Chapter 789

Hearing Huang Anhe's words, Li Yong hugged her even harder, trying his best to give her a sense of security.

Huang Anhe breathed a sigh of relief, and continued: "However, the four security guards are also weak, and they can't beat Sun Lang alone with all their strength, not to mention that Sun Lang has a large group of thugs watching. As a result, the four security guards were immediately captured by them." They were knocked down, it's a pity that they all lost half of their lives, if the sound of fighting hadn't alarmed the security guards in the hotel..."

Seeing that Huang Anhe was about to cry again, Li Yong closed her mouth with one breath to divert her attention. In Li Yong's view, only by pulling her out of her grief can she stop crying.

And kissing is the way to transfer sadness.

Li Yong felt sorry for her tears, so he used his enthusiasm to melt the sadness in her heart.

He found that Huang Anhe's lips were very soft and her saliva was extraordinarily sweet.

He kissed affectionately for a while, then stretched out his tongue and gently picked it, opening Huang Anhe's teeth and entering the depths.

After kissing for three full minutes, realizing that Huang Anhe was no longer sad, Li Yong reluctantly left, and said with a light smile, "Sister He, I'll heal your injury, and then I'll take you to get the money back .”

"En." Huang Anhe blushed, panting, and nodded slightly.

Li Yong gently lifted the medical gauze on Huang Anhe's forehead, and saw a red and swollen wound. In the middle of the wound, it seemed to be hit by something hard, even the skin was broken.

"How did you get hurt like this?" Li Yong asked distressedly.

"Pushed by Sun Lang, I bumped my head against the wall." Huang Anhe sighed helplessly.

"Don't be sad, I'll cure you right away." After saying that, Li Yong didn't use a silver needle, and directly injected a drop of psychic liquid into Huang Anhe's body. Huang Anhe's body suddenly became transparent just like Han Lu's.

As soon as the spiritual liquid entered her body, it instantly changed her physique, washed her dirt, hair and marrow, and turned her into a semi-spiritual body. Huang Anhe was even more frightened than Han Lu, and exclaimed, "Oh my god! Am I going to die?"

Li Yong smiled and said, "Look at the wound on your forehead, is it healed?"

Huang Anhe took out a small mirror from the drawer and looked at her forehead. On the crystal clear skin, the wound had disappeared; moreover, there was not even a single scar on her forehead.

Then, she was pleasantly surprised to find that besides that, she became even more beautiful than before.

At this time,

Her body gradually returned to its normal color, and she looked carefully in the mirror, and she became more and more sure that she had become more beautiful and younger. She happily said: "Xiaoyong, what kind of demon method are you using?"

"This is not a demon method, it is a means of curing diseases." Li Yong laughed.

"It's amazing." Huang Anhe had an eye-opening feeling.

"By the way, Sister Huang, your physique has changed, and now you are very suitable for practicing exercises." Li Yong also wanted Huang Anhe to practice, at least to have the ability to protect himself when he meets a villain like Sun Lang again.

"What is a skill?" Huang Anhe asked curiously.

"Look." Li Yong picked up a celadon teacup, squeezed it lightly, and immediately a finger-sized hole appeared on the top of the teacup, and tea flowed out of the hole.

"This..." Huang Anhe didn't even see clearly how Li Yong did it.

Seeing Huang Anhe's surprised look, Li Yong said lightly: "If you practice the exercises, you can do it too. Think about it, you can poke a hole in a teacup with a light flick of your finger. If you poke a hole in someone's Your body is not as strong as a teacup, so you can poke a hole! Then, who will dare to bully you?"

"Could it be that I... can I practice too?" Huang Anhe asked in surprise.

"Of course." Li Yong said seriously.

"But, how can I practice?" Huang Anhe couldn't wait.

She is a weak woman, her husband is dead, she lives alone, and she is often harassed by hooligans. Another time, when she came home late at night, someone followed her, scaring her to the police station.

That time, if she hadn't found out, I don't know what would have happened.

Another time, someone knocked on the door of her house late at night, scaring her to use a table and chair to press against the door...

If she also cultivates the power of Li Yong, who will dare to play her bad idea.

"I'll write a set of exercises for you. You can recite it slowly and comprehend it. When you understand the principles and meanings in it, you can try to practice." Li Yong said unhurriedly.

"Okay, hurry up and write to me!" Huang Anhe immediately handed over the paper and pen, eagerly urging.

Li Yong picked up the pen and stretched out the paper, and began to write stroke by stroke; every time he wrote a sentence, he explained it to Huang Anhe.

Huang Anhe seemed to understand, and suddenly understood a lot. However, when Li Yong drew the last sentence, she didn't understand anything. Looking at the words written by Li Yong again, I found it very difficult to understand.

Li Yong didn't explain in detail, because too much explanation would affect Huang Anhe's thinking direction and comprehension ability. Cultivation depends entirely on one's understanding. The same exercise can be cultivated by different people, and different results can be obtained from the practice. In the depths of Li Yong's memory, among the life experiences of the eighty genius doctors, many of them were able to comprehend the miraculous power through ordinary exercises and become the powerhouses of an era.

