Under One Person, the little witch only wants to collect elves

Chapter 204 This is called professionalism
After Yan Huan sneaked into the villa, he quickly examined the surrounding environment.

This villa is divided into three floors: upper, middle and lower. The owner is very cautious. In addition to surveillance equipment, there are also bodyguards guarding the villa. For ordinary people, there is almost no loophole to exploit.

There are spies everywhere, and I don't know how the company's temporary workers will handle this difficult situation.

"How about waiting for Brother Xiao?"

Yan Huan thought that with such a professional person around, his actions must be legal and compliant, so he stopped and waited.

But nearly half an hour had passed and Yan Huan still hadn't seen Xiao Zizai.

"Ok?"

"No, he is waiting for me to deal with the strangers here..."

Looking at Xiao Zizai's personality, apart from his bloodthirsty nature and his unique philosophy of killing, he doesn't have any other major problems. He can be said to be mature and stable, and he shouldn't have such little thoughts in his heart.

Unable to figure it out, Yan Huan had to take the initiative and a group of bodyguards in leather clothes and sunglasses tried to take away his consciousness.

"Xuhua!" Yan Huan ordered in a low voice. In an instant, the ghost thief Xuhua responded and emerged from the shadows, jumping on one foot.

The thief ghost is best at sneaking and stealing. It moves silently, hiding quickly in places that the bodyguards cannot detect, and nimbly shuttles among the crowd.

A moment later, one of the bodyguards suddenly yawned, and his consciousness gradually faded, and he was about to fall asleep.

The other bodyguards looked at him in confusion - he was taking a nap at this time, did he not want to work?
However, the yawn seemed to be contagious, and more and more bodyguards began to feel sleepy and dozed off one after another.

In the end, except for two people, the remaining twenty or so bodyguards all fell to the ground and fell into a deep sleep.

Xu Hua nimbly jumped back from Yan Huan's shadow, clasped his fists and said, "Boss, I have stolen the consciousness of most people. However, there are still two people who seem to have magical instruments protecting their bodies. They are very careful about the things on their bodies, so it is really difficult to take them."

"One of them had a lot of stuff on him."

"You've worked hard, go and take a rest."

The soul flag flickered with faint light, and the ghost thief Xuhua was taken into the flag.

"Protective weapon..."

Yan Huan hated this kind of thing that had neither life nor death the most.

There is almost no other way to deal with it except to fight hard.

Moreover, according to the habit of Xuhua, the thieving ghost, if it was an ordinary magic weapon, it would have stolen it easily. If it failed, it could only say that the magic weapon itself also carried restrictions to resist spirits.

The remaining two people are a captain and a vice-captain.

They stood on the third floor of the silent villa, facing their fallen men, their hearts filled with confusion and anxiety.

The two looked at each other. Although they had magical weapons, the strange situation before them still made them feel uneasy.

The deputy captain's legs began to tremble involuntarily. He quickly took out his cell phone and wanted to call Xu Kunfan. However, just as he was about to raise his hand, the captain suddenly grabbed his wrist.

"What do you want to do?" The captain lowered his voice, with a hint of anger in his tone.

"Of course...I told President Xu..." The deputy captain answered with a trembling voice, stammering, a little at a loss.

The captain frowned and suppressed his anger: "Idiot, how long have we been doing this?"

"Almost a year." The deputy captain recalled and answered truthfully.

"Did anything go wrong?" the captain continued to ask.

"No..." The deputy captain shook his head.

Seeing this, the captain snorted coldly and said angrily: "Now that something has gone wrong and it's the end of the year, do you still want your year-end bonus?"

"Stupid head, you're so scared that your voice is distorted!"

The deputy captain was instantly sobered up by this shout.

"But..." "No buts!" The captain interrupted him firmly, "We are fine, which proves that the protective magic weapon given to us by Master Huang is useful. Otherwise, we would have been killed like the person lying down. I think this guy is probably incompetent, so he resorted to such a method of secretly poisoning."

The captain clenched his fists, full of confidence, "If I come in person, my fists will not be for nothing."

