Outright Favoritism

   Chapter 872

  Li Qiao half leaned against Shang Yu’s arms, and calmly pulled her lower lip, "I'll make a call."

   "No need." The man patted her shoulders to soothe her, his voice calm and magnetic, "Continue shopping."

  He Chen squinted at them, and slowly began to roll up his sleeves, "Whose enemy of you two?"

   "Me."

"I."

  The words fall, Li Qiao and Shang Yu face each other, and there is a smile in each other's eyes.

  Li Qiao knew that it was unlikely that he was from Shangyu.

  He concealed all his whereabouts during this trip, and he rarely spends time in Diancheng.

  She didn't expect Xiao Yehui, but based on Li Qiao's understanding of him, Xiao Yehui would not do such useless work, and it was even more impossible for Xiao Hongdao.

  There is a high probability that she is her enemy.

  Li Qiao dialed the broken hair in her ear, a little irritable.

  She still couldn't help but dialed Bai Yan. Of course, she didn't ask for help, but asked straightforwardly: "Who have I provoked before?"

  Bai Yan was silent for a while, and then said quietly: "You should ask me, you haven't provoked anyone before..."

   "Oh." Li Qiao condensed her eyebrows, looked down at her toes, "I haven't provoke anyone?"

  Bai Yan paused, "Yan League, no more."

  Li Qiao looked up at the sky, speechless for a long time: "..."

   means... Except for her own organization or Seventh Son, other forces have trouble with her?

  Li Qiao is really not impressed anymore, after all, the years of youth and frivolousness do not mention how frivolous.

  At this time, Bai Yan gleefully asked: "You have been retaliated against? Do you need Dad to help you deal with it?"

   "Beep toot——"

  Li Qiao cut off the phone and looked at Shang Yu helplessly, "It should be mine."

  The man lifted his thin lips, and a faint smile appeared under his deep eyes, "Follow me, don’t run around, eh?"

   "Hmm." Li Qiao posted a sticker next to him, clutching her abdomen in a serious manner, "Protect us both."

  She will not do anything if she is not a last resort.

  And Li Qiao’s reliance on the behavior made Shang Yu's eyebrows smile a little bit thicker, "No hands are allowed."

  Li Qiao nodded and agreed, staring at the man, feeling a little strange in her heart.

  He didn't seem to be surprised at all, still calm and relaxed.

  ……

  In less than ten minutes, a lot of guests gambling in Shibei District were scattered.

  The area centered on Li Qiao and Shang Yu was gradually surrounded by a group of sturdy men from all sides.

  The opponent seems to be waiting for the opportunity to move.

  Li Qiaopi glanced around and pressed her lips a little impatiently, "It's really slow."

  The voice fell, and the sound of the vehicle engine suddenly sounded in the huge northern area.

  Gambling area, no cars.

  But the visitors drove the jeep in grandiosely, and even the vendors selling stones beside them quietly hid in the distance.

  The car stopped, and the driver in the floral shirt jumped down first and opened the back seat door respectfully.

  Three seconds later, a short and fat middle-aged greasy man stepped off the pedal.

  He tugged on the belt, the wax on his head was greasy, a thick cigar dangling from the corner of his mouth, and he walked over shyly.

  At the same time, thugs pretending to be tourists also approached them.

  Li Qiao raised her eyes and looked at the people who came. Xu was the dark face with a bit of Burmese characteristics. She vaguely felt familiar, but the impression was very shallow.

   "Heh, it's been a long time since I saw you."

  The greasy man spoke fluent Burmese to ask questions.

  Li Qiao pulled her lips lightly, "Who are you?"

  Shang Yu held Li Qiao in his arms, put one hand into the bag, and replied in Burmese with a deep voice: "Mr., what's wrong with me?"

  Li Qiao's eyelids twitched, didn't she look for her?

"Shang Shaoyan, I said three years ago that if you come to Diancheng again, it will not be so easy to escape back." The gentleman took off the cigarette from the corner of his mouth and smiled evilly, "This time, don't come. I want to go back."

  The other party uttered wild words and seemed to know Shang Yu well.

  And his word is to escape back.

  Li Qiao squinted his eyes, slowly falling down, and suddenly saw his left hand and tail finger with a golden ring.

  The distance is a little far away, she can't see the pattern on the ring for a while, but it is still a familiar style.

  Faced with his provocation, Shang Yu pressed his thin lips indifferently, led Li Qiao to a stall, pulled out a chair from it, and rubbed her head, "Wait for me to come back."

  Li Qiao said ‘um’, tilted her head and looked not far away, "What’s his name?"

   "Naji."

  Li Qiao said that she got it, she folded her legs and sat on the chair, took out her mobile phone, and was about to find information about Naji.

  At the same time, Liu Yun also returned with the rough stone that opened the window, with a very excited expression, "Madam, these two pieces are both purple jade."

  Li Qiao looked at the rough stone in his hand, raised her lips and raised her chin, "I'm here for you, just to do something for me."

   Liuyun suddenly felt that these two stones were a bit hot.

  I am mainly worried that his wife will deliberately give him problems.

  The scene of the two days after the fall was still fresh in my memory.

   Liuyun bends over, "Madam... please say it."

  Li Qiao grumbled in the direction of Naji, "I want the ring in his hand."

   Liuyun glanced back, and silently stuffed the stone into his pocket, "No problem."

  He seemed to...not take any notice of Naji's appearance.

  Li Qiao leaned back in her chair, thoughtful.

  On the other end, Shang Yu moved elegantly to roll up his sleeves, picking up the tail of his eyes and looking at He Chen, "How many people?"

   "I'm three and you seven?" He Chen calmly talked and laughed calmly, even if the water around him was blocked by thugs.

  Shang Yu raised his lips deeply, raised his eyelids and looked at the opposite Naji, "Keep him."

   "Trouble." He Chen looked at Naji recklessly, "Is this one three years ago?"

   "Yeah." The man's eyebrows were dark, "He still works."

  The place where Li Qiao is sitting is not far away from them, and the conversation between the two can be clearly heard.

  The entanglement seems to come from three years ago. What happened at that time?

Zuo Tang told her that they met Ming Dailan and the injured Xiao Yehui on the Diancheng Expressway.

  So... it means that on the day Xiao Yehui was injured, she and Shang Yu were on the border at the same time.

  The line where Xiao Yehui was injured is indeed not far from Diancheng.

  Li Qiao stared at Shang Yu, and couldn't help but develop a desire to explore what happened three years ago.

   was thinking, Na Ji didn't know what to say, and the surrounding thugs swarmed, surrounded Shang Yu and He Chen.

  The submachine gun was also taken out by the submachine gun from the carriage.

   Obviously came prepared.

  Li Qiao’s cheeks are slightly cold, and some things speak for themselves.

  Someone leaked the news that Shang Yu came to Diancheng.

  Li Qiao glanced at the submachine gun under Naji, with a single glance, knowing it clearly.

  The weapons of the Burmese military department.

  Li Qiao did not delay any more. After sending out a few messages with her mobile phone, she logged into the system with her mobile phone sideways, and quickly found the information of Naji.

  Jade merchants who are active in Myanmar and the border all year round, sell rough stones for a living, and involve many gray industries.

  (End of this chapter)