Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

"En." Xiao Mohan responded, put on his coat, and strode away.

Looking at the straight figure of the man, walking like flying, although his fever has not subsided, but. . . . .

"What makes you work so hard? Xiao Mohan, when will you stop?" Gu Chuyan asked while lying on the window, looking at the direction in which his car disappeared.

Xiao Mohan is too busy and tired, and now she is more and more eager to stand alone and help him.

Luxurious Land Rover, parked on the side of the road.

"Master." Xiao Ran's figure came from the front, opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat, and said, "I've checked, the doctor Yao Shengming consulted, he said he prescribed medicine, but it was just amnesia medicine, and it didn't hurt people. crazy."

"Yao Shengming's medicine has been checked in the water, and it is a banned medicine... and now I suspect that Yao Shengming did it on purpose." Xiao Ran said.

Xiao Mohan sat in the car, holding the steering wheel with his fingertips, and kept silent.

"Master." Xiao Ran called him in a low voice, not knowing what Xiao Mohan meant.

"Let Ah Qing do it." Xiao Mo said coldly.

How could he, Xiao Mohan, dare to use this kind of excuse to hurt his woman, make her unconscious, and almost lose her life?

How capable is Yao Shengming, the heir of the Yao family?

"Yes." Xiao Ran responded, turned around and got out of the car.

Not far away, Han Changqing came out of the coffee shop and nodded towards Xiao Mohan. He strode forward, got into the Mercedes-Benz, and raised his wrist to watch the time.

"Three, two, one." Han Changqing counted the time, then suddenly raised his head, stepped on the accelerator, and walked away.

Han Changqing's car was extremely fast, and he was on the road.

A white BMW drove out from the intersection and was hit by a black Mercedes-Benz. His car was knocked sideways and rushed towards a tree. The front of the car was flattened.

"Hiss." Yao Shengming was in pain, and he looked up at the front.

I saw a figure stepping down from inside the black Mercedes-Benz. The man was wearing a peaked cap, the brim of the cap was pressed low, and a mask. It was impossible to tell who he was.

"Bang" Yao Shengming reacted, and saw him holding a baseball bat and pulling it towards the front mirror of the car.

The windows of the white BMW were cracked.

Yao Shengming was sitting in the driver's seat, looking at the front stupidly, and saw the man standing in front of the car, holding a club, poking him from the front, blocking his face with a stick.

"Oh, ah." Yao Shengming struggled to resist, but it was a pity that he was injured just now.

A baseball bat blocked his nose, making it difficult for him to breathe.

Han Changqing whipped hard and hit Yao Shengming in the face with a stick, then took a bottle of something, shook it, and the corner of his mouth curled into an evil smile.

"Puff puff puff" a few times, the white BMW was sprayed with fixed glue, the door and the glass were all pasted up, and Yao Shengming's mouth was also sprayed.

He felt numb, and when he wanted to speak, his mouth was stuck and he couldn't open his mouth at all.

"Hmm." Yao Shengming struggled, reaching out to open the car door, but it was too late.

Han Changqing lifted his foot, stepped on the front of the car, and sprayed it through the broken glass window. Yao Shengming's hand was stuck there, and he couldn't pull it out no matter what.

Yao Shengming struggled hard, but unfortunately the quality of the Dingli glue was better than expected.

His whole body was frozen on the seat, unable to move.

He tried to speak, but couldn't open his mouth.

Yao Shengming looked forward with some fear, only to see Han Changqing walking aside.

There were people coming and going all around, as if no one could see this scene, and no one came to rescue him.