The national male god is the first in the test again

Chapter 270 Fortunately, Mrs. Tangyuan defends against electricity
With a flash, Ling Jue dodged the attacks of the two men, turned around and clasped the shoulders of the two men. His slender arms seemed to contain enormous strength, and he knocked the two strong men to the ground with one backhand.

The two were in pain, rubbed their bodies and stood up, pointed at Ling Jue, and asked in horror, "Who the hell are you?!"

"Come on! Someone is robbing the warehouse!" Seeing that Ling Jue was silent and his skills were so powerful, the two shouted loudly.

Ling Jue ignored them directly, frowning all the time, it was really useless to cultivate this body for so long.

If it was her previous body, the two of them would have fainted long ago, how could they still shout.

"Security!" The two continued to shout, trying to escape to the side.

Ling Jue's eyes dimmed, and his figure appeared behind the two of them like a ghost, and he knocked them out with a horizontal strike.

Before the two could react, they were already lying on the ground.

She kicked the body lying on the ground, and a key fell out of one's pocket.

He took out the lighter on his body, took the key, opened the door and walked in.

It smells very woody in it, and there's a little weird--

"My lord, it's actually the smell of poppies. Although it's very faint, it can't hide from Master Tangyuan's nose." Tangyuan jumped to a high place, looking at the large warehouse with a lot of furniture inside.

But the smell of poppies coming from the inside of this wood is true.

Human beings can't detect this inaudible smell, and only Master Tangyuan has this ability.

"They use domestic poppies to ship abroad to make drugs for people?!" Ling Jue's eyes darkened, these people are still doing this kind of business secretly.

"It should be like this, and they are transported hidden in the furniture, they must want to transport it away quietly." Tang Yuan analyzed.

"Whatever, if you offend me, you have to pay the price." Ling Jue snorted coldly, took out the lighter, tore off the paper shell next to it, lit it and threw it into the pile of furniture.

She didn't bring gasoline, so it burned slowly, so she lit it one by one.

After a while, she heard shouts from outside, and the fire inside was burning too, so she went out.

Dodging the firefighters, she leisurely walked towards the meeting place of Kurozuna.

Maybe he is still there, so we can solve it together.

Ling Jue's vigorous figure disappeared from the surveillance, and he went directly up the stairs to the top floor.

She lowered her hat, rolled up her sleeves, and went upstairs calmly.

Soon she reached the door of the office. The lights inside were on. She looked at the people who were still in the meeting and sneered.

"sweet dumpling."

"Yes!"

Tangyuan rushed to the main switch of the power supply, opened her mouth and bit off the wire.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…" Only a few sparks flashed, and the whole building was dark.

Tang Yuan rubbed her mouth and muttered, "Fortunately, Mr. Tang Yuan is protected from electricity, otherwise he would be turned into a baked glutinous rice ball, and his mouth is numb."

It quickly flew to Ling Jue, "My lord, everything is settled."

"Very good." Ling Jue smiled, pulled back the brim of his hat, opened the door and walked into the noisy office.

"What's going on? Why is there a power outage!"

"Did something happen?"

"..."

A group of people were a little confused. They could think that something must have happened, otherwise there would be no sudden power outage.

Ling Jue smashed the lighter in their hands on their desks, and in the dark night, there was an explosion in the noisy office.

"who is it!!!"

"I do not know!"

boom!
The files on their desks lit up, lighting up the entire office.

"Tsk tsk, it's very lively." Ling Jue pulled a stool, and the iron stool rubbed against the ground, making a squeak.

"Who are you?!" Hei Gang sat on the upper seat and remained silent. Even though his subordinates looked at Ling Jue in horror, he still looked indifferent.

He took out a cigarette and lit it, exhaling a wisp of smoke ring.

(End of this chapter)