Yunmo's eyes began to reveal a trace of unhappiness, and he pouted, and the cheeks of his cheeks tensed slightly.

It wasn't long before she clenched her fists and said softly, "That'...... So what does she mean by leaving you this car?"

Ye Han looked at the figure and said in a man-like voice: "She wants me to go to her, return the car to her, and then chat with her for a while and thank her well." She did this on purpose so that I owed her another favor, and she had to find a way to ask me to meet her!"

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly smiled happily and said, "She knows me too well!"

But thinking of this, he lowered his head in sorrow, and he didn't know how this favor could be repaid.

And Yunmo's expression became a little ugly, and she muttered angrily: "How well do I know you after only knowing you for a few days?

The autumn wind was sluggish, and the wind blowing in from the outside window had brought Yunmo's whispered angry words to Ye Han's ears.

The tip of every word that came out of Yunmo's mouth was like a knife soaked in a vinegar jar.

When Ye Han heard this, he suddenly smelled a strong smell of vinegar, and he immediately restrained his smile.

He knew that he shouldn't say good things about another woman in front of a woman who loved him, because that would always create a never-ending spark.

He slowly raised his head, stared at Yunmo, and asked, "What do you mean by this?"

"Huh?" Yunmo seemed to be stunned, he didn't expect him to say it so quietly, but he was still heard by Ye Han.

However, she didn't explain, but made a mistake, slowly put her hands behind her back, raised her head arrogantly, and pretended to be angry: "It's not interesting, just talk about it, don't let it say it or how to drop?"

Once a woman behaves like this, it shows that every word she says next must be listened to in reverse.

Ye Han naturally knew that Yunmo must be angry, so he smiled and said, "Then let's drive Su Mo's car to meet her!"

Yunmo pursed his lips, gritted his teeth and smiled, "Let's go!"

If she goes, she doesn't want to go.

To go, to die!

Ye Han only sighed helplessly, Huo Ran stood up, turned off the light in the living room, and then walked over and grabbed Wei Yunmo's hand.

Yunmo was taken aback and asked in surprise, "What are you doing?"

Ye Han pouted and said, "You jealous little woman, I want to teach you a good lesson! Let you know that men are not something you can doubt casually!"

As soon as the words fell, he had dragged Yunmo out of the villa gate and walked to the backyard.

In the backyard, sure enough, there was a car parked.

In order to see clearly, Ye Han turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone.

The light shines on the body, and at first glance it looks like a convertible version of the Bugatti Vegan with silver paint.

Stylish, chic, cool!

Such a car will always be a man's favorite!

Ye Han's eyes burst with golden light, and he seemed to be crazy.

However, he further concluded that this must be Su Mo's car.

Because Mayor Wang could never afford it, and he would never dare to buy such a car, if he could buy such a car, he would definitely be targeted by the inspectors.

When Yunmo saw this car, he couldn't help but pout, and teased: "Rich is powerful, it seems that this Miss Su is still quite interesting to you, no wonder you ...... such a valuable car."

She was only halfway through the sentence, and then she kept her mouth shut, but sometimes half of it was more terrible than saying it all.

Ye Han pursed his lips and stared at her coldly, as if staring at a vinegar jar, and said with a straight face: "Why do I feel that you speak a little mean?"

Yunmo broke free of Ye Han's hand and said arrogantly: "She gave you this car just so that you can drive to her, then you go now, what do you care about me?" I'm not jealous!"

After speaking, she was about to turn around and leave, but at that moment, Ye Han suddenly grabbed her shoulders, quickly bent down and lifted her feet, gave her a princess hug, and directly lifted her up.

Yunmo called out duplicitously again: "What are you doing, you stinky rascal, let me down!"

Ye Hanba responded savagely: "You vinegar jar, I'll let you taste my power in a while." ”

After that, he took Yunmo around the tail end of the silver car, and this scene was like a half-circle around the stage at the stage of the debut ceremony, chic and envious of others.

In the end, Ye Han's footsteps landed outside the co-pilot's door.

Yunmo shook his waist and hips, as if he wanted to break free, but he was actually half-pushing and half-pushing.

No matter how strong Ye Han is, she is a girl who has learned kung fu, as long as she is unwilling, she will definitely be able to break free, but she doesn't want to break free.

Ye Han stood by the co-pilot's door, and the door didn't open, just like putting a baby in the cradle, and gently slammed Yunmo on the co-pilot's seat.

After Yunmo sat down, he still stared at him with slanted eyes, and pretended to be angry and said, "What are you doing, do you really want to take me to see Su Mo?"

Ye Han fastened her seat belt, then leaned his face in front of her, pointed at her nose, and said coldly: "Don't talk, sit well!"

His eyes are hot, resolute, and energetic, and his perfect face is full of infinite charm that no woman can resist.

