Lure the villain! Crazy batch! Top stunner makes you crazy

Chapter 97 Snake and Scorpion Guanyin (1)

The sound of chanting sutras and Sanskrit singing reaches my ears.

The air is filled with the faint scent of sandalwood.

The morning bells and evening drums in the Zen courtyard are profound and far-reaching, and passages of Zen words are heard solemnly and deeply, which makes people feel respectful.

Qi Yan opened her eyes and saw a huge Buddha statue in front of her. She didn't know what kind of Buddha it was. The Buddha statue was majestic and kind, and its gestures seemed to be gazing at the world. There was a breeze blowing through the hall, causing the prayer flags on both sides to wave lightly.

Qi Yan was kneeling on the futon. She subconsciously looked around and saw the figure of the man standing closest to the Buddha statue on the right front.

The man is upright and tall, wearing a white cloak. His robe flows softly to the floor, and he has a solemn atmosphere.

At this time, a young monk brought a tray with fine agarwood. You could tell by its color that it was worth a lot.

The young monk spoke something, but it was in a foreign language. After hearing this, the man communicated in fluent language, his voice was elegant, sweet, elegant and luxurious.

It turns out this is a foreign country.

The man turned sideways and picked up the agarwood. A string of Buddhist beads hung on his white wrist. Each bead was round and clean. The dark colored beads showed a calm atmosphere. The beads were hung between his palm and wrist, with falling red beads on them. The tassels rippled on his white wrist, brushing ambiguously.

He is the target this time - Ying Jin, alphabetically.

In ancient times, his name would have been Ying Sequence, and Ying Jin would have been the affectionate title. However, with the passage of time, few people would understand the meaning of "zi", and no one would ever mention "zi", let alone this place. Abroad, so Ying Jin became his name.

When he picked up the agarwood, the men in suits behind him immediately came forward, took off his cloak and put it away carefully.

Ying Jin is wearing a white dragon pattern jacquard imitation silk shirt. The pattern on the shirt shows the pattern of a coiled dragon as the light flows in the temple. Two narrow black belts are wrapped around the cuffs of the shirt, and the buckles are cold and hard. The restrained metal and contrasting colors are elegant and modern.

He turned his face sideways, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his tall nose. The eyes under the lenses were narrow and long, with extremely long eyelashes. When he lowered his eyes, he looked like Guanyin, too high to be blasphemed.

Ying Jin bowed devoutly to the Buddha statue.

Qi Yan didn't dare to breathe loudly throughout the whole process, because she knew that the villain who was even feared by Yun Wu Lian, who was number one on the overall list, would never be as kind and compassionate as he appeared on the surface.

D77 felt a little uncomfortable: [Sir, you are too careless. Although three thousand points is enough to make you the top five in the overall list, you can't be so desperate. 】

Qi Yan: The next time is the year-end evaluation. If I can't climb up, I will die.

Qi Yan: I don’t want to die. I’m an old gambler. Let’s gamble again.

D77 began to tell the story of this target.

Unlike the previous villains, other villains had a repressed past when they were growing up, but Ying Jin did not. He was cold to the core and did not even trust his closest subordinates.

He voluntarily embarked on this path, selling arms, buying and selling people, enjoying the absolute position of controlling the lives of others, and being unscrupulous in the dark area. Even the local army respected him, and everyone called him "Master Jin".

Ying Jin raised many women, each of whom was as beautiful as a flower, but these women were his currency for transactions and a means of making profits.

But such a cold-blooded person still believes in Buddhism.

It was really dirty to the Buddha. Qi Yan still kept her kneeling posture and complained silently in her heart.

"Qi Yan, are you fascinated by the handsome guy?" At this time, a girl next to her lowered her voice and said, "It's time for us to leave, the tour group is about to leave."

Qi Yan suddenly remembered the identity of the original owner this time - a college student who signed up for a foreign tour group. This time he came out to appreciate the customs and customs of foreign countries during the vacation. The person talking next to him was his friend Zhang Xiaolu.

Now that she's gone with the tour group, where can she get close to Ying Jin?

She stood up with a heavy heart, rubbed her sore knees and walked out, thinking of excuses to deal with Zhang Xiaolu leaving first. Qi Yan didn't pay attention to her steps for a moment, tripped over the threshold of the temple, and immediately threw herself forward.

Her heart suddenly rose to her throat, and she urgently ordered D77 to protect her, but before she fell face-to-face, a strong arm went around her waist and picked her up.

Behind her was the refreshing scent of sandalwood. She stiffened and came to her senses, and said softly and solemnly: "Thank you."

The man let go of his hand, took a step back and nodded politely: "It's okay."

Ying Jin's face faced the sunlight outside, like thin and light porcelain, faintly glowing. His eyes under the gold frames were as quiet as a deep pool, gentle and without any sharpness.

Qi Yan had no intention of leaving. She stood at the door with a crooked smile: "What do you call a handsome guy?"

The distance between the two people is extremely close, but they are not close to each other, maintaining an extremely restrained gap.

Ying Jin's eyes were filled with interest. Others had always avoided him, but some people really dared to get close to him.

He looked at the girl with a young face, full of collagen, and a pair of beautiful peach-like eyes with charming curves. She was as green as an apple, but she seemed to be deliberately smeared with a layer of red honey, blatantly seductive.

Ying Jin couldn't help but look down and looked at her again.

The girl has a very good figure. Even if she is wearing casual clothes, she can still see her proud figure. The waist restrained on the denim shorts is not too tight, and then there is a pair of slender and beautiful legs.

"Ying Jin." He said his name, turned around and whispered something to his subordinates behind him.

The subordinate glanced at Qi Yan calmly and nodded.

Qi Yan naturally caught that look keenly, but she didn't understand its meaning, so she could only cheer up.

After Ying Jin finished explaining, he left without leaving an extra glance, as if he had never communicated with her.

But Qi Yan always felt that something was a little strange. His subordinates obviously glanced at her, which meant that what Ying Jin ordered his subordinates must be about her.

Judging from Ying Jin’s profession...

not good!

He wants to kidnap her! !

Qi Yan suddenly thought of this great possibility, and immediately grabbed Zhang Xiaolu's hand and ran out. She was unfamiliar with the place and the place, and had not fully absorbed the memory in her mind, so she could only rely on Zhang Xiaolu to escape.

She was careless, she was careless. How could Ying Jin be as easy to get in touch with as the previous people? All he could think about was killing and money and power. When he saw her, his first reaction was to measure her value.

Zhang Xiaolu's face was full of confusion. She had to run with her hair flying: "What are you doing? Why weren't you in a hurry just now? It's okay. If everyone is not here, the tour guide will wait for us. You, hey, hey, hey, slow down! "

Qi Yanxin raised her voice and said in a panic: "Where is the tour group waiting for us? Come and meet everyone."

Suddenly, Qi Yan stopped suddenly and looked forward in horror.

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