The male protagonist stole my fiancée, so I stole her home

The new year is coming, and the new year is coming.

Zhou Miaomiao brought her stepmother Julie from the Lighthouse Country and Long Xing to Jiangcheng, Xia Country.

As soon as she left the airport, she felt the dominance of Yuchen Group in this place.

The advertisements alone were dazzling, and some of the buildings in the advertisements were near the airport.

Looking at the densely packed buildings in the buildings, Zhou Miaomiao was very excited when she thought that these were all hers.

She was extremely poor in the United States, but now she felt the wealth at her fingertips, her eyes were wet, and she cried with excitement.

Looking at the passengers shuttling through the airport and the pedestrians on the street, Zhou Miaomiao clenched her fists, with a look of contempt in her eyes.

"A bunch of bumpkins, dressed so rustically." Zhou Miaomiao raised her nose and said in English: "When I get the money, I won't live in such a place. It will only lower my status."

Stepmother Julie on the side kept nodding, with deep satisfaction in her eyes, and said: "It should be like this. It's okay to travel to the countryside, but it's not necessary to live there permanently."

"Besides, we just bought the plane tickets, and a company provided us with all the expenses for this trip. These companies just wanted a patent for the foaming agent technology and offered a very high price. This made me feel respected."

"This technology cannot be used in a small place."

The two had an inexplicable sense of superiority and commented on Jiang Cheng.

For them, coming to Xiaguo from the world's strongest beacon country is equivalent to a dimensionality reduction attack. No matter who looks at them, the two will show a sense of superiority.

Long Xing said nothing, because he was sighing at the familiar smell of Xiaguo and the faces and skin of Xiaguo people everywhere.

After being forced to leave Xia Country for five or six years, the painful memories of fleeing came to his mind again.

He missed this smell so much.

The Long family, many enemies... those who betrayed me, this time, none of them can escape.

Long Xing secretly swore in his heart, but there was no trace of it on the surface. He smiled and said, "I have booked a hotel and will stay here first. I will be responsible for finding out where Zhou Yun lives at night."

Zhou Miaomiao recovered and smiled at him, "Thank you for your hard work, Long. I really appreciate you accompanying us and taking care of us so much."

Long Xing said politely, "It's all my duty, Miaomiao, as long as you are happy."

There is a special passage outside the airport for taxis to pick up passengers.

Zhou Miaomiao has forgotten Mandarin, and she doesn't know the Chinese characters for Xia Country, so everything depends on Long Xing's guidance.

The two women lined up to get on the taxi, and Long Xing was the last one, sitting in the co-pilot seat.

When the vehicle engine started, Long Xing saw from the corner of his eye that there were several people who looked suspicious nearby.

Moreover, they are definitely not from the same faction, and they clearly don't know each other.

Long Xing curled his lips and sneered in his heart: "Interesting, forget it, I'm too lazy to guess what their identities are, it doesn't matter."

The taxi drove away.

The sun set and night fell.

At night, Long Xing asked the two women to stay in the hotel.

He left alone on the pretext of getting information.

When he walked out of the hotel, the feeling of being monitored came to his mind again.

Since he inherited the ancient martial arts, his perception has become much sharper.

In addition, the experience he has accumulated in fighting in various countries around the world over the years has enabled him to accurately lock on any malicious eyes.

Long Xing said nothing and walked forward naturally. Soon he arrived at an empty alley.

He lurked in the dark and finally waited for the first person who followed him to enter the alley. He killed him with a knife and turned away.

He didn't even ask about his origins, and was straightforward.

Following the same method, he killed several groups of monitors in different locations.

He came to an empty park and sat on a bench. In front of him was an artificial lake with willow trees on the shore.

The wind in late autumn was getting colder and colder.

He didn't notice that a camera not far away was slowly shifting from the original shooting direction to him.

Not long after, a figure emerged from the darkness. It was a bald man less than 1.7 meters tall, who looked like a rural man, playing with a small blade in his hand.

When this person saw Long Xing, he rolled the blade into his mouth with his tongue and swallowed it into his stomach.

After doing all this, he came to Long Xing, said nothing, knelt on one knee, and buried his head on his knees.

Long Xing seemed not to see it and continued to look at the lake water glowing with phosphorescence under the moonlight.

Then, within ten minutes, one after another, people like the bald man knelt silently on one knee in front of him.

Ten people knelt in two rows.

"Meet the Dragon King."

After everyone arrived, the bald man whispered respectfully.

Long Xing nodded indifferently and said, "Tell me about the situation."

The bald man said, "Sun Zheng was exposed. According to your meaning, he has been gloriously imprisoned by me and Tiexian."

"Zuoshanhu embarrassed Zhou Yun a while ago, but he stopped when he saw the good and did not cause official backlash."

"Some other smaller ideas were all removed by Zhou Yun one by one, and now the small fish in Nanjiang Province have been cleaned up."

"According to your meaning, we did not take action against Zhou Yun before you returned, and he did not know our true identity."

After the bald man finished speaking, Long Xing did not answer him immediately, and the space fell again.

The reason why Long Xing did not kill Zhou Yun.

was to let Zhou Miaomiao take back her inheritance legitimately.

At the same time, it was also to create an environment for the Dragon King to show his dedication.

Let Zhou Miaomiao deeply realize that he is the best man in the world for her.

Zhou Yun is just a tool to warm up their relationship.

The Dragon King is sure that Zhou Yun still doesn't know his true identity.

But Zhou Yun has done so many disrespectful things to the Dragon Palace, letting Shen Lei leave the Dragon Palace, destroying the Aocheng Dark Dragon Guard, and forcing Ran Long to death. If he is not taught a lesson, it will make the outside world think that the Dragon Palace is too weak.

Therefore, he signaled Sun Zheng, Zuoshanhu and others to give Zhou Yun some trouble.

Everything will have to wait until he returns.

As a result, he didn't expect that Zhou Yun was a hedgehog. Sun Zheng was stabbed and bleeding with a slight touch.

Only Zuoshanhu, who cherishes his life and is cautious, was not in trouble.

"Sun Zheng deserves to die. He is just a maggot. If I knew his character was like this, I would have dealt with him sooner or later."

"You continue to stay in various places. Don't worry about Zhou Yun's affairs for the time being. I will handle it." Long Xing said indifferently and confidently.

"Yes." The rural man bowed his head.

Long Xing continued: "There will be a big war soon. Then, it will be time to use you. The Long family owes me, it's time to pay it back."

The Dark Dragon Guards did not dare to speak and continued to bury their heads.

Long Xing snapped his fingers abruptly, and a gentle smile appeared on his originally cold face.

"Nightingale, you are still so punctual. You rushed back from Africa so quickly."

He looked at a dark place covered by bushes and trees.

A ghostly female shadow almost blended with the slightly faint darkness. If you don't look carefully, you can't detect it at all, just like a black panther waiting for prey in the wilderness.

Judging from the outline, Nightingale had a slim and pretty figure, a pair of very long arms, and was carrying a long bag, so her face could not be seen clearly.

Nightingale was not as afraid of the Dragon King as the Dark Dragon Guards, and did not make any sound, as if she did not exist.