The biggest reason why Yan Ning knocked out the wretched man was not because he was worried that he would drag him down, but because of his safety.

What kind of person is Yan Ning? He was chased and killed since he was born. He struggled on the verge of life and death countless times when he grew up. He knew how dangerous it was to practice Taoism.

Compared to these cool spells, Yan Ning hopes to be an ordinary person, so he does not give the vulgar man a chance.

"I'm sorry, buddy, I don't know what you're called until now." Yan Ning sighed, pushed the wretched man into the elevator, and pressed the button on the first floor.

Tengyi should have led people to surround the first floor, and most of the female ghosts also received news that Kubota Hiro was eliminated and fled everywhere.

"By the way, where is that little Taoist priest?"

Yan Ning then remembered the little Taoist priest who was arrested by Kubota Hiroshi. According to the foreman's female ghost, the little Taoist priest was locked in the bedroom by Kubota Hiroshi. Isn't this a bedroom?

Yan Ning tinkered in the room for a long time, and finally found a secret door on the side. He pushed it open and saw that there was a big coffin inside!

Yan Ning was stunned: "Is this Kubota Hiroshi's bedroom?"

Hearing the voices, a sound suddenly came from the coffin and a whimper. Yan Ning was shocked. It turned out that the little Taoist priest was locked in the coffin.

However, since this coffin is where Kubota Hiroshi rests, why did another man be locked in it? Could it be that Kubota Hiroshi is tired of playing with women and wants to try a new taste?

Yan Ning laughed maliciously: I don’t understand! I don’t understand anything!

Yan Ning pushed the coffin and easily pushed open the lid of the coffin, but the scene that caught his eyes made Yan Ning blush instantly.

The one lying in this coffin was not a man, but a delicate girl!

The girl was tied with a long ponytail, but her hairstyle was a little messy at this time, and her white and tender face was covered with stains, which looked a little embarrassed. She was wearing a white Taoist robe, but at this time she was broken, with only a few fig leafs left to block important parts. Even so, the seductive spring light still showed a lot.

When Yan Ning saw this scene, his blood suddenly burst out and his nose bleeding could not stop flowing down, but Yan Ning himself was completely unaware: "Are you a little Taoist priest?"

The girl widened her big eyes, her eyebrows were twisted into twists, and she wanted to poke Yan Ning's eyes blind. Yan Ning then reacted and took off the rag stuffed in her mouth.

"Perverb!" The girl's voice was hoarse, but she was still full of anger.

Yan Ning paused: "What are you calling me?"

"Person! Pervert! Bastard!"

"Hey!" Yan Ning was so angry that he simply refused to loosen the girl's ties, and strengthened it a little bit, and said angrily, "After all, I am your life savior. Is there anyone who calls you this?"

Yan Ning had just finished speaking, and couldn't help but touch his nose. The first thing Fang Shitian said to him back then was the same.

The girl didn't care about it and cursed unyieldingly: "Looking at my body, you are a hooligan!"

"You have to be a chest without a chest, and you have to be shameless, what's the good thing about it?" Yan Ning snorted coldly, got up and picked up the coffin lid, covered it again, and murmured, "Oh, it's not easy to do good people! It's better to cause less trouble for yourself in the future!"

When the girl saw that Yan Ning really wanted to leave him alone, she became anxious again: "Don't! Don't leave me!"

"Beauty, I'll scold me for a hooligan and tell me not to leave. What are you going to do?" Yan Ning stopped the coffin lid in mid-air and said impatiently.

The girl hesitated for a while, lowered her head and gritted her teeth, "I won't call you a hooligan, save me quickly."

Yan Ning frowned slightly. It turned out that the beauty was still calling him. He said again: "Why should I save you?"

The girl was stunned. Unexpectedly, Yan Ning would ask this question. She could not think of a reason for a moment and said a little aggrievedly: "Why are you like this!"

"I'm sorry, I'm not a good person. Your life is so valuable. If I save your life, don't you owe me?"

Yan Ning thought about it and threw the coffin lid aside. Then, in the girl's dull eyes, he carelessly touched her thighs, and then said with satisfaction: "This is interest. I will save your life today, and you will have to pay it back slowly in the future."

Yan Ning said as he kept scanning the girl's body, as if he wanted to see through the last few fig leafs on the girl's body.

The girl grew up so old that she had never been stared at by a man so naked, and she blushed immediately, but her life was still in the hands of the other party, so she had to swallow her anger.

Yan Ning held back his laughter and helped the girl untie the rope and asked, "What's your name?"

"Bang!"

Before Yan Ning could spit out his words, the girl slapped him in the face: "Rogue!"

Yan Ning was stunned for a long time, but he didn't recover: "Cut the bridge when crossing the river?"

"Stirty hooligan!" The girl couldn't find any words to describe her mood at this time. She kept scolding the hooligan, and tears were faintly shining in her eyes.

Yan Ning realized that he was in trouble. He was most afraid of seeing the girl crying, and immediately said anxiously: "Why are you crying? Isn't it just touching your thighs? At worst, I'll let you touch it back! Look, I'm taking off my pants."

Yan Ning jumped up and tried to take off his pants. The girl quickly reached out to stop her: "Stop!"

"Bang--"

"Don't move!"

At this moment, the elevator door was knocked open, and Teng Yi and Xing rushed in with five or six fully armed special forces soldiers, pointing at Yan Ning and the girl with a dark gun.

Time suddenly freezes here, and a strange aura suddenly fills the room: in the eyes of Teng Yi and Xing Zheng, Yan Ning is facing a ragged beauty, with his hands trying to take off his pants...

"Uh...I can explain..."

Yan Ning was extremely embarrassed at this time, but he didn't expect Xing Zheng and the others to come so soon. The girl couldn't help but sit on the ground and burst into tears.

Xing Zheng's forehead was covered in cold sweat: "What the hell is going on?"

Yan Ning showed a grin that was even worse than crying: "This girl is the hostage caught by Kubota Hiroshi, you can take her away quickly."

Xing Zheng waved his hand, and Teng Yi stepped forward and put his coat on the girl, preparing to take the girl away. Before leaving, the girl looked at Yan Ning and asked in a low voice: "What's your name?"

Yan Ning said: "Yan Ning, the Yan of the King of Hell."

The girl lowered her head, put her name in her mind, and said seriously: "I remember, I will come to you."

After saying that, Tengyi took her downstairs and left.

Xing Zheng rarely saw Yan Ning showing this embarrassing look, and couldn't help but quip: "You guy is lucky enough to have a lot of luck in love."

"Don't slap me."
Chapter completed!