Chapter 1091: Memories of Xicheng, Qin Ruan Also Fell Into the Quagmire

Nicholas saw the tenderness on Huo Yunqian's face through the glass door, and rubbed his eyes with some doubts about life.

Is this man really the decisive and decisive Mr. Huo?

In the room just now, he had sharp eyebrows and an aura that seemed restrained but was actually aggressive.

The man hugging Qin Ruan outside the door has soft eyebrows and smooth facial features, which makes him look even more gentle and refined.

Nicholas looked at the petite Qin Ruan, nestling in Huo Yunqian's arms. Thinking of her mysterious ability to control puppets, he felt an indescribable sense of disobedience.

In other words, when the couple was deeply in love, it made him feel unreal.

The auras they released when they each exerted their courage seemed to be more real. They were not good people in the first place, so why should they give people the wrong impression of how easy they were to get along with.

Huo Yunzhen, who was holding Qin Ruan, noticed Nicholas's gaze. His mandible, which could be called a perfect line, rested on Qin Ruan's head. He warned in a warm and uneasy voice: "We have recently been matched with Huo Zhi and the others, a member of the Tianxing Team. An energy weapon to kill evil spirits.

If something happens, stop protecting them and let them rush ahead. Protect yourself as soon as possible. "

Qin Ruan nodded and said obediently: "Yes, I understand."

She knew that the energy weapons of the Skywalkers were dozens of times more expensive than ordinary weapons. Those things were very precious.

They let go of each other, and the soft light of tenderness flashed in their eyes.

Huo Yunji rubbed Qin Ruan's hair: "Go ahead and come back early."

"good--"

Qin Ruan turned and left, squinting at Nicholas in the reception room with slightly narrowed fox eyes before leaving.

This look was full of threats. Nicholas felt cold all over and subconsciously touched his arm. He felt that Qin Ruan was dissatisfied with his interruption.

Huo Yunji watched Qin Ruan leave, and gently rubbed his fingertips hanging by his side, feeling a little nostalgic about the touch he had just had on Qin Ruan.

Nicholas walked out of the reception room and was about to talk to Mr. Huo when the other party left without even looking at him.

At this moment, the third master completely gave up on his own cultivation.

Nicholas looked left and right, and met Huo Qiang's unsquinting eyes. From the expressionless look on his face, he seriously felt that he was disliked by a secret guard.

Xicheng.

The Huo family's luxury motorcade stopped at the entrance to the West City. Qin Ruan opened the door and got out of the car one after the other with Huo Zhi.

She said in a deep voice to the well-trained Huo family secret guards who got out of the car: "You guys stay here while Huo Zhi and I go in."

The day is no better than the night, and the chaos in Xicheng usually occurs at night.

Qin Ruan wanted to investigate the changes in Xicheng this time and did not want to draw attention to himself.

"Yes, ma'am-"

The secret guards all lowered their heads and stood in front of their respective cars, watching Qin Ruan and Huo Zhi go to the Xicheng slums.

It was clearly daytime, but the entire West City could not be shrouded in sunlight. It looked dark and desolate.

Everywhere you look is litter of all kinds, rats scurry in the streets, cockroaches gather in smelly gutters, and flies hover in the void.

The mess here is simply terrible compared to several other urban areas.

The secret guards of the Huo family, who have been wandering around dangerous borders all year round, couldn't help but frown slightly when they saw such a dirty and messy environment.

Qin Ruan walked through the alleys familiarly, heading to the area she was most familiar with, Jiang Liuye's underground boxing ring.

On the way here, she made an appointment with Li Zilan, Shen Ran, and Su Wan to meet there.

It has been raining continuously in the capital these past few days, and the alleys are full of potholes and filled with a strong smell of underground water.

Qin Ruan didn't even frown. He wore light and luxurious white shoes and skillfully avoided the bumpy areas.

Huo Zhi followed her pace and easily avoided puddles. She occasionally saw rats escaping from the ditch nearby, and she could face them with a calm expression.

The two walked through the alley and came to a spacious street with a slightly better environment.

There are vendors setting up stalls on both sides of the street, as well as idle men and women leaning on telephone poles covered with small advertisements and whispering.

Although it is daytime, the streets are sparsely populated and not as lively as the West City at night.

Qin Ruan and Huo Zhi walked out of the alley and immediately attracted the greedy and evil eyes of many people.

Although the two of them did not wear famous brands and looked ordinary in their clothes, they had an aristocratic aura that was incompatible with the people in Xicheng.

This is the smell of money, and the homeless gangsters in West City are like hyenas, and they are extremely sensitive to this smell.

Their eyes were fixed on the two fat sheep that caught their eye, and some even thought to themselves that even if these two women had no money, they could still be sold at a good price given their beauty and figure.

Just when everyone was about to make a move, Qin Ruan glanced at everyone with a pair of cold eyes.

