Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

Xiao Mohan put the weapon into the wall, rubbed the watch with his fingertips, and walked out.

The two got out of the parking lot and drove the Land Rover around. Xiao Mohan sat in the back seat, leaning on the seat, looking out the window with his dark eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

He tapped the armrest with his fingertips...

"Squeak." Han Changqing drove the car, turned around, and turned to look at Xiao Mohan.

Seeing Xiao Mohan's silence, his fingertips were quiet, but he suddenly raised his head, squinting his silent black eyes, opening his thin lips slowly, and his dark eyes were terrifyingly dark.

Not far away, a luxurious Mercedes-Benz came driving through the dark night.

Xiao Mohan raised his fingertips lightly, slowly lowered them, and leaned back.

Han Changqing has followed him for many years, and the two have a tacit understanding of Xiao Mohan's every move. No words are needed. Only one move or one look from Xiao Mohan can express everything.

"Bang" Han Changqing stepped on the accelerator and hit the front.

Land Rover's impact force is 100%.

Now, the car was unprepared and was hit by Han Changqing and forced to retreat!

"Bang bang bang" Han Changqing backed up, bumped into him three times, and finally backed up to the side, safely lying in the middle of the road, arrogant and rampant.

The black Mercedes-Benz was hit so hard that the front of the car was flattened and started to smoke. The front glass window was also shattered, and the driver was frightened.

"What's going on?" Mr. Hei was sitting in the car, drinking red wine and looking at the documents.

Unexpectedly, the car was hit and red wine was thrown on his face.

After his body was transfused with blood, he barely recovered and traveled late at night to investigate his relationship with the Hei family. Has he been deceived over the years?

"There's a car in front of me. It looks like it's looking for trouble. Do you want to bring the troops here?" Upon seeing this, the secretary looked up and said worriedly.

We blocked the road here at midnight, and the surrounding streets were empty. It was obvious that someone had cleared the place.

This is obviously a bad person.

In the darkness, there is a tall figure, as arrogant as a messenger from hell!

He walked towards this side with long strides, raised his foot and kicked the car door, took out his weapon, fired two weapons in a row, and then opened the car door.

"Bang" Xiao Ran raised his foot and kicked towards the car.

Xiao Ran's black eyes were bloodthirsty, and he had a strong murderous intention all over his body.

"Damn it." Seeing this, the bodyguard driving the car pointed at Xiao Ran with a weapon.

Xiao Ran raised his eyes, looked at him coldly, reached out to grab his hand, broke his bodyguard's hand bones directly, and kicked him away. The bodyguard was kicked away.

"You..." Mr. Hei looked at Xiao Ran, a little dumbfounded.

Xiao Ran stretched out his hand, grabbed the wine glass from his body, and without saying a word, smashed it directly on Mr. Hei's forehead.

With a "clang" sound, the wine glass hit Mr. Hei's forehead, and blood splattered everywhere. Xiao Ran was like a midnight ghost, powerful, terrifying, and ruthless.

He reached out and lifted Mr. Hei up and threw him outside.

"Mr. Black..." The secretary saw this and wanted to stop him.

Xiao Ran turned his head, looked at him coldly, slapped him, and knocked the secretary away, knocking him unconscious.

Although Mr. Hei had experienced ups and downs, he swallowed hard when he saw this scene, raised his head and looked forward, and saw the Land Rover door slowly opening.

In the dark night, there was a tall figure vaguely inside the mysterious car, leaning on the seat to rest, as if he didn't know what had happened.

"Third Master." Mr. Hei was stunned. Although he was unwilling to do so, he stood up and wanted to step forward.

Xiao Ran was careless and stood not far behind him.

Seeing Mr. Hei stand up, he nonchalantly kicked him over with his long foot.

"Bang" Mr. Hei was kicked down and he knelt on the ground. His waist was injured by the kick, but his hands were restless and pressed the alarm system signal.