Yunmo just looked at his eyes, and he was already completely convinced, where did he dare to say more.

Ye Han saw that she had finally calmed down, so he straightened his waist, walked around the car for half a circle, and slowly returned to the driver's seat.

The silver car started with a light "buzz", and then only saw a touch of silver and white with lightning speed, circled the villa for half a circle, and finally rushed out in the direction of the big iron gate.

……

At this moment, in an underground warehouse on the edge of the urban area of Qingjiang City, a silver Bugatti Veyron of the same type as Ye Hankai drove in slowly.

There were five men in black and a young man in a white leopard print shirt on board.

His body was tied with rope, and his head was covered by a black hood.

Along the way, he never said a word.

For his mouth was already full of rags, and besides, he could not speak at all with a strange fear.

The warehouse is on the basement floor, and no one knows what kind of goods are stored in it, except for these men in black.

As soon as the silver cart drove in, it made a turn and stopped in a corner of the warehouse hall.

Then, five men in black carried the young man in a leopard print shirt out of the car and dragged him to the center of the warehouse hall.

The entire hall was filled with men in black suits armed with electric batons.

If you count it carefully, there are about forty or fifty people.

The warehouse was dark and damp, and it was almost impossible to see the faces of these people.

The men in black suits in their forties and fifties, like stone statues swallowed by darkness, sat there quietly, saying nothing or making any movements.

In addition to those resolute eyes, there was still a terrifying cold light.

They are like wolves in the forest and tigers in the rainy night, waiting for the right time to choose people to devour.

In the center of the hall is a long, narrow corridor, and in the bright place of the corridor, there is a round elm table.

A hot meal is served on the table.

It's seafood!

The seafood is shipped from far away, and the price has tripled inland by the time it arrives.

And they smell fresh, and they must have been alive when they arrived, and as soon as they arrived, they were the envy of others.

On the north and south sides of the table, there are two beige soft chairs.

No one dared to touch these two chairs, because they could only be reserved for the protagonist of the evening.

The rest can only be used as supporting roles.

But who else is the protagonist tonight besides this young man who was repatriated?

The man in the white shirt was brought to the table, and then he was pressed heavily on the chair by several men in black.

After sitting upright, they untied the man, removing the black hood and the rag from his mouth.

At this time, the man in the shirt suddenly let out a terrible scream: "Who the hell are you, do you know who I am? Let me go, please let me go!"

Fear tormented his mind, and he had become incoherent when he spoke.

I don't know if he's going crazy at the moment, or if he's begging for mercy!

However, no one answered his question.

All the people just stared at him in silence.

The young man looked around, only to feel that in the darkness, a pair of gloomy, miserable white eyes suddenly appeared.

Fear once again filled every organ in his body, every muscle, every cell.

Suddenly, the lamp on the table suddenly lit up and shone on the face of the man in the white shirt.

This person is none other than Long Qi!

Long Qi covered his eyes, and then slowly adapted to the piercing light, and slowly took his hand away from his face.

This time, he finally saw where he was, and how many people were hiding around him.

I still can't see their faces clearly, but I can still see their shadows.

He didn't dare to say another word, he always felt that if he said more, any shadow in it might kill him.

"Who are you?"

Suddenly, there seemed to be a soft, indifferent whisper of a woman in the air.

Long Qi was suddenly attracted by this voice, and shuddered in fright.

He turned his head tremblingly and looked into the darkness not far from the corridor.

In the darkness, only the footsteps of one person can be heard, and the sound will only get closer and louder.

A figure walked slowly towards him, and four or five more figures followed behind the figure, also slowly walking towards him.

Although he couldn't see the face clearly from such a distance, Long Qi could vaguely feel that the figure of the person at the head was a woman.

And her walking posture is very enchanting, very light, and very flexible.

The sound of her footsteps was always so exciting, Long Qi only felt that her heartbeat and her footsteps suddenly stepped on the same beat.

But he had a feeling of bitterness that his heart was being controlled by the sound of the woman's footsteps.

The woman slowly stepped into the glow of the light on the ground, revealing a pair of royal blue openwork heels, the tips of which revealed two little toes with golden nail polish.

Then, a pair of delicate and slender white legs.

Further up, there is the bright red one-piece low-cut skirt, and then the pair of curvy nipples, and the plump, slightly thin shoulders on the nipples.

Finally, it was her face with a faint pink but cold face in paper white.

The beauty of the face is enough to intoxicate people, but with the coldness that has not melted for thousands of years, it can make people feel endless fear and pain.

When Long Qi saw this face, the blood in his whole body seemed to have been sealed by ice and snow, and his whole body became extremely stiff.

Faintly, he only felt a dark wind screeching through the cracks in his sleeves, and then running around his body.

He trembled stiffly, his lips trembled, and he said in surprise: "Su...... President Suda?"