She exudes the wild and ruffian spirit that has been mixed in the West City for many years. This ferocity comes from her bones, especially the smell of blood released from her body, which makes people tell her at a glance that she is not easy to mess with.

A young man leaning on the telephone pole at the door of the breakfast shop opened his eyes slightly when he saw Qin Ruan's beautiful and delicate facial features, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

He saw his companion next to him staring at Qin Ruan with squinting eyes, raised his foot and kicked his butt, and cursed: "You're going to die, Qin Xiaowu. If you dare to look at Qin Xiaowu, you won't be afraid of her picking you two off." Eyeballs!”

The man who was kicked into the puddle and half of his face was buried in the dirty water heard the young man's words before he could get angry.

His already embarrassed face became even more miserable, and he asked the young man in disbelief: "Who are you talking about?"

The latter looked at Qin Ruan's leaving back cautiously, and said with lingering fear: "She is Qin Xiaowu from Xicheng. She was the person protected by Mr. Jiang Liu in the past. Now Mr. Liu must be respectful in front of her. This woman we Can’t afford to offend!”

This young man had been lucky enough to see Master Jiang Liu bowing to Qin Ruan outside the billiards hall some time ago, and he also knew that Qin Xiaowu back then was no longer what he used to be.

"Hold!"

The man got up from the ground and ran directly into the breakfast shop regardless of his embarrassment.

The movement between the two attracted the attention of others. After hearing the young man mentioning Qin Ruan's identity, six or seven people fled away, fearing that Qin Xiaowu, who held a grudge, would soon settle the score with them.

As long as you inquire a little bit in Xicheng, no one will know about Qin Xiaowu's deeds in Xicheng.

This woman is the devil. She is as beautiful as a flower, but she is a ruthless femme fatale. Almost everyone in this West City knows this.

After so many years, no man has been able to get close to her.

Anyone who dares to take advantage of her must either be disabled as a tool to commit crimes, or must have broken arms and legs.

Huo Zhi, who was following Qin Ruan, clearly noticed that along the way, most people's wild eyes had restrained, and these people even slowly retreated from her sight.

Qin Ruan turned a blind eye to this and walked on the familiar streets, with many dusty memories flooding into his mind.

Her life in Xicheng back then was described as tormenting. She lived in fear most of the time, and had to be on guard against persecution from others every day, because you never knew when someone would be targeting you.

Most of the people living in Xicheng are not clean. Some of them are criminals who are being hunted, and some are homeless beggars. They hide in this mixed place for various reasons.

In order to survive, they need money. Money is not easy to earn in this place. Many people do things for money without any bottom line.

It is no exaggeration to say that in this slum, people disappear every day.

You don't know where they went. Maybe they are in a place where the sun shines but there is no freedom. This is the best result. At least they are still alive.

More missing people were forced to donate their own organs, and after they lost their use value, they were thrown into smelly ditches or buried underground.

Their corpses would rot and be infested with maggots, and their deaths would be silent and unknown to anyone but the perpetrators.

Soon, Qin Ruan and Huo Zhi came to Jiang Liuye's underground boxing ring.

The two lazily standing young men guarding the door immediately stood up straight when they saw Qin Ruan, nodded and bowed to her, and said politely and respectfully: "Little Fifth Sister!"

Qin Ruan stopped when he heard this and looked at their faces with cold eyes.

Seeing that the two of them looked a little unfamiliar, she opened her thin lips slightly and asked with a smile: "Do you know me?"

The man on the left with brilliant blue hair said with a smile: "Brother Le showed us your photo, so that everyone in the room should remember your face, for fear of neglecting you."

Brother Le is the manager of this boxing ring, named Qiu Le.

The other party was Jiang Liuye's right-hand man, and Qin Ruan had to make a living under him back then.

Qin Ruan started to go on stage intermittently when he was more than ten years old. In this underground boxing ring where life and death agreements were signed, he was very lucky to be alive, and there were countless dead souls who fell on the ring to meet the King of Hell.

Back then, Qin Ruan was not able to come out of every game unscathed.

When she fell, if it hadn't been for Brother Le's help, she would have been pushed on the stage to see the King of Hell.

Qin Ruan couldn't help but feel a little emotional when he heard the familiar name.

She nodded politely and distantly to the two young men and walked past them into the underground boxing ring.

As he walked inside, a banging sound sounded.

It was the dull sound of a boxer hitting the flesh with his gloves, and Qin Ruan was very familiar with it.

The atmosphere in the room was a bit dark, and Huo Zhi looked around cautiously, following Qin Ruan step by step.

The simple arena ahead came into their eyes.

Six or seven men stood in the audience, watching the two boxers fighting like wild beasts in the ring without any rules.

Qin Ruan had a faint smile on his face, opened his mouth and shouted: "Brother Le!"

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