Rebirth of the National Male God

Duan Qizhou's Adam's apple rolled.

The tall boy outside his eyebrows twitched slightly, "Can't understand people's words?"

I rely on! This is a superb encounter! Duan Qizhou roared inwardly, regretting that he didn't see the person clearly before, and he raised his head to show a smile to the people outside.

"Boom--" The yellow disc lock smashed a hole in the door.

Duan Qizhou's smiling face froze, and the cold iron texture of the lock of the car was pressed against his Adam's apple.

"come out."

Duan Qiri froze and opened the car door and walked out, "Beauty, you don't know each other if you don't fight... ah!"

Si Huang kicked the person in the stomach with one foot, kicking the person out one meter away, sitting on the ground with a pale face, unable to stand up for a long time.

Si Huang walked up to him in two steps, reached out and grabbed the man's hair and pulled it back, showing Duan Qizhou's handsome and injured face, "Don't fight or know each other?" She smiled.

From such a close distance, Duan Qizhou could see Si Huang's eyes clearly, and even the dark green color that was getting thicker and thicker. The pain made his expression distorted, and he was burning with anger. However, the heartbeat that almost jumped out of his chest didn't seem to be as simple as being angry.

Sihuang looked at this young man, and the second generation ancestor, who was in his twenties, was dumbfounded, and punched him down, "Let me meet again, I will destroy you."

On the ground, Duan Qizhi shuddered when he heard the light tone, and when he looked up, he saw that the other party didn't turn his head back... and walked into his sports car.

Si Huang in the car said to Yu Xi who was still outside: "Come in."

Yuen hesitated for a second and walked into the passenger seat of the sports car.

The sports car ran out as soon as the accelerator clicked.

Si Huang said lightly: "With this car, the time to reach H City can be shortened."

Featherene: "..."

"Seven... Seven young masters... Are you alright?"

"Seven young masters! Seven young masters!? You can't have an accident!"

"Seven young masters? Hurry up and reply!"

Duan Qizhou was awakened by a subtle sound from the earphones hanging around his neck.

Put the headphones back on your ears again, "What the hell, I'm fine."

"Seven young masters! You can answer! What's the matter? I just heard a voice..."

"Stop talking nonsense, drive a car to pick me up, that kid Zhang Jinyang is dying."

Hearing this, "Seven young masters, please don't mess around, we'll be here, we'll be here! Wait a minute!"

Duan Qizhou ripped off the earphones again in disgust, took out the cigarette case with trembling fingers, and held a cigarette in his mouth, but he still didn't really smoke. Just sitting on the ground looking at the end of the road, with an empty expression on his face, after seven or eight seconds, he wiped his face with his hands, "Damn it! It's delicious!"

It would have taken more than half a day for Si Huang to drive there overnight.

Si Huang followed Yuen into the dirty alley. The door of a bungalow was open, and a young man in blue stood outside.

"Yuen!" The man saw Yuen running towards him, and immediately came up to him, "You're finally back."

"Where's my mother and Lingling?" Yuxi tightly grasped Xu Wanjun's arm with both hands.

Xu Wanjun said bitterly: "When I came back, I happened to see Aunt Zhao and Lingling being caught in the car, and I didn't know where they were."

Yuxi's face was ashen, and one hand pulled him away from Xu Wanjun's palm, Sihuang came over and asked Xu Wanjun, "Do you remember their license plate number, or the general characteristics of the characters? Where did their cars go?"

Xu Wanjun had noticed Si Huang long ago, and when she asked her, she was a little nervous and thought about it seriously, and after two seconds, she said, "I only remember the number 14 behind the license plate number, they don't look like they look like that. Good man, ah! The man who caught Lingling has a tattoo on his arm and it's an anchor. Their car went out of the alley to the east road."

Sihuang nodded, "You guys are waiting here." Then she turned around and Yuen followed, "Do you have any clues? I'll go with you."

"It's useless for you to follow." Si Huang paused, and the merciless blow made Yu Hen's face pale, "Stay here, I will call when I need your help." After a second, she continued: " I will try my best to bring Yuling and Auntie back safely."

She didn't know if this happened to the Yuen family in the previous life. If she hadn't brought Yuen to Yangcheng, at least there was a man in their family. There is her responsibility here, and she will be responsible.

Yuxi pursed her lips tightly, watched Si Huang leave again, shook her lips, and said with difficulty, "Please." No matter what, there is no way to say righteously, "If you encounter difficulties, try to protect yourself." With such words, Yuxi said solemnly: "Sihuang, as long as Lingling and my mother are okay, I will leave my whole life to you."

Si Huang didn't answer, and the figure disappeared into the alley.

The silver-gray luxury sports car came to the city that never sleeps in H City, and Si Huang got off the car and went to the Night bar again.

Under the colorful dim light, her figure was always walking in the dark, making it difficult to see. After identifying the target, she grabbed her with one hand and dragged her to the toilet cubicle.

"Fuck! Who are you! Dare to touch my grandfather... Ah! Don't fight! Don't fight! You are the master, you are the master!"

Sihuang stepped on the man's gate, and when he saw that he was honest, he slowly asked, "Do you know Zhou Jun?"

The bastard's eyes rolled in a circle.

Sihuang pressed his feet hard.

"Ahhhh-!"

There was a knocking sound from next door: "Fuck! Be quiet, you won't go to open a room."

The gangster opened his mouth to ask for help, but heard a devilish voice above his head, "You still have one last chance."

The gangster shivered and took out his phone tremblingly, "I know! Brother Zhou's phone is here!"

Sihuang asked him to turn the number, and after the call was made, he amplified the voice. It didn't take long for the voice of Zhou Jun to come out, "Chicken, what's the matter?"

The gangster named Xiaochun was about to shout with his lips trembling, when a severe pain came from his head, and he fainted.

"Chick?" The voice of Zhou Jun over there was immediately cautious.

When he was about to hang up, Si Huang had already said, "It's me, do you still owe my life?"

With one sentence, Zhou Jun, who was sitting in the box, suddenly stood up, alarming the people next to him. He calmly said sorry, and walked out of the box, "Sihuang?"