Just as he was waving his fist and boasting triumphantly, Yan Huan, wearing a mask, walked over quietly and silently.

An invisible pressure suddenly filled the air, and the vague chill made the captain's heart tighten. He turned around abruptly and saw a pair of cold eyes under the mask, and he was immediately frightened.

The captain pretended to be calm, quickly took out the baton from his waist, and said in a trembling voice: "You kid, I warn you, don't mess around!"

"I'm an expert in free-fighting. Don't regret it if you mess with me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, before the captain had time to do anything else, Yan Huan had already made his move.

Before the captain could use his baton, he was hit hard in the chest. His protective weapon was broken and he felt a sharp pain in his chest. He flew backwards like a kite with a broken string and fell heavily to the ground. He let out a muffled groan and completely lost the strength to resist.

The deputy captain was so frightened when he saw the captain being knocked down so easily that his knees went weak and he fell to the ground, begging with a trembling voice: "Brother! Hero! Spare my life! I was forced to do this, please let me go and leave me alive!"

Yan Huan glanced at the kneeling man and said, "Alright, stop pretending."

"I don't know how you concealed your malicious intent, but the emotions corresponding to the five elements of the human body will not change easily."

The five elements (wood, fire, earth, metal, and water) are closely related to the five internal organs of the human body (liver, heart, spleen, lungs, and kidneys) and the five emotions (anger, joy, thought, sadness, and fear).

Fear is closely related to the kidneys. Excessive fear can lead to insufficient kidney Qi and the loss of the ability to seal and consolidate, hence the saying "scared to pee".

The kidney belongs to water. After Yan Huan got the Water Pearl, he could already vaguely sense the changes in the water element in the human body. Even though this heavily dressed deputy bodyguard looked embarrassed, his emotion of "fear" did not change at all.

"You are so cautious, have you done something wrong and are afraid of being beaten to death?" Yan Huan asked calmly, "It must be Huang Xiliu, right?"

The weapon refiner whose name was guessed made up his mind. Before Yan Huan came close, he suddenly pulled out a small toy gun from his arms and quickly pulled the trigger.

boom!
A rubber bullet flashed by.

The moment the bullet hit Yan Huan's chest, it was like hitting metal or stone, and bounced to the side at an angle.

Huang Xiliu was stunned, his face full of shock and fear. Although the bullet was made of rubber, it was carefully refined by him and its hardness was far beyond the reach of ordinary bullets.

When expanding his business in Zhejiang, he once used only one shot to break the golden bell cover of a passing young monk.

"I'm so angry and frustrated. I guess I guessed it right." After Yan Huan said this, he finally sensed the familiar murderous intent from behind him.

Xiao Zizai walked slowly from the end of the corridor, brushing off the dust on his sportswear as he walked.

"What have you been doing, Brother Xiao?"

Xiao Zizai took off his glasses and blew away the dust. "We cut off the power supply to the villa, destroyed the monitoring equipment, installed a few signal jammers, and blocked the network and communications here... That's about it."

"Except for the people you dealt with, this place should be an isolated island."

Yan Huan nodded and said, "I see. This is what we call professionalism."

Xiao Zizai stared at the man who was kneeling on the ground and had not yet stood up. "What's going on? You are covered up very tightly. Which one are you?"

Before Huang Xiliu could answer, Yan Huan walked straight past him. He did not stop, but just walked towards the central living room on the third floor.

A faint voice came from the corridor: "It's yours."

"Wow——" Xiao Zizai raised his head with interest, and the reflection of his glasses obscured the scarlet color in his pupils.

He threw the bag in his hand into the corner and said softly, "Amitabha, may Buddha have mercy on me."

Then, he took out the red-headed document distributed by Dou Le.

"The former Mo Sect disciple, Huang Xiliu, privately sold magical instruments and mechanical creations to ordinary people, causing many vicious incidents, seriously disrupting the social order of ordinary people, and seriously trampling on the company's established..."

"Forget it." Xiao Zizai frowned, crumpled the document into a ball and threw it aside, "It's too troublesome, just come directly."

(End of this chapter)