Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Liu Zhenying made a hand gesture, and his small face instantly became expressionless. Only his lips kept moving as if they were magnified by the sight, and he said word by word: "Thunderbolts shake the void when I think of the great thunder god in the sky.

…”

The next second, an inexplicable moist breath filled the air.

This feeling is not the freshness and coldness after the rain, but an inexplicable sense of deathly silence mixed with a dull and depressing feeling.

Old George looked stunned. Just before he had time to react, a bolt of thunder fell directly on the lawn of the courtyard. It was so powerful that it seemed as if the entire villa was shaken.

But this is not the end.

At the moment when Clara couldn't control her emotions and couldn't hold back her screams, Lei, who had always been seen only on the horizon, directly smashed the floor-to-ceiling window of the living room, mixed with the sound of shattering glass, three meters away from the sofa.

where it fell.

Everyone in the George family suddenly shrank their pupils, filled with either imperceptible or explicit fear.

They knew very well that the thunder only needed to be slightly higher.

Then the ones who were scorched like a carpet... were themselves.

You could hear a needle drop in the living room, but Liu Zhenying's red lips were raised, her face that was not in harmony with the world, and her warm voice formed an extremely terrifying look. Her delicate facial features looked very clean under the bright light. She

Laughing: "Do you still like this kind of performance?"

Performance?

What kind of performance is this.

It's simply a disguised reminder of death.

Perhaps only old George could keep his composure under such circumstances, and said in a calm tone: "Miss Liu, we have completely believed in your identity now, please take all of this back..."

Listening to the choked words in Old George's words, Liu Zhenying curled his lips and looked a little unhappy: "If you ask me to perform, I will perform, and if you ask me to take it back, I will take it back, wouldn't I be very happy?

No face?"

"Then what Miss Liu means is..."

"Additional money is required."

Finally, after Liu Zhenying's tough tactics, the two parties finally reached an agreement.

Liu Zhenying helped old George find a completely matching heart source within a week. The George family pretended that they had never known Nanfeng, wiped out all the previous things, and paid Liu Zhenying another one million for his hard work.

Of course, this million is the performance fee that Liu Zhenying lion asked for.

Grinding his molars regardless of his appearance, Old George felt that this transaction was the most costly one he had ever made in his life, but...

Liu Zhenying's wrist was so strong that he couldn't speak.

It can be regarded as echoing an old saying in Nancheng District:

A mute who eats Coptis chinensis cannot express the pain.

He took a deep breath, squeezed the pure black cane in his hand, and compared with when he first met, the weakness and oldness caused by the disease were slightly revealed in his body. He tried hard to maintain the aura of the superior person who was not angry and assertive: "Since Miss Liu is here,

The purpose of the trip has been achieved, so I won't keep you any longer, butler, see off the guests for me."

"Okay, sir."

With that said, the butler walked up to them and made a gesture of invitation: "You two, please come this way."

Liu Zhenying had both a wife and a soldier, so he naturally had no objections. He held Qu Xiaojue's arm affectionately, and was about to turn around and leave with a smile on his face.

"Stay."
Chapter completed!