.

Deng Pan's face was ashen and he winked at Wen Qinghe.

Wen Qinghe couldn't stand it anymore. He put his palm on Han Lina's back, and a force passed through her.

According to Wen Qinghe's judgment, Han Lina should have been affected by some kind of illusion, and he had a way to solve it. But when his skill was passed on, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, and the culprit in Han Lina's body was not found at all. It was as if Han Lina was a psychopath and there was no cure.

Just kidding, Zhao's current blood pupil technique cannot be cracked by just Wen Qinghe.

Even if the fat chef takes action personally, it may not be easy.

In desperation, Wen Qinghe had no choice but to use force and tried to take the poodle away from Han Lina's arms.

With this tugging, Han Lina accidentally bit the poodle in an indescribable part, causing the dog to scream in pain.

Injured beasts are the most terrifying, and the same is true for injured genetic creatures.

Future No. 1's canine teeth stretched out and bit Wen Qinghe's wrist hard, causing the latter to let go in desperation.

At the same time, the poodle jumped on Han Lina and bit her wildly.

In just a few seconds, Han Lina's face was covered with blood, and her appearance was inevitable.

There were several deep blood marks on her chest. Even if they were healed, they would still leave ugly scars.

"How dignified!"

The fat chef who was sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai finally couldn't stand it anymore.

He waved his hand lightly, and Wen Qinghe, Han Lina and the poodle were swept out of the lobby by an invisible force.

There were still some minions outside waiting for instructions. This gave Wen Qinghe a step down. He quickly calmed the poodle, and then sent someone to drive Han Lina to the hospital.

In the lobby, a situation of 2 people vs 2 people vs 2 people formed, which seemed quite harmonious.

It's a pity that Deng Pan was in a very disharmonious mood. He slapped the table and stood up, saying in a deep voice: "Zhao Hao, a gentleman should not speak but do his actions. Are you not afraid of retribution for doing such an unsightly thing to a weak woman?"

"You have made such a 'weak woman' do so many unsightly things, and you are not afraid of retribution. What should I be afraid of?" Zhao Hao smiled coldly: "We live in a society governed by the rule of law, and everything must be based on evidence. Who are you?" Did you see me doing something to your weak woman?"

Deng Pan was so angry that his face turned green, and he said bitterly: "Everyone here is a sensible person. Everyone knows whether you did it or not!"

"You are forcing me to take the blame. Can I think that you are slandering me or insulting me?" When Zhao Hao said this, he suddenly burst out with a thunderous momentum: "How did your family teach you? Didn’t I tell you that a true person should not be insulted?”

The momentum was so terrifying that Deng Pan opened his mouth wide and was speechless, and fell to the ground.

Bang bang bang bang!

A group of subordinates waiting for orders in the yard outside were even worse than Deng Pan. They all fell to the ground with pale faces.

Xi Yuantu and the middle-aged man's scalps were numb. They felt the momentum passing before their eyes, which was a warning. In other words, if Zhao Hao wanted to target the two of them, they would end up worse than Deng Pan. It would not be unusual for an insulator like Xi Yuantu to be shocked to death on the spot.

The two of them simultaneously remembered the legend that had been circulating for many years in a certain small circle.

A true person should not be insulted. This is an ancient saying that everyone in the spiritual world knows.

Throughout the ages, once a real person is angered, no one can afford the consequences.

Even today, with the rapid development of science and technology, a third-level real person is equivalent to a nuclear deterrent.

"Young man, what a trick." The fat chef was not affected by Zhao Hao's coercion at all. He praised him, reached out to help Deng Pan, whose hands and feet were weak, and then said with a smile: "It would be too disrespectful to the owner to do anything in this place. I respect you, why don’t you and I go find a secluded place outside to spar?”

"Wait!"

With a weak voice, Cang Yun walked in with the support of Yue Rou.

The haggard landlady gained an endearing temperament, and still maintained her hostess' bearing. She said calmly and generously: "These visitors are guests. I, a woman, don't want to get involved in your personal grudges. I just ask that you don't come to my house." The old man did something offensive to the deceased.”