If a person's understanding is not enough, no matter how good the practice is, it is a waste.

"Sister Huang, put this piece of paper away first, memorize it first when you have time, and slowly understand and comprehend. If you encounter something you really don't understand, I will explain it to you later." Li Yong instructed.

"Okay." Huang Anhe seriously agreed.

"Let's go find that Sun Lang first, and I'll settle the account with him." Li Yong narrowed his eyes and said.

Huang Anhe obediently put away the cultivation method, and took Li Yong to find Zheng Yuyuan.

Because she didn't know where Sun Lang was, it was Zheng Yuyuan who had been contacting Sun Lang all along to recover the debt.

Yesterday, Zheng Yuyuan, who was also invited by Sun Lang, happened to be fine, so she took a few accountants and went with her.

Ben was there to get money, but who knew it was a trap?

Meimei Cosmetics Company is just a small company covering an area of ​​about fifty acres.

Two buildings were built next to each other, a six-story office building and a twelve-story production workshop.

Li Yong drove, according to Huang Anhe's instructions, and finally stopped in front of this small company.

The gatekeeper was an old man with gray hair. Huang Fahe said that this was Zheng Yuyuan's grandfather.

Li Yong smiled and said, "Zheng Yuyuan asked her eighty-year-old grandfather to guard the gate, which is really filial."

Huang Anhe explained: "It wasn't Zheng Yuyuan who asked him to guard the gate, it was he who insisted on guarding the gate; he was a soldier before and had guarded the gate all his life. Zheng Yuyuan had no choice but to persuade him, so he had to let it go."

Huang Anhe knew the old man, said hello to the old man, and led Li Yong into the company.

She was very familiar with this place, and led Li Yong directly to the office building, along the stairs, to the second floor.

Before going in, Huang Anhe suddenly grabbed Li Yong, and said a little uneasy: "Sun Lang's people, why are you here? Xiaoyong, let's not go in first, so as not to cause conflicts, and check the situation here first Bar!"

Li Yong opened his clairvoyant eyes and looked inside.

A few big men in black and sunglasses were walking around in the office area. They bit toothpicks, lifted their shirts to reveal their tattooed bellies, and kept molesting the beautiful female employees.

All the female employees dared not speak out, and some of them didn't dare to say anything after being touched on the face.

In addition to these lawless people, there are two big men standing outside Zheng Yuyuan's office.

Li Yong looked into the office and saw a strong man in his thirties sitting on Zheng Yuyuan's desk, shaking his legs, patting the table and yelling at Zheng Yuyuan.

"Miss Zheng, when do you still think about it? What the hell is there to think about?"

"You have to be clear, you only have two paths now."

"The first is life, the second is death."

"If you choose the Wang family, you will immediately receive an investment of 500 million yuan, and I will pay you back the 30 million yuan I owe you immediately. At that time, your company will at least expand by five times. This is a way of life, and the future is bright."

"If you refuse, hehe, then I will not be polite."

"To tell you the truth, I have promised the members of the Wang family that I must take you down today. Otherwise, I would lose face. As long as you dare to refuse, I will lose face. I will strip your clothes off, Make a small video of you and post it on the Internet, so that people all over the country will admire your demeanor..."

Zheng Yuyuan's face became extremely ugly, she clutched the pen tightly, biting her lips until blood came out.

Sun Lang has been talking for a long time, constantly persuading her and threatening her, but she has been silent.

Seeing that Zheng Yuyuan was still silent, Sun Lang slammed the table again and shouted angrily: "Miss Zheng, are you talking? If you don't speak again, I will treat you as a refusal."

"Don't challenge my patience. If I do something, I'm afraid. There are more than a dozen of my brothers outside. I'll let them line up and beat you one by one. If I don't kill you, I won't stop. ..."

"I heard that you are divorced and have no men, so I will give you a group of men..."

Zheng Yuyuan's eyes moved, and she stared fiercely at Sun Lang's black-haired thigh.

Sun Lang was wearing breeches, and deliberately lifted up the trouser legs, revealing a fat thigh covered with black hair.

In Zheng Yuyuan's beautiful eyes, a trace of determination and cruelty flashed. She suddenly raised her hand, raised the pen without the cap, and stabbed Sun Lang's thigh fiercely with the tip of the pen down.

Pen pricks.

At the same time, she shouted loudly: "I will fight with you, even if I die, I will not cooperate with the Wang family. Even if I die, I am not afraid of you scoundrels. The worst thing is to die, I would rather die than be controlled by you..."

"Aww..." Sun Lang screamed suddenly, and the pen pierced into his leg, halfway into it.

Blood immediately flowed down Sun Lang's thigh, dripping onto the floor with black ink.

Sun Lang had already jumped off the desk, hugging the leg that had been pierced into the pen, standing alone on one leg, jumping around while crying and howling. The tip of the pen pierced his leg bone, and the pain made him unable to stand still, and finally fell down.

He hugged that leg with both hands, bowed his body fiercely, and kept rolling back and forth.