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Zhang Yiyan glanced at Yan Junge at the door and said in a deep voice, "Call an ambulance."

"Okay." Yan Junge nodded. Just as he was about to come in, he was stopped by Zhang Yiyan's eyes, so he could only hold his breath and make a call.

Zhang Yiyan walked to the girl and squatted down, grabbed her left hand and felt her pulse. There were blue-purple ecchymoses on the girl's wrist. Did she lose too much blood?

After pondering for a moment, he tilted his head slightly and glanced at her face. Her hair seemed to be soaked in blood, and the locks almost covered her entire face.

If he doesn't help, he may go into shock.

With five fingers, he clenched the girl's wrist tightly, and golden light slowly penetrated into the girl's body.

Yan Junge saw this scene as soon as he hung up the phone and frowned slightly, "The ambulance will be here soon."

Nodding, Zhang Yiyan did not speak. He had almost transported his mana and took a few breaths. His body was a bit exhausted today.

He stood up and unbuttoned his robe one by one.

"In a word, I'll bring the quilt over." Guessing what he was going to do, Yan Junge immediately stopped him. It was more than ten degrees below zero outside, so how could he take off his clothes?

Zhang Yiyan took off his robe and wrapped the girl directly, "No need."

Then he directly picked up the girl and walked out. As if feeling the warm embrace, the girl felt some strength and slowly opened her eyes.

Through the messy hair, she saw the person holding her. Was he here to save her? He moved his lips with some difficulty, but no sound came out.

Zhang Yiyan carried her all the way out of the basement and walked to the first floor. As if he knew she was awake, he whispered, "Don't be afraid, you are saved."

The corners of the girl's lips moved slightly, as if she were smiling. She slowly closed her eyes, leaned her head on Zhang Yiyan's shoulder, and fell asleep peacefully.

Yan Junge followed him all the way, his teeth were almost broken, and his small body could be carried like a princess.

At this time, the sound of an ambulance was heard outside the villa, as well as the voices of Huang Yong and Le Sheng.

"Zhang Ke, what is this?" Huang Yong hurriedly called for help.

"She was imprisoned and sent to the hospital first." Zhang Yiyan put the person on the stretcher and then breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, come on, come on, help." Huang Yong responded and immediately cooperated with the medical staff to send the person to the ambulance.

Yan Junge briefly explained the matter, and Huang Yong and his men immediately entered the villa. They were still surprised when they saw Zhao Qiang and Zhou Ruo tied together.

This binding technique is wonderful!

Le Sheng clicked his tongue in surprise, "I guess this is Zhang Ke's masterpiece."

He stretched out his hand and tugged. Such a thin red rope was actually so strong.

Huang Yong nodded, "I guess so."

He took out his cell phone and took a picture, "Okay, untie it and take the person away."

"No, I want to untie it. The red rope is getting tighter and tighter. I don't dare to break it, just in case..." Le Sheng tried again, but couldn't do it at all.

"No, let's call him Zhang Ke."

"I'll call you." Huang Yong nodded and turned to look for Zhang Yiyan.

As a result, I saw Yan Junge putting his down jacket on Zhang Yiyan in the villa yard, but he didn't want it.

"Your clothes are too big. I can't even stretch out my hands when I put them on." Zhang Yiyan raised his hands. The sleeves were too long and his hands were completely covered. He was a little helpless.

"And I'm not cold. Wearing this affects my movement."

After saying that, he took off his clothes and gave them back to Yan Junge. The latter was a little dissatisfied, "You have a small body, how can you not be cold if you wear so little."

"Be good, put it on."

Not wanting to talk nonsense to him anymore, Zhang Yiyan grabbed his hand directly. The heat in his palm seemed to burn Yan Junge, and he didn't even react for a moment.

When he regained his composure, Zhang Yiyan had already entered the door and hurriedly followed him.

Huang Yong was a little speechless. It wasn't that Zhang Yiyan took the initiative, but it looked like Brother Yan was shamelessly leaning forward.

He thought so, but he was not slow on his feet, "Zhang Ke, the two suspects are entangled together, and you need to go over and help."

"Ah."

