Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

"Pfft." Gu Yan blew, and Mr. Hei closed his eyes. Not far away, his bodyguard rushed over and saw the two people in the air being thrown up continuously.

"Is there anyone? Call the police quickly." Gu Yan screamed.

But if Mr. Hei wants to save face, why would he call the police? If the police were called, wouldn't they be exposed? More people will look down on them this time.

"Mr. Hei, please let me go, I want to call the police." Gu Yan was in pain.

"Why should we report to the police? Are you still worried that your reputation is not bad enough?" Mr. Hei said coldly.

He knew very well that these things were man-made, and someone was plotting against them secretly. In this situation, I'm afraid I don't want to kill them yet, otherwise, they wouldn't survive this moment.

"Pa" Wenshui stretched out his hand, held the needle, and shot towards them.

The tiny silver needle flew towards Gu Yan's body. After hitting him, he fell heavily.

"Boss, Mr. Hei?" The bodyguards rushed in, but were stuck, and a group of people piled up.

The little fox turned around, grabbed the branch, shook it a few times, turned around and sat on the fork of the tree, swaying with its little feet, enjoying it very much.

"Boom" There was a loud noise at night.

Thinking it was thunder, the little fox was so frightened that he fell from the tree.

A figure flashed past silently. He fished it out with his big palm, picked it up, and threw it on his shoulder. He looked at the group of people with cold eyes and said in a deep voice: "Did they scare you?"

Hearing that familiar voice, the little fox stared away, with a shy face, and lay silently on his shoulder, taking a nap.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch." The little fox cried out guiltily.

Xiao Ran looked at the opposite side with cold eyes, and saw a Harley heading this way.

"Ron" Harley increased the accelerator, and the sound was obviously very loud on the street.

Bored of asking for water, I dozed off. I heard the sound of Harley and quickly opened my eyes to see a familiar figure driving up in a Harley.

"Help, can someone help me?" they kept shouting.

Han Changqing, dressed in black and wearing a peaked cap, came towards them with a stick, kicked several bodyguards away, hit a tree and fainted.

"You, is it you?" Gu Yan looked at this figure and remembered that on the day he first took office, his leg was broken by an angry young man.

Han Changqing lowered his head. The night was so dark that it was difficult to see his face clearly.

"Ah." Gu Yan was hoisted up, and Han Changqing waved the curling stick and swept it over his legs and body.

The curling wand sucked up the hair on his legs and pulled it out hard.

The hairs were pulled out by the roots and the pores stood up!

"Hero, please let me go." Gu Yan begged in a low voice. Han Changqing sneered and slowly moved the curling stick down.

"He is Mr. Hei, you mess with him! He has power, he has money!" Gu Yan said, struggling and looking at the man beneath him.

Han Changqing was impatient and watched Mr. Hei staring at him. He swung his stick and hit Mr. Hei's forehead.

"Yeah." Mr. Hei groaned, and was knocked dizzy by him.

Gu Yan struggled, and Han Changqing turned around and swung at Gu Yan. The sound of "crack, hole" was deafening! It was so loud that Gu Yan almost vomited out his stomach water.

"Stop, stop, don't." Gu Yan struggled.

He rolled his eyes and fainted instantly.

"Bang" Han Changqing swung the stick hard and hit them on the head.

The two were knocked unconscious, and Han Changqing shook the curling stick away handsomely.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch." The little fox was frightened. Seeing that the stick was about to fall on it, a hand was faster than it, stretched out its hand to catch it, and looked at Han Changqing with cold eyes.

Han Changqing looked down at Mr. Hei and reached out to touch him.