Tianzihao Xiaobailian

In the outskirts of Huating City, far away from the city center, in a magnificently decorated villa that could be called luxurious, a young man knelt on the ground tremblingly, trembling all over, with a frightened expression on his face. There were obvious fingerprints on both sides of his face. , not red, on the contrary it was a bit purple, it seems that these two slaps were really powerful, and blood had formed, destroying his handsome face for no reason.

A middle-aged man stood in front of the young man, condescending, with an angry expression on his face, as if he still felt puzzled, he kicked the young man kneeling in front of him on the ground, and cursed: "Trash! Who told you to do those things on your own?" The photo? It’s cool? You’re so cool, what about Wang Fuxing and Xia Qinwei? That’s something the young master should care about. What’s the matter with you? Are you bored?”

The young man was kicked and fell to the ground without any complaints. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hands, knelt on the ground again, and said in panic: "Uncle Qin, I am completely kind this time. The face on the face is just to cause him some trouble, don't be angry, because I have driven you for so many years, you must save me once, and help me intercede with the young master."

The middle-aged man, who was called Uncle Qin by the young man, kicked him away again, and said with a sneer, "Can you have some brains? What's the trouble with the surname Wang? Really powerful people will believe that you fiddled with it in the newspaper." Little tricks? How much courage do you youngsters who have no strength but want to eat swan meat dare to touch Wang? You are asking for trouble for me!"

The young man seemed to have been frightened stupid, he just knelt on the ground and kept kowtow, begging Uncle Qin to save him from the beginning to the end.

"Get out, I'll tell the young master about this matter, no matter how arrogant Wang is, it's not your turn to intervene, the young master has his own arrangements."

Uncle Qin said coldly.

The young man didn't dare to refute, he didn't even dare to get up, he just knelt on the ground, kept backing away, and backed out of the door.

Uncle Qin stood where he was, looking coldly at the young man who had been driving for him by his side in recent years, climbed out of the villa, picked up the phone expressionlessly, dialed a number, and said indifferently: "What's the matter?"

The other party's answer was extremely cautious, and said softly: "We are still waiting for the opportunity. When the time is right, we can start the next step immediately."

Uncle Qin's tone was cold, he said "Hurry up" and dropped the phone.

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Just after lunch, Wang Fuxing took a lot of effort, and finally drove the car out of the small parking lot. Miss Xia was indeed a little bit wrong today, she was generally nervous, and she could ask the bottom line even if she reversed the car. Wang Fuxing Comrade was even more heroic, and angrily scolded you for being your sister, but Chu Qianyuan, who is Xia Qinwei's younger sister, was still sitting in the passenger seat.

Wang Fuxing pretended to be stupid, and drove the car slowly out of the restaurant's parking lot and out of the gate. The speed of the car was like a turtle crawling, and the atmosphere was too subtle. Now that he spoke, he might be attacked by two women again. Wang Fuxing wisely kept silent, lit a cigarette, and simply waited for the two to speak first.

As soon as the sentence "Fuck your sister" came out, Xia Qinwei was the first to be stunned. Chu Qianyuan blushed even more, and gave Wang Fuxing a hard look. The charm in her eyes seemed to be more than blame. It's a good sign, a certain comrade He smiled in his heart, but on the surface he remained calm. After smoking a cigarette, he calmed down and felt that he should apologize. After all, as Miss Xia, since she was a child, no one would have dared to talk to her like this , Wang Fuxing, who was always belatedly breaking into restricted areas, touched his nose, turned his head, looked at Xia Qinwei, and said softly, "I'm sorry."

Xia Qinwei seemed to have just come back to her senses, and slowly raised her head, her eyes were red for no reason, as if she was about to cry, and her voice was full of grievances and resentment, she glanced at Wang Fuxing, and turned her head In the past, looking out the window, he said angrily, "Whatever you want to do, why do you say it?"

Really jealous?

Wang Fuxing wished he could hit his head to death, and a casual word could remind this girl of this, how is her little head structured?Wang Fuxing was a little speechless. When he was thinking about what to say, he subconsciously glanced at the middle of Chu Qianyuan's legs. Through the black professional suit, a certain bumpkin didn't have see-through eyes, so naturally he couldn't see any beautiful spring scenery, but Now he just thinks, fuck your sister, the word "dry" is really good, it's really incisive.

Chu Qianyuan obviously noticed Wang Fuxing's gaze, her face was as red as a ripe apple, charming and alluring, she stretched out her little hand and squeezed Wang Fuxing hard, with an angry and shy face: "Where are you looking? "

Wang Fuxing didn't seem to have recovered, his eyes were still looking at Teacher Chu's most sensitive part, and subconsciously asked softly, "Can you?"

