Chapter 243 Out of the Island

Collector, this has always been a strange title. They have a certain economic strength to collect some antiques, and some are even valuable. Of course, the collections they show have a certain formal way. For example, those collected in some shady places will never be displayed, and at least they have to forge a sufficient way, otherwise That's a crime. For example, what I salvaged on the high seas, the family belongings I bought in a certain home do not belong to the state, nor do they belong to the stolen goods of grave robbers.

Zhang Xuan is one of the famous collectors in China. It is said that the collection in his secret room is rich and terrible, but only a few people really know it. It's just that Zhang Xuan has felt a little uncomfortable recently, as if he had been targeted by someone, but when he looked around, it was very quiet, not like there was any danger, so he felt a little strange. But I still hired a few bodyguards.

There is a villa in the suburb of Zhongyun, which is his address and his base camp. What is hidden in it is his treasures, so the care is very strict. With a value of more than 100 million yuan, he will not be reluctant to spend money on bodyguards to protect his life and property. Even his wife and children can't enter this place. Sitting in the living room, Zhang Xuan took a sip of a cigar. Standing beside him were his confidants, who were also his subordinates who helped him handle some unseen business, named Hu Er. He designed to frame Han Ying's family at the beginning.

"I've been feeling restless recently. You should use more snacks for the security guard." Zhang Xuandao.

"But there is no danger. I have checked it, and no one is staring at you." Hu Er said, "It must be that you have been busy and tired recently to have an illusion."

Zhang Xuan took a deep breath and said, "It's hard to say about this."

"Do you think those dead people can come to trouble you?" Hu Er said, "I told you, it's superstition and untrustworthy."

Zhang Xuan said, "You don't know. Some of the mysterious things recorded in my family's genealogy are very incredible. I burn incense every day, isn't it to make myself better? Otherwise, we would have died long ago.

Hu Er muttered a few words in his heart, but he didn't say anything.

Just as he was about to talk about recent things, suddenly the lights in the room flashed and then all went out. Zhang Xuan and his wife were about to call the security guard, but when they saw the door, two figures suddenly appeared. One of them was a woman with an ancient composite bow in her hand. He couldn't see his face clearly in the dark, while the other There is nothing in his hand, and it seems to be a little careless.

With a crack.

The light suddenly lit up, and Zhang Xuan and the two saw the two people clearly. After seeing the woman, they were so scared that they were smart and sweated coldly all over. Their eyes were unbelievable, and their fingers trembled and pointed at her: "You, you, how can you, how is it possible?"

"Don't you know me? Or do you think I should die? Seeing the enemy in front of her, Han Ying surprisingly calmed down. She felt that she wanted to let him taste the horror of death slowly approaching.

"Xiaoying, where have you been all these years?" Zhang Xuan quickly reacted and pretended to be amiable: "Uncle Zhang has spent a lot of effort to find you two. Since you are still alive, why don't you come out to see me?"

"Zhang Xuan, the descendant of Zhang Jiao." Qin Yang sat on the opposite sofa with a genealogy and said with a smile, "I know the strangeness of Purgatory Island, so it's why Han Ying's father went to Purgatory Island to die. You are really cruel. If you are really greedy for ghosts and gods, you will send people to kill them at worst, and you won't harm people by such means, right? Is that all right? It provoked a Han Ying who had lived on Purgatory Island for eight years.

"You, what are you doing?"

"I'm sorry, I have emptied all the treasures in your collection room." Qin Yang said with a smile, "I didn't expect that the things inside were good. I couldn't put it down, so I took them all away. Of course, it's not a problem if you are not convinced, but the premise is that you can live.

"Who the hell are you?" Zhang Xuan shouted.

"The enemy."

Han Ying stepped forward coldly and said, "Zhang Xuan, you killed my father on Purgatory Island. How can I spare you if I don't take this revenge!"

"Bodyguard." Hu Er suddenly shouted.

"They all fainted." Han Ying said coldly, "No one will come if you are shouting."

"It's illegal to kill someone. If you kill me, the police will definitely arrest you." Zhang Xuan knew that she already knew, but fortunately she was not pretending. He gritted his teeth and said, "Your father actually wanted to give the ghost and halberd to the country for free, but we found it together. Has he ever thought about my feelings? It took countless financial resources to find the ghost halberd. Why did he send it out with one sentence?

