Since the day Yang Ruoxi became a policeman, she has been dealing with the god of death every now and then.

But my luck is pretty good, and I can get rid of danger every time.

However, this time the thick fog appeared too strangely, and it was floating, making people unable to figure out the direction.

Yang Ruoxi was not even a warrior. Almost instantly, a cold light flashed through the thick fog and cut her neck open.

Blood instantly rushed out along Yang Ruoxi's fair neck.

Out of instinct, Yang Ruoxi tightly covered the painful wound.

The warm blood quickly dyed her blue shirt red along the gaps of her fingers.

A pair of beautiful eyes gradually lose their luster.

Even though my mind was blank, an unwilling thought arose.

Am I dead like this?

He is still waiting for me to go back in Jiangcheng and be his bride!

"Captain Yang...Yang Ruoxi!" Chu Huandong's horrified voice faintly came from his ears.

"ah...."

Yang Ruoxi suddenly opened her eyes and sat on the sofa, her hands were clean and bloodless, and there were no wounds on her neck.

What's going on?

Yang Ruoxi was confused. Didn’t he be killed just now?

"Captain Yang, you may have a nightmare!" Chu Huandong stood not far away and looked at Yang Ruoxi with concern. The coat she was wearing was Chu Huandong who helped her put on.

However, when he saw Yang Ruoxi covering her neck and her face was filled with pain, Chu Huandong couldn't help but wake her up.

The police are under great pressure and there are more bloody scenes than ordinary people.

Sometimes, even when you sleep, there will be scenes of the murder scene, so nightmares are very common.

"It's a dream!"

Yang Ruoxi looked at her phone and found that it was almost 12 o'clock, and she arrived at the museum at about 10 o'clock. That is to say, she had slept in a daze just now for almost an hour.

I lifted my coat and my back was soaked.

"Director Chu, I'll go to the bathroom!" Yang Ruoxi felt a little exhausted and her face looked ugly.

The dream just now was so real, even the severe pain was so clear, as if my neck had been cut open.

"Well, the toilet is on the right." Chu Huandong had just been there and pointed to the end of the corridor.

Yang Ruoxi nodded, wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, and felt her heart beating non-stop.

I'm still scared.

It seems that I haven't woken up from the nightmare.

Yang Ruoxi went to the bathroom to wash her face, then went to the toilet, and then returned to the hall again.

"Director Chu, I'm a little worried." Yang Ruoxi grabbed the pistol, feeling a little restless.

"Oh? What are you worried about?" Chu Huandong asked naturally, sat down next to Yang Ruoxi.

Just now, some water stains wet Yang Ruoxi's neckline and her shirt was pressed against the bulging and plump.

The two round and high profile lines are very conspicuous.

Judging from Chu Huandong's experience, Yang Ruoxi is definitely a virgin.

I heard before that she married a cowardly husband and an idiot, and probably didn't understand men and women's affairs.

If they could get divorced, maybe their chance would come.

Chu Huandong's thoughts were slightly rotated, while sliding the Adam's apple without any trace.

The ditch under the collar is too white and too deep.

It was late at night, and there was a lonely man and a widow, and Chu Huandong was already a little distracted.

However, Chu Huandong's willpower was still good. He adjusted his breathing secretly and suppressed the evil fire.

Yang Ruoxi stroked the hair in her ear, revealing her perfect and delicate side face, frowned and said, "I'm worried that we can't deal with the person who comes to steal things. I just had a dream. It was not a person at all, it was a fog, and I was dead..."

"Captain Yang, are you too tired during the day? This way, you drive my car back to rest, I can just stay here." Chu Huandong said considerately.

However, he didn't take Yang Ruoxi's words to heart.

I just felt that Yang Ruoxi might have just come up from Jiangcheng, had a hard time, had no rest, and had a nightmare, so she had this idea.

"It's okay, I'm not tired. Then I won't sleep anymore. I want to sit at the door for a while." Yang Ruoxi grabbed the pistol, turned on the insurance, and sat down on the steps in the yard.

Seeing this, Chu Huandong followed him out and sat down next to Yang Ruoxi: "Captain Yang, don't worry, no one can hurt you with me."

"Thanks!"

Yang Ruoxi said quietly, looking at the deep night sky.

Suddenly I felt extremely lonely and lonely, and my heart was empty.

She missed Qin Fei.

Although I often do things, I can't figure it out.

However, as long as he stands beside him, he feels extremely safe.

It seems that there is no need to worry about the sky falling, Qin Fei will help him with it.

While Yang Ruoxi was thinking about it, a creak came from the gate of the museum.

Almost as conditioned reflex, Yang Ruoxi raised the gun.

Chu Huandong also frowned and looked at the gap in the door. A ball of white smoke rolled, squirming into the middle of the yard like life.

The dream has come true!

The hairs on Yang Ruoxi stood up, his fingers rested on the trigger, ready to shoot at any time.

It’s not that she is afraid of death, but that all this is too weird.

"Who is pretending to be a ghost!" Chu Huandong shouted loudly. The man had already arrived in the yard and slashed towards the thick fog with one palm.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, the thick fog surging, like dough, retreating a little.

However, several cold lights emerged from inside, forcing Chu Huandong to take a step back.

"Captain Yang, you go first!"

Chu Huandong realized that this thick fog was not easy to mess with. If someone really hid it inside, with his mid-stage Holy Realm cultivation, he would definitely be able to slash out his original form with one palm.

However, the thick fog seemed to have no response. The only possibility was that the person hidden inside was even more powerful than him.

Swish swish....

Chu Huandong quickly dodged a few times, and there were a few deep cracks on the pillar behind him.

You should know that museum pillars are usually made of iron wood.

Even swords and axes may not leave traces.

It is said that even a big fire cannot burn iron.

However, those cold lights almost split the iron wood.

As a policeman, although Yang Ruoxi knew it was dangerous, she could not really leave Chu Huandong alone.

Instead, he quickly pulled the trigger, and with the crisp gunshot, the muzzle was sprayed with flames, and the bullets shot towards the thick fog.

The thick fog did not force the bullets, but was constantly squirming in the yard.

It was floating and soon arrived in front of Yang Ruoxi.

The cold light suddenly appeared.

With a click, the jade pendant worn by Yang Ruoxi on his neck had turned into powder.

From the chest to the shoulder blades, there was a deep wound.

Blood came out in an instant.

"Captain Yang, how are you?" Chu Huandong shook his body and then held Yang Ruoxi, staring at the thick fog, and a milky white light condensed in his right hand.

Their Chu family has a trick that can compress spiritual energy, and the principle is somewhat similar to the true qi bomb of the Hehuan Sect.

Naturally, the greater the density of spiritual energy, the greater the power it produces.

Seeing that Yang Ruoxi was injured, Chu Huandong took the energy in his body almost without hesitation, compressing it to the extreme, with blood on the corners of his mouth, and shouted loudly and smashed it towards the thick fog.

Bang....

There was a loud bang, as if a strong wind was ripped off the ground.

The thick fog suddenly dissipated, and a black figure with a cover of his face left the museum with a swagger.

At this moment, Qin Fei was sleeping soundly in the hotel. After shopping with Jiang Shiyun at night, he came back to take a shower and the two of them became entangled again.

However, the phone placed on the bedside table rang rapidly. Qin Fei opened his eyes, grabbed the phone and took a look. It turned out to be called by Yang Guoming.

Then he got up and walked to the bathroom, closed the door, answered the phone, and asked softly: "Dad, call me so late?"
Chapter completed!