The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

"I'm not crazy. If we get hit in a tire again, the three of us will be arrested. Let me go down. I'll lead them away. You take Teacher Shen and go quickly!" Xia Beiqing said calmly and seriously, no Crazy is not just impulsive, he thinks very clearly.

"You..." Huayideng slammed his fist on the steering wheel, then turned the front of the car and approached the side of the road. The speed of the car slowed down.

Xia Beiqing said again: "When Mr. Shen wakes up and knows about this, he may come to me in a quarrel, or want to use him to save me. At that time, you must stop him and don't let him do this, please Up."

The flower nodded.

Xia Beiqin raised his hand and cupped Shen Zhiyu's face, from the eyebrows to the nose to the lips, wanting to look more and then again, and then tightly pressed against his lips.

The boy's long eyelashes trembled, and tears flowed down his cheeks and fell to his lips, giving the kiss a bitter taste.

Slowly, Xia Beiqing released Shen Zhiyu, leaned against Shen Zhiyu, turned around and opened the car door. The howling wind blew in front of him, and he leaped against the wind.

There was too much time to turn around and look, he slammed on the accelerator, speeded up again, and the car sped forward.

Xia Beiqin fell on the grass beside the road, rolling several times in a row.

"The people are there!"

The group of people looked at Xia Beiqin from a distance. They couldn't see clearly. They could only see his clothes and the faintly exposed eye socket borders. They mistaken Xia Beiqin for Shen Zhiyu, so they stopped the car and headed towards Xia Bei Lean over there and rushed.

Xia Beiqing endured the pain, got up from the ground and stumbled forward.

Someone behind raised his gun and pointed it at Xia Beiqin's leg. There was only a bang. The bullet shot Xia Beiqin's leg, blood was splashed, and Xia Beiqin's body fell to the ground severely.

He turned pale with pain and dragged his injured leg forward. The group of people quickly chased him and held him to the ground. Then, turning his body over, when he saw his appearance, a group of people Suddenly dumbfounded.

"Damn, it's not Shen Zhiyu, we are in the middle!"

They turned to look, and the car carrying Shen Zhiyu had left this road long ago. It was nowhere to be seen, and could not catch up at all.

The popular person grabbed Xia Beiqing by the collar and punched him hard in the face.

"The goal is gone, what should I do now?!"

"No way, take him back for business first!"

They discussed it, and then dragged Xia Beiqin on the ground and dragged it into the car.

Yunci heard some noise on the phone and asked, "What happened just now, how is the situation now?"

Huayi took a deep breath and said: "Boss... Xia Beiqing pretended to be Shen Zhiyu, jumped off the car to divert the fire for us, and he should have been caught by the group by now."

"What are you talking about!" Yun Ci roared suddenly, clutching the phone tightly, even his bones were pinched.

Uncle Zou next to him jumped down. This was the first time he saw Yunci being so radical. It seemed that something serious had really happened.

Hua Yinong said: "Sorry, boss, I'm good at advocating, but I can't stop the car or go back to him!"

Yun Ci pressed his head with his hand, then slammed his fist on the table, and his pale face became hideous.

Uncle Zou only felt that Miss Yunci at this time was terrifying, and asked cautiously: "What's wrong..."

Yun Ci looked at Zou Bo with a pair of bright red eyes, and said dumbly: "Xia Beiqing... was arrested!"

Uncle Zou was stunned. When he realized the meaning of this sentence, he suddenly cried: "Master Bei Qing... Master Bei Qing... What can I do! No, I have to tell the old man, Young Master Bei Qing must be rescued!"

He turned around and ran away.