"No! Smelly rascal."

Chu Qianyuan was so ashamed and indignant that he shouted loudly.

Wang Fuxing finally came back to his senses, feeling ashamed for a while, but this time, the weird atmosphere in the car became more and more weird, the two women were angry, Wang Fuxing was embarrassed for a while, and just about to say something, there was a burst of mobile phone ringing But suddenly it sounded.

Wang Fuxing heaved a sigh of relief, seeing that it was Fang Haoran's call, he immediately answered it.

On the other end of the phone, Fang Haoran, who came from an ordinary family in Jinzhou, said calmly, "Boss Fuxing, you can do it now."

Wang Fuxing's eyes were fixed, and the embarrassment facing Xia Qinwei and Chu Qianyuan completely disappeared, and he said in a deep voice, "How do you say?"

"Yang Xiujie comes to an underground casino with deep water almost every day. He comes over at [-] o'clock in the evening and leaves at [-] o'clock in the afternoon the next day. It is very regular. I plan to get Yan Di and Huzi out of the car, and I drive directly to kill him." He, I'm a stranger, and I haven't been drinking, I will resist this matter, as long as I don't escape, at most it will be a fine issue."

Fang Haoran said calmly, lit a cigarette, and the sound of swallowing clouds and fog was very obvious.

"fart!"

Wang Fuxing said angrily: "Yang Xiujie is not an ordinary person. Their family is very powerful in Jinling. If they insist on relentlessly, the police will not hold him accountable, but after all, you killed him with your own hands. Are you not afraid of revenge? "

Fang Haoran remained silent.

Wang Fuxing clenched the phone tightly, feeling his heart beating hard. The Huating subway project had just been completed, and he had to take his first step in the city's underground society. He took a deep breath and said calmly: "Give me the address, I'll go over and have a look first, you go home tonight, brothers and sisters discuss it together, Yang Xiujie is going to die anyway, it's the same whether he dies today or tomorrow."

Fang Haoran hummed, fluently reported an address, and hung up the phone.

Wang Fuxing put the phone back into his pocket, and found that the eyes of the two women in the car were on him at the same time. His feelings had been listening to him answering the phone wholeheartedly just now. Chu Qianyuan looked a little complicated, and said softly: "It's about to start." ?"

Wang Fuxing looked calm, nodded, and said softly: "The next few days may be very busy, try not to go out, if you want to go out, you must call me, do you understand?"

Chu Qianyuan nodded obediently.

Wang Fuxing turned his head and looked at Xia Qinwei again. He wanted to stare and say, "Do you know the same thing? This line is so domineering. It's too masculine to say it, but he hesitated for a while and still didn't say it. He said lightly: "Be careful, all of you, it's not a bad thing anyway, I'll send you home first, and I'll go there later."

It takes five or six minutes from the very clean restaurant to Qingyun Villa. The distance is very short, and the three of them are silent to each other along the way. Xia Qinwei has indeed been in a bit of a bad state in recent days. In Chu Qianyuan's words, she has become a jealous jar, Wang Fu Xing disagrees, the result of self-importance is definitely not a sweet fruit, but a naked bitter fruit.

When he got off the car, Chu Qianyuan seemed to think of something, and said softly: "You said that you would take me with you, and uncle also promised."

Wang Fuxing hesitated, nodded and said, "I'll call you tomorrow."

Xia Qinwei stood aside, looked at Wang Fuxing with complicated eyes, hesitated to speak, and finally took Chu Qianyuan's hand and left without saying a word.

The two exquisite bodies, who were almost identically dressed, were wrapped in black professional suits, swaying gently, naturally and gracefully.

Wang Fuxing was a little dazed looking at it for a while, and after realizing it, he lit a cigarette and said to himself, "Is this girl really jealous?"

He himself told Chu Qianyuan that with Xia Qinwei's family background, the decision to accept someone or love someone would be very difficult, but how difficult it was was not something Wang Fuxing could feel. In the car, after smoking a cigarette, he threw the cigarette butt out of the window. Facing the sunlight outside the window, he silently sighed, "How difficult is it?"

After starting the car, Wang Fuxing didn't think too much, and drove away from Qingyun villa area according to the address given by Fang Haoran.

Within a distance of less than 7 meters behind the a100 car.

some corner.

A Camry hung slowly behind, as if it was just traveling with Wang Fuxing's car, without any flaws. "

Inside the Camry, a young man with an ordinary appearance but full of cold evil spirit drove quietly. He watched the a7 go further and further away. With an accent softer than a woman's, she said softly: "The time is ripe.