"Are we still going to chase?" the man next to him asked carefully.

"What do you say? You follow some people. I'll go back and see if something's wrong with Mr. Wang." Xiao Wang said coldly.

"Yes, we'll go now," said the bodyguard in a deep voice.

Finally, three or four people went after Han Yichen and Qiu Linrui. Xiao Wang hurried to the villa.

After returning to the villa, I saw my husband sitting on the sofa leisurely drinking coffee, which was not affected by the explosion just now.

"First... Sir." Xiao Wang shouted carefully.

"Find someone to put out the fire." the man sitting on the sofa said softly.

"Yes, I've sent someone," said Xiao Wang respectfully.

"Well, find out how the bomb came in, and your head will move if you don't find out." the man's calm voice has a strong sense of killing.

"Yes, I'll check it right away." Xiao Wang said and hurried out.

The man sitting on the sofa looked at the empty living room, stood up and walked step by step towards a huge oil painting next to him.

This oil painting looks big enough to quickly fill a wall, and it must be valuable and take a long time.

A huge oil painting, with different colors and rich levels, reveals the profound connotation that nature can hardly resort to words. That crimson, with pastoral lightness, writes the magnificence of youth; The milky white symbolizes the purity and beauty of love and friendship; The lead ash, which implies the heavy tone of fate, declares to people that only resistance can make progress; The black and purple, with shocking power, showed the breadth and depth of life.

The wind blew and the wiper brushed the ground, but in less than five minutes, the wind stopped and the rain stopped, and the grassland returned to tranquility. The sun showed a smiling face. The horses ate the grass, and the grass beaten by the rain straightened up without anger or complaint. The grassland was like an oil painting painted with a green and yellow bottom plate, still as quiet and peaceful as before.

Maple leaves are bright and warm, swaying gently with the wind. The red all over the mountains and fields is like a fresh oil painting, beautiful as Xia; It is like a beautiful poem, picking up the eyebrows and eyes of memory in gentleness, and then kneading it into a vein of tenderness, gently into a wisp of fragrance.

The man stood in front of the huge oil painting and enjoyed the extremely beautiful oil painting.

The man reached out and caressed the lifelike oil painting carefully.

"I like it so much that I have to hang it here. This place is your favorite place. I hang it here." the man said in a low voice.

Using oil painting to decorate the room can certainly greatly improve people's appreciation grade and play the role of finishing point.

Men have been standing there enjoying this huge oil painting. If they really want to appreciate it seriously, they must appreciate it carefully for a long time.

In this oil painting, many natural things are collected, all the scenery of nature is painted on the oil painting, and the whole nature is depicted.

The owner of oil painting must want us to feel the carefree charm of nature and listen to the charm of nature. It creates a perfect picture that will always be stored in people's hearts. Let us feel nature with a sincere heart, touch nature with expectation, and let us face the charm and beauty of nature.

In this vast and quiet natural realm, enjoy your charming laughter and open your heart to accommodate this broad field; Appreciate their beauty with that beautiful music.

Use your dexterous little hands to draw their perfect combination. Here, let your thoughts fly freely, let your heart fly high in the sky, let your mind purify in this dust-free environment, and let yourself completely integrate into this beautiful scenery.

Men seem to be particularly satisfied with this oil painting and take special care of it. Otherwise, they would not have been standing in front of the oil painting for so long.

Moreover, he lives here every day. He must see this oil painting every day. If he doesn't like it very much, he will be very upset to face this oil painting all day.

Jingling.

Jingling.

Until a burst of cell phone ringing interrupted the man's thoughts. When the man heard the sound of cell phone ringing, his face showed an impatient look, which seemed to disturb his appreciation.

When I saw the caller ID, the unhappy look on my face decreased a little.

"Hello! What's up?" the man asked in a deep voice.

"A group of the rubbish, several people can't catch two people. What's your use?" man said fiercely.

"It's my subordinates' dereliction of duty. Please punish me, sir."

"Get the punishment yourself, and then go to the death forest for three months. If you fail, your head will move." the man said fiercely.

"Yes, my subordinates understand."

The man hung up the phone, threw his cell phone on the sofa and continued to enjoy the oil painting.

The other side.

Han Yichen and Qiu Linrui, who escaped, kept running, but they didn't expect that the car ran out of oil on the way, which made Han Yichen very angry. Now they fled to the mountain.

"You are really good at saving people. You don't even check your car. Now I suffer here with you." Qiu Linrui complained.

"Hey! You know I saved you. Even if I don't thank you, I'm still complaining here." Han Yichen said in a deep voice.

"Hum! Mr. Han, you think too much. What do you mean I don't thank you? If you didn't offend the man, would the man tie me up, so the victim is me." Qiu Linrui said coldly.

"What are you afraid of? Aren't you a killer? Aren't killers afraid of death?" Han Yichen said in a deep voice.

"Hum!"

Qiu Linrui looked at Han Yichen, hummed coldly, didn't speak, and walked up with both hands holding the trees on both sides.

"I don't know if the other party's people have come after me." Qiu Linrui gasped.

"I don't think we've caught up."

"Hey, by the way, the bomb on you is fake. Why are there bombs in the villa? How did you do it?" Qiu Linrui asked in a deep voice.

Han Yichen heard Qiu Linrui's words, turned his head and looked at her with a smile, "this is my secret."

Qiu Linrui looked at Han Yichen's appearance, and didn't tell her if she didn't want to tell her. She also pretended to be mysterious and looked very powerful. In fact, Qiu Linrui really wanted to know how Han Yichen did it. If he wasn't undercover, there should be other methods.