Zhao Qiang and Zhou Ruo were extremely frightened, especially Zhao Qiang. He prided himself on being smart and was hiding well, but he was found without any notice. Even if they were found, the worst possible outcome would be a dead end.

In the end, he was caught without even giving him a chance to react, and again in such an embarrassing way.

When he saw Zhang Yiyan again, Zhao Qiang's eyes seemed to be able to spit fire, and he stared at him with hatred in his eyes, "Who are you?"

Zhang Yiyan ignored his incompetent rage and signaled Huang Yong and others to get ready.

Huang Yong nodded and called over four young men. Two of them grabbed Zhao Qiang's hands and feet, and the other two grabbed Zhou Ruo's.

"Zhang Ke, it's okay."

Zhang Yiyan nodded, took a few steps forward, leaned over slightly, grabbed the red rope with his right hand, and the golden light flashed. The red rope that was originally tied tightly was immediately released, and with the movement, it returned directly to the left wrist and turned into a bracelet again.

Even though Huang Yong and Le Sheng knew his ability, they were a little surprised. It was even more exciting than the magician, not to mention other people, they were quite shocked.

The one who had the biggest reaction was Zhou Ruo. She widened her eyes and looked at Zhang Yiyan with some horror. When she met his gaze, she quickly turned aside.

"Take away." Huang Yong gave the order, and Zhao Qiang and Zhou Ruo were escorted out.

When he left, Zhao Qiang's eyes were like knives, filled with unwillingness and resentment, and he kept staring at Zhang Yiyan until he could no longer see him.

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Yan Junge opened the back of his down jacket and took Zhang Yiyan into his arms. The down jacket was spacious and could easily wrap up a person. His chin rubbed against Zhang Yiyan's ear, and a whisper sounded in his ear, "Just one word, so you won't be cold anymore."

His thin back and his strong chest were almost touching. If it weren't for the clothes,...

Zhang Yiyan was almost entirely in his arms, tilting his head slightly, as if he could feel the other person's breathing.

There was a slightly heavy breathing, and hot air sprayed onto the ears and cheeks. You can imagine how close the two people were. Yan Junge licked his lips, his Adam's apple slid, and his lips slowly came closer.

Zhang Yiyan took a deep breath, pushed his hand before touching it, took two steps forward, and left his arms, "Let's go."

After saying that, he lifted his legs and walked out. Yan Junge looked at his hand that was pushed away, slowly tightened his fingers, and followed quickly.

After sitting in the car, Zhang Yiyan lowered the back of the car for the first time, lay down on it, and slowly closed his eyes. Holding the black jade tablet in the pocket with your right hand, using ghost energy to suppress the yin energy is tantamount to drinking poison to quench your thirst.

After thinking for a moment, he let go of his hand and dropped the jade token into the depths of his pocket.

As soon as Yan Junge got in the car, he saw that he seemed to be very uncomfortable. He leaned over with his whole upper body and said anxiously, "In a word, you are not feeling well? I will take you to the hospital."

Feeling his approach, Zhang Yiyan opened his eyes, looked at the face so close, stretched out his left hand to touch his cheek, and patted him gently, "Don't worry, go back, I'm tired."

After saying that, he was about to take his hand back. The next second, his big hand covered his, and his palm touched his face again, "Okay, let's go back. If you feel uncomfortable, you must tell me."

Zhang Yiyan curled his lips and smiled, "Okay."

"knock knock"

There was a knock on the car window. Yan Junge let go of his hand with some reluctance, turned around, opened the door and got out of the car, and met Huang Yong's gossipy eyes. "If you feel uncomfortable, we will go back directly. Zhao Qiang, please be responsible."

Huang Yong glanced at him and nodded, "No problem, I'm going to leave a team of people here. Zhao Yu and Zhao Qiang are inseparable. Maybe we can catch him."

Yan Junge patted his shoulder and said, "Okay, make arrangements."

"Hey, Brother Yan, why don't you go to the hospital? This is the first time I've seen Zhang Ke like this." Huang Yong became serious. After spending this time together, he had already regarded Zhang Yiyan as one of his own.

"Well, I'm sensible. I'm leaving first. I'll make a call if I need anything."

"Row."