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Now that the dust has settled, the mother and son can go to the hospital for treatment.

"Thank you."

The middle-aged woman looked at Qi Ming gratefully and left in an ambulance with the help of peripheral medical staff.

Because Ye Qingwen was not at ease, he followed along.

When everything was over, Qi Ming returned to the electric car and found that Yang Junhai was still in a coma.

With ease, Qi Mingle threw Yang Junhai into the back seat of the tram and drove to Yang's house on a small electric scooter.

Halfway through the drive, Qi Ming's face changed slightly. Looking through the rearview mirror on the electric motorcycle, he found that two commercial vehicles were closely following behind and formed a tendency of double-teaming.

Qi Ming couldn't help feeling weird. He didn't offend people anymore recently, how could he still be stared at?

Could it be the revenge of the Miao family?

Thinking of the Miao Family's embarrassment with him, Qi Ming's anger was suddenly set ablaze, and he decided that he would be so bold and reckless.

Immediately, Qi Ming stopped the small electric motorcycle, took out his mobile phone and dialed the number of the housekeeper Yang, and asked him to come and pick up the people. He had to meet these guys alone.

Qi Ming parked the car on the side of the road, and the two commercial vehicles behind also stopped, further confirming the fact that they were secretly following Qi Ming.

After more than 20 minutes, the two bodyguards brought by the old housekeeper got out of the car.

Looking at Yang Junhai who was tied up by the big five flowers, the old housekeeper had mixed feelings and said, "Uncle Sun, I will take him back to the master now, do you want to go back together?"

"No, I still have something to deal with."

After speaking, Qi Ming patted the old housekeeper on the shoulder and said: "You should call me Qi Ming from now on. Call me Grandpa Sun. I feel a little awkward."

"Uncle Sun, no, what Qi Shao said, the old man will do it."

The old butler had no doubt that Qi Ming would become the grandson of the Yang family sooner or later. What's the difference between calling early and calling late?

Since Qi Ming is not used to this name, take a step back and call him Qi Shao.

"up to you."

Qi Ming dismissed the old butler, turned and walked towards a commercial car behind.

The driver of the commercial vehicle saw Qi Ming coming, and said behind him: "Brothers, that kid found us, get out of the car."

When the voice fell, the door of the commercial vehicle opened, and seven or eight squirrels came down one after another.

Another business car followed closely, and a dozen or so men appeared in front of Qi Ming.

Qi Ming sneered secretly in his heart. Before the Miao family had dealt with himself, they had sent capable bodyguards and fierce thugs. Why did they send these things this time?

Qi Ming is not bragging about this kind of sullen ruffian in front of him, he is still very sure to hit dozens of them.

"It's not ashamed of the Miao family to send you a group of monsters, ghosts, and snakes."

Qi Ming said contemptuously: "Listen to my advice. Some money is not what you should earn. Even if you get it, it won't stay long. It will all become medical expenses."

"Oh, you are crazy!"

A bastard with yellow hair said with a smile, "We are not the Miao family, but..."

"Cough cough cough..."

The driver who spoke before winked at Huang Mao.

Huang Mao immediately closed his mouth and said, "Don't talk nonsense, brat, someone wants to see you, come with us."

"What if I don't go?"

"You are not qualified to refuse!"

Huang Mao pointedly said: "The person we want to invite has never been unable to invite."

"Then try it."

Qi Ming hooked his finger and said, "Don't be afraid to let go."

"Brothers, show him some color and let this kid know how many eyes Lord Ma has!"

Huang Mao took a step back and opened his hands to signal to the gangster next to him to move his hand.

It was said that it was too late, and a black car drove straight up, regardless of rushing into the crowd.

The gangsters standing behind were knocked into flight one after another.

Seeing this, Huang Mao rushed back to the commercial vehicle and took out an iron pipe.

Huang Mao was about to do it. After seeing the license plate, his movements stopped.

Like him, other people showed nervous expressions, it seems that the identity of the car owner is not simple.

After a while, the black car slowly stopped, and a young man in jeans and a POLO shirt got out of the car.

The young man said with a look of disgust: "Huang Mao, what are you doing?"

"Brother Wang, we...we are having fun with this kid."

Huang Mao said nervously.

"Well, I will play with you for a while."

The young man walked over, raised his hand and patted Huang Mao's face, and said in a cold voice, "Go back and tell that traitor, the lady will settle accounts with him sooner or later!"

"Yes, yes, let's go first."

After that, Huang Mao slipped into the car and ignored the companion who was knocked out on the ground.

The two commercial vehicles roared away, leaving Qi Ming confused and young with a smile on his face.

The young man came to Qima and bowed without warning.

Qi Ming said puzzledly: "What do you want to do?"

"Mr. Qi, my eldest lady wants to invite you to meet, please don't refuse, Mr. Qi."

"In order to catch me, you guys are so good at acting, you even used bitter tricks."

Qi Ming said coldly: "Go back and tell that kid Miao Wenyu that Laozi will not go anywhere. He is in Haizhou. If he wants revenge, he will come to Laozi openly and dare to use this kind of abuse. I will let him You all come back and forth one by one."

"Mr. Qi, you have misunderstood. I am not the Miao family in your mouth. I didn't find those gangsters. But speaking of it, their appearance is indeed related to me."

Seeing Yang's calm expression, unlike a person with a ghost in his heart, Qi Ming became more confused, and tentatively said: "They are not yours, why are they so afraid of you?"

"This involves a bit of a shameful past. If Mr. Qi wants to know, Missy can tell you."

The young man smiled bitterly: "If Mr. Qi can believe it, please follow me. If Mr. Qi doesn’t believe it, I dare not let Mr. Qi follow me. However, I promised Miss Qi to take you back. This must be done. Task."

The next second, the young man drew a knife, but the blade was not aimed at Qi Ming, but himself.

The young man held a knife and severely cut on his body.

A long wound across the chest appeared in front of Qi Ming.

"What are you doing?"

Qi Ming subconsciously wanted to help Yang heal his injuries.

The young man pushed Qi Ming away and said, "Missy's order, I must complete it without compromise. If I can't complete it, I can only apologize with death."

"Don't hurt yourself, I'll go with you."

It didn't sound like a joke to Yang's tone. Qi Ming believed that if he didn't go with the young man, this guy might really kill himself.

"Thank you Qi for the first generation."

The young man put the knife back into the scabbard without incident, opened the door and asked Qi Ming to get in the car.

"Tough guy."

This is Qi Ming's most intuitive impression of young people.

The length of the wound is more than ten centimeters, and an ordinary person cuts it, and it hurts to cry father and mother.

The young man faced himself calmly and calmly as if nothing had happened.

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