Chapter 14 Ability
Lengqun's tone of accusing Zhao Lang made Zhao Xixun very uncomfortable, and his people, it is not the turn of others to teach.
Seeing that Leng Qun was silent with the pig's liver in his face, he didn't run on him any more, he just said, "Don't worry, Ah Lang is measured."
"Well, I've already called his family and made arrangements. The car." Zhao Lang explained with a blank expression.
Of course, this belated explanation might as well not be explained. Leng Qun's face became even more gloomy when he heard it.
Zhao Xixun couldn't control what he was thinking, if he had just played with him slowly before, but now, he is not so leisurely.
He arranged the work resolutely and orderly, and the orders were conveyed in an orderly manner, and the people under him performed their duties.
"Okay, this is the end of today's meeting. Please go back and do your own work well, and let the meeting go!"
Zhao Xixun spoke, as always, concisely and clearly. After speaking, he got up and left, followed by Zhao Lang.
"Master, where are we going now?" Zhao Lang quickly asked when he saw that he was going to the underground garage.
"Wang Family Research Institute." He needed to confirm some things in person.
While driving, Zhao Lang frowned when he saw the green plants on the side of the road, "Master, it's not right for me to look at these green plants..."
Zhao Xixun was closing his eyes, and when he heard this, he opened his eyes and looked aside, The eyes under the golden glasses darkened, and he frowned, "It's really not right, in just half a day, the withered green plants are all rotten, and the ones that survived tenaciously are extremely lush, if something goes wrong, there will be monsters, Alang, be careful. ."
"Um..." Zhao Lang was absorbed in, not daring to neglect.
Zhao Xixun frowned and looked at the scene outside, and his mind was full of thoughts. At this moment, he saw...
"Stop the car..."
"Ah..." Not far away, among the rose bushes, suddenly stretched out a long the flower branches, whipping the pedestrians on the roadside.
"Run..."
With the terrified cries of pedestrians, the street corner was already chaotic, and the frightened crowd scurried like headless flies.
Huazhi slapped the crowd frantically, attacking indiscriminately, and many people were too late to dodge, and their hands and faces were scratched by the sharp thorns on the flower branch.
Fortunately, it was late autumn, and I wore a lot of clothes, otherwise it would be even worse.
Zhao Lang stopped the car, rushed forward, grabbed the flower branch with his bare hands, wrapped it around his arm, wrapped it twice, and lifted it hard, the flower branch was torn apart, making a sharp creaking sound.
Because of his inertia, Zhao Lang took a step back and stood still. The hand wrapped around the flower branch was inevitably injured by the flower thorn, and the blood shed bright red, dripping on the ground, like a little red plum.
Zhao Xixun frowned and stared at the flowers, his ears trembled a few times, and he was a little puzzled. Just now... Did he hear it wrong? How could he hear screams in the flowers?
"Master." Zhao Lang threw away the broken branch on his hand, flicked the blood on his hand, and came to Zhao Xixun without caring.
Some of the fresh blood was thrown into the flowers, and in places where no one could see, it was quickly absorbed by the new branches that quietly emerged, and then they hid back.
Zhao Xixun stared sharply at the flowers, only to see that the flowers trembled a few times as if being blown by the breeze.
However, it was clear that there was no wind just now.
He turned around and was looking for some tools when he saw that Zhao Lang's hand was still dripping blood, and immediately said, "Go and treat the wound first."
"No, a little injury, it's not in the way. It's dangerous here, I have to guard it. Protect your safety by your side." Zhao Lang didn't care about the injury on his hand, he watched the surroundings vigilantly, and he didn't relax for a moment. Zhao Xixun
sighed helplessly. His valet was fine in everything, but he was too good, so he was worried. He took out a handkerchief from his pocket and threw it on him, "Tie the wound first."
Trembling slightly, "Thank you, young master."
Unfamiliar people would never have imagined that when they saw it, this was his smile.
He was very moved in his heart, the young master was so kind to him, he must protect him.
Some of the injured and frightened people around them left the place quickly after they escaped the danger, and some were curious and watching the fun, hiding in the corner to observe this side.
Zhao Xixun found a steel pipe in a store not far away, weighed it in his hand, and then walked to the flower bush, and waved it without saying a word.
"Young master, I'll do it."
"No, you are injured, stand aside." What
a joke, call a wounded person to charge, he is not that bad.
While speaking, he had already swayed out with a stick and slammed into the flowers, "Squeak..."
It was the same voice that came from the flowers again.
Zhao Xixun continued, stick after stick, and after a while, the lush flowers were already terrible.
The person who could not see it far away commented on Zhao Xixun with a screeching screeching comment. Some of them were bold, they walked out, and went to get tools. They wanted to hit him with a few sticks.
Here, Zhao Xixun stopped the movement in his hand and frowned deeply. He was sure that he heard it correctly, there was indeed a "squeak" in the flowers, and when he hit the flower path, it would make a sound.
"Alang, did you hear the squeak?"
Zhao Lang wondered why, "Ah? Are there mice here? Why didn't I hear it?"
Zhao Xixun pursed his lips, saying that, only he heard it, he Contemplative for a while.
The two men took the steel pipe and went to the flower bush. They waved at the flower bush, and kept cursing, "Let you beat me, how crazy you are..."
But they didn't see that a brand new branch was on the way. His head appeared slightly from the ground, waiting for an opportunity to move.
The two of them got tired after waving a few times. They threw the steel pipe in their hands and planned to leave. At this moment, the branches sprang out and quickly wrapped around a man's neck. With a scream, the man was dragged to the burnt-flower bush. middle……
The blood overflowed from the man's neck and was quickly absorbed by the branches. Soon the man was drained of blood, and the flowers that had been destroyed were instantly rejuvenated and flourished. .
The flower branches drained the blood of human beings, and they were twice as thick. They seemed to be refreshed, energetic, and had the power of revenge.
Seeing it rushing towards Zhao Xixun quickly, it can remember how this man ravaged it just now.
"Be careful, young master." Zhao Lang saw that the branch was about to hit his young master, and a force from nowhere swung out from the injured hand, and a flame collided with the branch...
"Squeak... "The
branch seemed to have been greatly injured and shrank back all of a sudden.
It happened so suddenly, Zhao Lang looked at his hand and was stunned.
A light flashed across Zhao Xixun's eyes, as if he had thought of something, and said a little excitedly, "Alang, go ahead, burn this bunch of flowers for me."
"Ah? Oh, yes..."
(End of this chapter)