Xiao Mohan sat in the back seat, his eyes fell on the computer screen, his fingertips operated quickly, the car stopped suddenly, he slowly raised his head, and moved the computer to the side elegantly.

"Master, it's surnamed Hei. Han Changqing said in a low voice.

Xiao Mohan was silent, the corners of his mouth hooked up with a sneer, and his fingertips gently touched the armrest.

"A-Qing, don't get out of the car. Xiao Mohan said in a deep voice.

Han Changqing sat in the driver's seat, clasped the steering wheel tightly, and said in a deep voice: "I can't wait to strangle him to death." ”

"Don't worry, there's a drama to watch. Xiao Mohan said.

I saw the car coming this way, parked on the side, the door opened, and the president was helped out of the car with a plaster cast on his feet, and walked towards this side.

There was a "stuck" and the door opened.

"Third master. The president stood respectfully, supported by his bodyguards, with a smile on his face.

Xiao Mohan lowered his head, playing with the golden pen with his fingertips, and did not look up.

"I heard last night that the third master had an accident, I was very worried, and I sent someone to investigate, and finally found the person who did it. The president said in a deep voice.

He turned his head slightly, and saw a man in black being brought up.

"Now I'll bring people here and let the third master deal with them. The president whispered.

His feet hit the ground, and the pain of his bones came from him.

Seeing this, Han Changqing pushed the car door and got out of the car, strode forward, and kicked the president's injured foot carelessly, only to see the president frowning.

"Your face is ugly. Han Changqing said.

He took a few steps back, reached out and patted the president on the shoulder, pinching it so hard that he was amazingly strong.

"You know everything about my grandfather? Han Changqing said, his handsome face stepped forward, and smiled evilly: "This person, it can't be your person, right?"

Hearing this, the president broke out in a cold sweat! I don't know how to answer.

"Silence, then he is your person?" Han Changqing glanced at him.

When the president heard this, his gloomy face showed a smile.

"How could he be my person? I deliberately caught him and gave it to the third master, just hoping that this matter would be investigated as soon as possible, so as not to let others hurt the third master!" he said in a low voice.

With a gesture in his eyes, his subordinates brought the man in black forward, and the president held a silver gun in his hand, pointed it at the man's forehead, and killed him directly.

Han Changqing touched his chin and said suspiciously: "Your Excellency, it is a crime to kill people on the street. ”

"Could it be that you have become an official, so you can't see it anymore?"

Hearing Han Changqing's words, the president's face was even more ugly.

Some bodyguards wanted to step forward, but the president waved them all back.

"When I see my master, I don't know how to salute, it seems... The way of the world has changed. Han Changqing said, took out a cigarette and took a puff, glancing at him.

The president endured the pain in his foot, knelt down at the moment, and kept kowtowing on the ground.

"It's Hei's fault, in a place like Jincheng, there are still people who dare to do something to the third master, it's Hei's improper management! I hope the third master will forgive. The president whispered.

He continued to endure, reached out from the bodyguard's waist, took out a dagger, and stabbed himself in the heart, blood splattered out.

"Hei vouched for his life, this matter has nothing to do with Hei! The president said in a deep voice.

Blood poured out of his chest, staining his clothes red.

"What brand is this dagger?" Seeing this, Han Changqing bent down and reached out to grab it hard, and pulled it out fiercely.

When he pulled it out, blood splattered on the president's face.

"I'm sorry, I'll plug it in for you. Seeing this, Han Changqing reached out and clasped his shoulder hard, and inserted the knife back into the wound.

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