"That's it. Are you going to kill my father?" Han Ying shouted coldly.

"So what!" Zhang Xuan responded loudly. At the same time, Hu Er had an extra pistol in his hand, but he didn't have time to shoot at all. Han Ying, who had already noticed, shot a feather arrow through his chest. Zhang Xuan was so scared that his whole body trembled. Han Ying said coldly, "It's hard for you to imagine what I experienced on Purgatory Island, right? Thanks to you, I learned archery there, so that I can get revenge one day.

Zhang Xuan sat on the ground in fear and looked at Han Ying tremblingly: "Give me, for the sake of my many years of friendship with your father."

"Have you not framed him for many years?" Han Ying pulled away the bow and arrow. The sharp arrow was only one meter away from him. It was so scared that Zhang Xuan sweated all over his body and his clothes were soaked.

"I can't help it. Your father can't wipe out all my efforts in one sentence, can he?" Zhang Xuan lowered his head, but his eyes burst into a ball of light. At the moment when Han Ying was distracted, he rushed forward with a knife in his hand, but he didn't know at all that Han Ying, who had lived on the island for eight years, had forgotten the words of soft-heartedness and absent-mindedness at all, and the scars on her body were enough for her to throw away forever.

Hum.

The arrow string is still trembling, and the sharp arrow in Zhang Xuan's head keeps flowing blood. Han Ying, who takes revenge, is not happy. The deceased has gone. She can't save her father's life. Looking at her more and more sad mood, Qin Yang couldn't help sighing, gently hugged her and said, "Good boy, let's go. Come on, I'll take you back."

"Ye-huh."

Han Ying nodded silently.

"Housekeeper, send these two bastards to purgatory."

The two walked out of the villa and walked slowly along the empty street like a couple walking. Han Ying wanted to slowly dissipate the sadness. It was not until four o'clock in the morning, the oriental fish belly was white, and Han Yingcai sighed.

"I will be like a normal woman in the future. Why can't I give up my previous life?" Qin Yang asked jokingly.

"I'm not you." Han Ying snorted.

"Dare to bicker with me and fight with me." Qin Yang pinched her face with a smile, but Han Ying's face faded. Qin Yang frowned and said, "What's wrong?"

"Qin Yang, I have really eaten human flesh." Han Ying's tone was a little calm and deeply worried: "I know that many people here are disgusting things that you can't understand in your eyes, I, I."

"What are you?" Qin Yang smiled and said, "Don't you understand after taking revenge? Purgatory Island is not only in reality. There is a purgatory island in everyone's heart. It tortures a person's bottom line. A person's spirit appears like a shadow in the spiritual corner that everyone can't show to the world. The difference is that some people can walk out of the purgatory island, but some people will be trapped in it all their lives. Noodles. Purgatory island, purgatory is quenching, and the island is a closed shackle of the mind. When you walk out of the purgatory island, you have left you on the island for eight years and dissipated with the wind. At the same time, you have also opened the shackles of your heart. What has happened before has disappeared in front of your eyes with the purgatory island and disappeared in you. In the heart. You are a new Han Ying, no longer the purgatory Han Ying. Remember, you have defeated the purgatory island and the past.

"You really can't? Won't you dislike it?"

"No." Qin Yang shook his head, hugged her gently, and said, "You are Han Ying, not only my Han Ying, but also my own Han Ying."

"Ye-huh."

"Good boy, someone will come later. There are a few people who have made friends. I want to see them. Can you go back by yourself first?" Qin Yang whispered.

"Then come back early. I'll make breakfast and wait for you." Han Ying nodded.

"Go ahead."

patted Han Ying on the shoulder, and Qin Yang whispered, "I will go back as soon as possible."

Looking at Han Ying quickly in the dark, Qin Yang sighed, squatted on the side of the road and lit a cigarette, constantly swallowing. The summer night was not too cool. The humidity in the south was already heavy. Lao Qin felt that it was the most pleasant to go back to take a cold bath as soon as possible. When a cigarette was almost smoked and trampled out. He stretched out and said, "Come out and report your name by the way. You don't need to look at them one by one with weapons. At least let me know who it is from?"