mad dragon retreat

Chapter 3 The Lost Car Thief ([-] more!)

Finally, an extremely sad fact was presented in front of Qiao San and Satan. The two of them lost their way. Now they don’t know where they are. In fact, according to Satan’s ability, it is impossible to get lost, but Satan has been going all the way. He was so fast, and he kept chatting with Qiao San that he didn't even know where the two of them were now.

"What should we do now?" Qiao San asked the driver Satan.

"Ask me, I handle the car, and you handle the route~" It was obvious that Satan was not prepared to take responsibility for this mistake.

"Hey, don't be so shameless, okay, this is your mistake, so I have to solve it for you." Qiao San naturally wouldn't forgive Satan.Because now Qiao San has nothing he can do.

"I have nothing to do, you can't think of it, we are wasting here~~" Although Satan knows that he is at fault, but there is nothing he can do now, let Qiao San think about it, anyway, Qiao San doesn't believe it, and he will be left behind. it's here.

"Okay, that's the way it is," Qiao San reluctantly took out the phone, and then called...

"Uncle Andy, we are lost now. Please check where your car is now and how to get to the airport?" In fact, cars like Rolls-Royce must have satellite navigation all over the world, so at this moment At this moment, if Qiao San guessed correctly, Andy must be watching him.So at this time, it was a clear choice to call Andy for help. Anyway, the other party knew about him.

"Haha! Are you really lost? Well, now you drive forward, turn right when you see the first sign, and then go straight to a bridge, which is Airport Road, Mr. Qiao, take good care of my car , don’t hurt him~” Finally, Andy couldn’t help but beg for mercy for his precious car, hoping that Master Qiao could treat it kindly.

"Uncle, don't worry, will you send someone to pick up the car later? I drove the car away without your consent. I'm sorry~" Qiao San said apologetically.

"It's all right, I'll send someone to pick it up later~ I wish you a smooth journey~" Andy was reluctant to hang up the phone after speaking, still worried about his car. It wasn't Andy who was narrow-minded, but this Rolls-Royce Not much money, only tens of millions. To Andy, it is not a lot of money, but this car has too many thoughts about Andy, and Andy has an inexplicable feeling for him, the car is like a man's. Little wife, there is nothing wrong with this sentence. For those who love cars, they are indeed little wives.

Although Qiao San didn't know what Andy was thinking, even if Andy didn't tell him, Qiao San would not intentionally hurt his car. Qiao San is a person of quality, but as the saying goes, man is not as good as God, and destiny cannot be violated , As for any accidents, then there is no guarantee, but Qiao San will definitely not intentionally damage it.

I have to say that the road was extremely smooth. Qiao San knew that he could hand in the work safely, but a problem arose at this time. Satan made a beautiful flick when he stopped, but Satan forgot the length of this Rolls-Royce , Che's sexy little butt made an intimate contact with the railing.

"Oh! My God!" Satan couldn't help exclaiming.

"It seems that Andy is going to go crazy this time!" Satan also said helplessly, unexpectedly, something would happen in the end.

"It's okay, it's okay, this old guy, Andy, has plenty of money, so he won't feel bad." Satan said indifferently.But Qiao San knew that this time Andy was not only going to have a heartache, but also a heartache. If Andy saw his beloved car butt being caressed, what would he say?

Qiao San can't control so much. At this time, Qiao San and Satan have successfully boarded the plane. I have to say that Qiao San and Satan are very lucky. There happens to be a flight to Huaxia. The flight takes more than ten hours. Qiao San You can go home.

Qiao San confiscated Satan's cell phone when he boarded the plane. After more than ten hours of flight, Qiao San didn't have such a good sleep. Recently, on the Internet, a novel called "The Retirement of the Mad Dragon" became wildly popular. San likes it very much, because the protagonist of this book is very similar to himself, he is a retired killer, and his enchanting life is also what Qiao San likes, and the author's update is very powerful, and the update of [-] words every day makes Qiao San very happy , No matter how busy Qiao San has been these days, he has no time to read it. He is already very fat, so he can finish reading it in one sitting today......

Qiao San read the novel, and the time passed quickly. Before he knew it, Qiao San also felt a little sleepy. He put the phone in his pocket and closed his eyes. Take a nap first, and continue reading after waking up... ...

The plane was advancing rapidly in the sky, and when Andy saw his beloved car, he was completely furious, "Okay Joe San! I told you to be careful, but you even damaged it for me." No, you didn’t pay attention to me as an old father-in-law at all! Hmph! Qiao San, you wait! I must let Andra clean you up! Make you kneel on the wrong clothesboard! Kneel on the washboard!” Andy said angrily.

And Qiao San couldn't help sneezing in his sleep~ "Who is scolding me?" Qiao San rubbed his nose and continued to sleep... ………………

"Master, the pawn we arranged for the Mubran family was killed~"

"Who did it?"

"It should be Mie Ri, because no one can imitate Mie Ri's throat-cutting method."

"Hehe, it's him again, Mie Ri, does he really think that I dare not kill him~" There was a gloomy aura exuding from the man.

"Master, do you want us to act? Go and kill him~"

"Hehe, we don't need to take such a big risk when he returns to Huaxia. We can't affect the overall situation above because of a small person. Let him be free for a while."

"Master, what do the people above mean?"

"Bold! Don't ask what you should ask, do you want to die!" The man shouted loudly at the person in front of him.

"I'm sorry master, I don't dare anymore~" The man kneeling on the ground couldn't help trembling at the man's words, but he knew how cruel and brutal his master was...