My Beautiful CEO Chapter 1788

Qin Hai had no way to explain Golden Light's origins to Old Man Zhao, so he might as well misunderstand. He then asked Old Man Zhao, "Oh right, does the Mao Mountain Sect have any suitable martial arts for women?"

Previously, Qin Hai had tried to train Lin Qingya, Zeng Rou, and the others in his nameless cultivation technique, but the effect was not good. Qin Hai had tried to train Lin Qingya, Zeng Rou, and the others in his nameless cultivation technique, but the effect was not good.

Old Man Zhao nodded. "That's true. In the past, our Mao Mountain Sect had an ancestor named the Blue Mist Daoist Master. The cultivation technique she cultivates is called the Heart Cleansing Formula, which is just right for females to cultivate."

With that, Old Man Zhao took out a booklet from his bag and handed it to Qin Hai. Qin Hai flipped through the booklet. It contained the method to cultivate the Heart Cleansing Formula.

After Old Man Zhao left, Qin Hai handed the Heart Cleansing Spell to Zeng Rou, "My martial arts are not suitable for you. You can practice this."

Ceng Rou took it and looked through it. She then sat on Qin Hai's lap and said with a greasy voice, "Can I become a land deity like you after practicing this? If it's possible, then I'll practice it! "

Qin Hai smiled, "What land immortals? Don't listen to Old Zhao's nonsense. But I just saw that this Heart Cleansing Tactic is very powerful. With you two cultivating together with me, I'm not sure how far you can go in the future."

"Then you have to teach me!" Zeng Rou charmingly said.

After being grinded by Zeng Rou's supple and curvy b.u.t.t, Qin Hai almost stood up straight. He smiled bitterly, "How can I teach you to sit on my lap like this?"

"Didn't you just say that you could cooperate with a dual cultivation technique? Isn't that perfect!" Zeng Rou wrapped her arms around Qin Hai's neck and whispered into his ear, "I really want to see what the Earth Immortal looks like in bed."

The heck!

The female demon started using the Art of Soulreaper again. Qin Hai could no longer maintain his composure. Amidst Zeng Rou's charming laughter, he grabbed the female demon who was trying to kill him and strode into the room.

… ….

Late at night.

A black figure appeared outside the east wall of the Cloud Prefecture Police Station.

After waiting for a while, the person quickly climbed over the iron fence, crouched beside a low holly tree, and sped toward the police station building.

There was a total of five floors in the Cloud Prefecture's police building. The black figure easily grabbed the window on the second floor with a single leap, then flipped around and entered the building.

It was very quiet in the police station during the second half of the night. Other than the few policemen on duty, the entire building was silent.

The person was dressed in black and had a black robe covering his head. He quickly arrived at the third floor of the police station and opened a steel door of the interrogation room with only a single steel wire.

Han Jinsong was in the interrogation room. His left hand was cuffed to the edge of the bed and he was snoring loudly. The black-clothed man came to Han Jinsong's side and pushed him awake before quickly covering his nose and mouth. He said in a low voice, "Follow me!"

Han Jinsong looked at the man in black with surprise. When he took his hand away, he immediately asked excitedly, "You were sent by my father?"

"Cut the c.r.a.p. If you want to live, come with me!"

The man in black seemed to be very impatient. After opening the handcuffs on Han Jinsong's wrist, he dragged him to the door and observed for a moment before immediately rus.h.i.+ng out with Han Jinsong. They followed the same route to the window where the man in black entered the police station building.

"Jump down!" The black-clothed man pushed Han Jinsong towards the window.

Han Jinsong looked down and was frightened to the point that his face turned pale. However, in the end, his desire to survive had the upper hand. He closed his eyes and jumped out of the window.

At the moment he landed, there was a crisp "crack" sound. Han Jinsong's ankle had twisted ninety degrees. At the same time, he fell heavily onto the ground, letting out a blood-curdling screech.

The black clothed man swiftly jumped down from the second floor and roared softly, "Tras.h.!.+" Then, he grabbed Han Jinsong and ran toward the iron fence in front of them.

However, they didn't run far before a few policemen rushed out from the first floor's entrance. A few powerful lights illuminated the black clothed man and Han Jinsong until they were nowhere to be seen.

"Don't move, otherwise we'll open fire!" When the policemen on duty saw Han Jinsong standing next to the man in black, they were shocked and immediately pulled out their guns.

However, the African man did not slow down in the slightest. Instead, he accelerated towards the iron fences.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The three policemen shot at almost the same time. The man in black seemed to have paused for a moment, but in the end, he grabbed Han Jinsong and easily crossed the iron fence after the gunshot sounded. Then, they got into the car beside the road and disappeared without a trace.

Half an hour later, a black car stopped outside a hidden villa in the southern suburbs of Yunzhou. The moment the car stopped, the villa's door opened and the car drove into the courtyard.

A black-clothed man alighted and dragged out a person from the back seat. It was Han Jinsong. However, the boy's face was pale and his body was covered in blood. He was already on the verge of death.

"How is it, did you manage to save him?"

A few people came out of the villa to welcome them. The one leading the charge was Han Lei. He anxiously ran in front of the black-clothed man and immediately saw Han Jinsong.

"Son!" Han Lei was stunned for a moment, then pounced over. With a blood-curdling screech, he shook Han Jinsong with all his might.

But from start to finish, Han Jinsong did not open his eyes to look at him, and the hole on Han Jinsong's head was still dripping with blood.

Han Lei finally loosened his grip on Han Qian. After which, he grabbed onto the clothes of the black clothed person and furiously roared, "Why? "Why would it be like that? Didn't you say that you would ensure his safety?"

The black clothed man pushed Han Lei away, then he took off the mask on his face. It was that fifty year old middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man snorted: "Who asked him to be so stupid. Jumping down from the second floor would break his leg! "Don't worry, he's not dead yet!"

With that, the middle-aged man strode into the villa.

Han Lei blankly stared at Han Jinsong on the ground. Seeing the terrifying b.l.o.o.d.y hole on his head, his tears suddenly couldn't stop flowing down. Then, he completely collapsed next to Han Jinsong.

After entering the villa, the middle-aged man changed out of his black night-clothes and followed the hidden pa.s.sageway to the bas.e.m.e.nt.

An old man sat cross-legged on the bed. He looked at the middle-aged man and asked, "Is everything done?"

"That kid broke his leg when he jumped off a building, alerting the police. As a result, he was shot in the head. Although he hasn't died yet, he won't be able to hold on for long."

Being shot in the head and being unable to be taken to the hospital meant certain death.

The old man was silent for a moment. "Try your best to maintain it. After the money is paid, just send them on their way."

The middle-aged man revealed a sinister smile, "I also think so. As long as the money is in our account, Han Li will be of no use." When he dies, no one will know that it was us. "

Kavan, this chapter is for tonight.

Sitting in front of the computer for a few hours, smoking half a pack, almost unable to write a word, sorry!

(End of chapter)

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