Rebirth of the flower protector

Naturally, Mr. Ximen could not let them take away Fang Zijun and Cheng Zian easily, because if Ye Chu came to find someone, he would still die if he could not hand him over. 898 seemed to have seen through Mr. Ximen's mind, and directly said, "Since you

You did it even if you didn't want to. Do you think they will let you go easily even if you hand them over? As long as their whereabouts are unknown, they won't dare to do anything to you."

"Then what's the point of protecting yourself?"

"Ye Chu is wanted by us now. He can't save himself now. As long as I bring these two women to Ai Hu, if Ye Chu dares to come, he will not be able to come back alive!"

"Why do you want me to believe you?" It's not the first day Mr. Ximen has come out to fool around.

"You can't get up and down now."

"You..." Ruo's stiff reply made Mr. Ximen's face turn green on the spot.

Fang Zijun and Cheng Zian made hesitant sounds, as if they wanted to say something.

Mr. Ximen ignored them. Even if they did not pursue them, the forces behind them would pursue them to the end for the sake of face. Now he began to truly regret it. If possible, he would not have been tempted by lust at that time, nor would he have gone to such a high level.

With this rigid situation, could it be possible that a huge family was destroyed because of these two women?

"Old man, don't hesitate. If Ye Chu comes here with a large number of people, no one will be able to save you!" 898 seemed to have lost patience.

Mr. Ximen hesitated for a moment, "Feng'er, take a dozen masters with them!"

"Dad, I'm afraid..."

"Speed ​​up, don't waste time!" 898 pressed again; Ximen Feng gritted his teeth and led a dozen experts and three Interpol policemen to escort Fang Zijun and Cheng Zian away.

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"Huh, it's just as I expected!" Ye Chu sneered. Behind him stood hundreds of members of the Flying Tigers, all of whom were already armed. I have to say that Mr. Cheng was so brave that the other party dispatched the Flying Tigers without even thinking about it.

team, but it’s no wonder that if something happens to Cheng Zian here, many officials here will suffer. Although Hong Kong is a special administrative region, they must also obey the instructions of several bosses in Yanjing City.

"Brother, what should we do now?" Ye Zi asked.

"You don't have to ask, stop them halfway. If we fight with that guy Ai Hu, even if I have the ability to do it, I won't be able to do it." Ye Chu squinted at the lens that Ye Zi pulled out, and already knew the approximate route they were going.

He decisively ordered the Flying Tigers to ambush them at the intersection.

Interpol probably never imagined that Ye Zi's appearance would be the key to their failure. Without Ye Zi, Ye Chu would not know their route. Once they are allowed to return to Ai Hu, their conspiracy will succeed. As long as Cheng Zian is not harmed, Lao Chu will succeed.

No matter how angry Cheng was, he couldn't do anything to the special government. In addition, it was Mr. Ximen who took Fang Zijun and Cheng Zian away because of his lust, so no matter what, Mr. Ximen would become a victim this time.

Half an hour later, Ye Chu and the others had reached the road that Interpol must pass through, and decisively lurked on the roadside, waiting for them to enter the network.

After waiting for about half an hour, Ye Chu finally saw three cars approaching. The smile on his lips began to become more and more indifferent. His grandma dared to touch my woman.

When approaching, Ye Chu and a member of the Flying Tigers pretended that the vehicle suddenly failed and the two vehicles collided sideways.

898 immediately smelled the danger signal and shouted, "Something's wrong, retreat quickly..."

Rumble…

But Ye Chu and the others had already planned it, and a bus suddenly appeared behind them and blocked their way.

"Tear gas!" the captain of the Flying Tigers shouted, and two members took out tear gas canisters and threw them.

Hiss, hiss...

The whole scene instantly turned into a field of smoke. As expected, the three of them, 898, were from regular backgrounds. They immediately shouted, "Cover your mouth and nose, try not to breathe. The road is no bigger than a room, and it will all disperse when the wind blows!"

Everyone followed the instructions, but Ximen Feng's face turned a little pale and his feet began to tremble. If possible, he really wanted to call his father and mother.

As expected by 898, the smoke was quickly blown away by the wind, and everyone in the group was fine, but it made Fang Zijun and Cheng Zian shed tears.

The Flying Tigers also figured it out, so when the smoke cleared, hundreds of members armed with rifles had surrounded them.

"If they are not captured without restraint, we will give the order to shoot," the captain shouted.

If they were captured without restraint, it would be a dead end. Even if they were stupid, they would not surrender. They immediately drew their guns at their waists, but the Flying Tigers had already received Ye Chu's gesture and fired directly.

Bang bang bang!

The blast of bullets cut through the silent night. Several of Ximen Feng's security guards died on the spot. If he had reacted slower, he would have been shot. At this moment, they were hiding behind the car, while Fang Zijun and Cheng Zi'an were on top.

In front of them, a figure appeared behind them like a ghost.

The Dragon Song Sword exploded with a flash of light, and 897 died on the spot. He didn't even know how he died.

"It's you!" 898 and 890 have clearly seen the person coming.

"Yes, it's me." Ye Chu sneered and stepped forward. At the same time, 898 grabbed Fang Zijun. Ye Chu was still a step slower, like a tiger that had lost its teeth, and was forced to stop, while 890

He also took the opportunity to capture Cheng Zian and threaten Ye Chu.

"Put down the sword!" 898 looked at Ye Chu viciously.

Ye Chu put down the Dragon Song Sword without any hesitation.

"Order them to disperse!"

Ye Chu shook his head and said, "Actually, your target is me. How about I replace the two of them?"

"Woooooooo..."

Cheng Zian and Fang Zijun shook their heads vigorously, but 898 and 890 looked at each other, hesitated, pulled down the handcuffs around their waists with their left hands and threw them over, "Cuff them yourself, and then come over slowly!"

"Friend, isn't it too unreasonable of you to do this?"

"I will do unethical things to deal with you. If you are talking nonsense, I will break your legs first!" 898 said viciously. He could shoot now, but shooting would also mean getting his head blown off by the Flying Tigers.

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"Fuck, you really think highly of me!" Ye Chu cursed, but still picked up the handcuffs and cuffed himself, then walked slowly over, and suddenly stopped one meter away from them, "You have to show your respect.

Be sincere!"

898 used a color towards 890, and 890 threw Cheng Zian over.

Cheng Zian's eyes looked at Ye Chu with worry and regret. Ye Chu smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, am I not here?"

"Woo..." Cheng Zian could only cry.

After Ye Chu walked over, Fang Zijun was pushed away, and then two spears were immediately pressed against Ye Chu's head, and he shouted, "All Flying Tigers disperse, or he will die..."

"Disperse..." The captain of the Flying Tigers made a quick decision and waved the members to disperse. Then he pointed at two members and went up to take Cheng Zian and Fang Zijun down. The two women were unwilling, but they were dragged down forcefully.