"Xiao Yun is right, if there is a conflict, go out and resolve it." Xi Yuantu stood up and said very gracefully: "Xiao Yun, you have been tired these days. Staying in your hometown will only arouse emotions and increase sadness. Why not follow Let me go to the capital to relax together, you are still young and there are still many things waiting for you to do."

As soon as these words came out, even Deng Pan had no time to resent Zhao Hao and looked directly at Cang Yun.

Although the Deng family has real people in charge, they don't dare to be tough on Xi Yuantu.

The two parties have reached a tacit understanding, and in a sense, it is fair competition between the two.

The decision is left to Cang Yun, whoever she chooses will be the one.

Of course, this kind of fairness is limited to Xi Yuantu and Deng Pan.

If a third person jumps out to compete, then this person is not facing fairness, but becomes a public enemy.

Once Cang Yun makes a choice, the result is foretold.

Under the anxious gaze of everyone, Cang Yun made her choice: "Thank you Mr. Xi for your kindness, I want to stay. I am the only one left in the Cang family, and I want to inherit his will for what my eldest brother has not finished. .”

Deng Pan was determined. Since Cang Yun did not choose Xi Yuantu, the Deng family could operate in their own way.

"Xiao Yun, the land of Xiaoxiang is full of outstanding people. It doesn't matter if you stay. The teacher believes that you have the ability to revitalize the Cang family." The fat chef spoke, with the tone of a teacher who cares about his students, and then made a twist: "You are the only one left in the Cang family. A single seedling, if you want to revitalize the Cang family, you have to carry on the family line first, right? Xiao Pan and you have known each other for many years, and we are a rare good match. Today, I rely on my old age to arrange your marriage. The teacher will make the decision about your future children. The first boy who comes down can be named Cang!"

The fat chef is very honest, and he really relies on his old skills to show off his skills, and has the attitude of forcing the decision.

Deng Pan waited quietly for the result. He didn't need to speak at this time. The fat chef answered him ten times in one sentence.

"What the teacher said is absolutely true. I also want to find a good-looking person to continue the family legacy. I will seriously consider the teacher's suggestion." Cang Yun did not refuse, and said very tactfully: "My parents left early, and my brother left me It’s not easy to raise him, both emotionally and rationally, so I have to stay filial piety for my brother for three years.”

In ancient times, people observed filial piety and often did not marry or enter official positions for several years.

Everyone present was understanding, and they knew that Cang Yun was stalling for time.

She didn't want to agree to either of them, so she would wait for three years.

"Xiaoyun, what age is this? You are a feudal superstition!" Deng Pan finally couldn't help it anymore.

"That's not necessarily true. The country has insisted on promoting traditional culture for many years. Mr. Canglong is a universal hero. The relevant departments have agreed to bury him according to the ancient method. It is reasonable for Miss Cangyun to observe mourning for three years." The middle-aged man next to Xi Yuantu stood up and spoke. For them, a three-year delay is not necessarily a bad thing.

The Deng family did not want to have long nights and sleepy nights. The fat chef signaled Deng Pan to calm down and immediately said: "Filial piety comes first, and it is only natural for you to keep filial piety for your brother. Xiao Yun, why don't you and Xiao Pan go to the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow to get the certificate? , the wedding can be postponed and officially held in three years, that’s it!”

Cang Yun's face turned pale. This time, her routine didn't work.

They originally wanted the Deng family and the Xi family to restrain each other, but they didn't know that the fat chef was so powerful.

But she had already rejected Xi Yuantu just now, and it was impossible for the other party to stand up and protect her at this time.

To put it bluntly, even if Xi Yuantu tried to protect her, the price would be her marrying Mr. Xi, which did not change the situation.

Just as the landlady was feeling despair, a seemingly uncontrollable laughter came from the lobby: "Old man, your words are very funny. I don't even understand your logic. Now that you have said it, Teacher Cang Yun's filial piety is a matter of course. , so from now on she is already observing filial piety. If you ask her to go get the certificate tomorrow, doesn’t it count as a marriage? Is this appropriate?"