Chapter 1943

"Who is your old husband and wife?" Li Yan glanced at yehaoxuan in displeasure, then waved his hand and said, "OK, I'll tell you what I'll tell you. What happened between you and that girl."

"Oh, I really just met her." Yehaoxuan smiled bitterly and said, "please don't be jealous every time."

"Who is jealous of you?" Li Yanxin glared at yehaoxuan and said, "seriously, you and that girl have a long relationship in previous and present lives."

"Me? And her? Predestined relationship in previous and present lives?" Yehaoxuan felt a little weird. He looked at Li Yanxin for a long time. Then he laughed dryly and said in two voices: "are you all right? When will you be able to see through the past and this life?"

"I am Buddha." Liyanxin emphasized his own identity and said: "you also know that Buddha practice is quite particular about reincarnation sometimes. You and she should have had some fate in previous lives, but the country is for some irresistible reasons, so the fate between you has not been completed."

"Because of the predestination of fate, the fate that was not completed in the previous life will be moved to this life, so do you feel familiar with her?" Li Yan thought.

"Yes, when I saw her, I really felt a sense of familiarity, and I thought there was something in her that attracted me. It was a wonderful feeling, I can't tell." Ye haoxuan frowned.

"This is cause and effect." Li Yan said: "because in previous lives, she owed you a fate, so you are destined to meet again in this life. As for what you owe, it's hard to say. Maybe it's some trivial things, such as a smile and a look back. Your fate with her is only once."

"I don't understand you anymore." Yehaoxuan smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know. You can see through the past and this life."

"Before she left, my master gave me the relic, and I have been practicing hard for so long along her path. If I still can't understand something now, is my exquisite heart still exquisite?" Li Yan thought.

"So my fate with her is over?" Yehaoxuan asked.

"Do you really want something to happen to her?" Liyanxin asked.

"No, no, no, you misunderstood." Yehaoxuan smiles bitterly. This woman always eats some vinegar from time to time, which puts him under a lot of pressure. OK?

"No, no, go and get me something to eat. I'm hungry." Li Yanxin intentionally digs off the topic. It seems that she is taboo.

"Well, there's a Liangpi shop ahead. You don't like western food, so we'll have some Liangpi snacks." Yehaoxuan hurriedly led the way.

Looking at the back of yehaoxuan leaving, Li Yanxin sighed slightly. She raised her wrist and saw a circle of Buddha beads, one of which flashed slightly.

She opened her mouth and wanted to stop yehaoxuan and tell him the truth, but she still didn't open her mouth. What yehaoxuan didn't know was that his fate with her would be understood from then on. Sometimes, it was so simple.

In a small police station in N state.

The police in the world are not necessarily all good people, especially in magnesium. In this so-called democratic country, the police here always do something difficult to understand.

For example, detective Martin here has almost cut off all the underground forces here. Some of them sell marijuana, powder, or organize skin and meat businesses. He has almost everything to do with him. He will give these people some protection.

For example, when the wind is tight, he will notify or warn these people to go out of business for a few days, or keep a low profile for a few days. After the wind is over, he is asking these guys to come out again to make money.

Of course, the profits he takes from these people every month are much more than his annual salary. Therefore, Martin has been very comfortable all the time. He doesn't mind helping these gangsters deal with some things and making them more dedicated to doing things for themselves.

"Bang..." a woman's body was heavily thrown into an interrogation room. Then a police officer came forward and took off the black hood on the woman's head.

The woman is Yang Qian. She was brought here after being knocked unconscious. Until now, she hasn't woken up.

At this moment, a police officer came over with a basin of water. He poured water on Yang Qian's head. The air conditioner here was turned on a little low. Yang Qian gave a rousing blow because she was not free, and then she instantly woke up.

The light in the room was a bit harsh. Yang Qian covered her eyes with her hands. It took her a long time to recover.

"Oh, my God, you see, this Oriental bitch actually looks very smart." Martin said to his men, "if she works seriously, I'm afraid she will become a millionaire soon, because there must be many men who want to marry her."

"Boss, as far as I know, these are the best goods under Hans. Hehe, she charges a lot more than others. Other women are eager for men to pick themselves, but she picks men. It is said that she can't do business for anyone." A nigger said maliciously.

"Oh, really? Haha, I've been a detective here for more than ten years. Seriously, it's the first time I've seen such a thing. Haha, what should I do? Should I give this woman a confession?" Martin laughed.

He went to Yang Qian, took out the baton in his hand, provoked Yang Qian's chin, looked around, and then nodded: "yes, it's really good. It's a kind of water. I don't know if you are happy to do my business, dear Miss Yang?"

"What do you want to do?" Yang Qian's body trembled. She was afraid and angry.

No one is willing to take this road, because once you enter this road, you will say goodbye to your previous life. You will endure humiliation and tears and try to please those people with a smile. But she really has no way. If she comes again, she will never envy others. She will study in school and live her ordinary life.

But now it's too late to say anything. She has already entered the road of no return, and the current situation seems a little bad.

"Oh, the woman even spoke. Ha ha, I think the high-end goods in Hans' hands will be as cold as ice." Martin said to the policeman beside him in surprise.

Several police officers roared and laughed. The atmosphere in the room became more and more serious. In fact, some of these police officers could not be called police officers at all. They were just hoodlums dressed in police skins, and even more terrible than hoodlums.