Chapter 441: Car Accident

The red sports car roared away, and at this time, Xiangjiang was already full of vitality, He Jueshi stood on the balcony and looked at the sports car that disappeared from sight, and sighed softly, "Terrible young man." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Master, do you want to reply over there?" the old butler came over and asked.

"No, what about He Yu?" asked Master He Jue.

"The eldest young master is still sleeping. The old butler replied.

He Jueshi nodded, "Give me a ticket to England, and I'll visit Mr. Juan." ”

"Okay. The old butler nodded and stepped back.

At the same time, on the fourth floor of this big villa, He Yu was holding coffee in his hand and watching Wang Yao's red sports car disappear through the window.

In the dark room, the screen of the mobile phone on the bed gradually dimmed, and there was a call log of about a minute on it.

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Traffic jams are a maddening thing, especially when driving such a sassy sports car on the road will definitely be onlookers, Wang Yao gently taps the steering wheel along with the music, waiting for the car in front of him to move.

The mobile phone rang, Wang Yao looked at it, and answered with some confusion, "So early?"

"Practice. Zheng Jingjing's panting voice came from the other end of the phone, "The date for my discharge is set, and Uncle Xu will help set it, just three days later." ”

"Okay, I see, I just got a gift for you. Wang Yao raised the corners of his mouth.

"Why did Fei Fei go to Senior Sister Kong?" Zheng Jingjing didn't care about the gift.

"Huh?" Wang Yao was stunned, "Oh, that day she asked me how I was learning Kunqu Opera." ”

"Did she say she wanted to sing before?" asked Zheng Jingjing.

"Well, there shouldn't be, but she's not a child, making random decisions. Wang Yao smiled and adjusted the rearview mirror.

"Well, I see. Zheng Jingjing pondered for a moment, "Are you still in the capital?"

"No, I'm here for your master. Wang Yao said with a smile.

"Hmm, Master, oh, my brother is looking for you to play cards?" Zheng Jingjing asked with a smile.

"I saved up a big game, and I played all night. Wang Yao smiled and said, "You prepare well, by the way, what are you playing?"

"Keep it secret, you'll find out when the time comes. Zheng Jingjing's tone was filled with excitement that could not be concealed, and then she coughed lightly, pretending to be cold, "Of course, if you are busy, forget it." ”

"Why do you still have tsundere?" Wang Yao was stunned for a moment, and chuckled, "Infected by Moke?"

", I'm calling it a general knowledge. Zheng Jingjing said angrily, "I won't tell you, I'll practice." ”

"As long as you're not cramming temporarily, I recommend that you adjust your condition these days and don't increase your practice. Wang Yao admonished.

"Got it, hung up. Zheng Jingjing snorted lightly and hung up the phone.

"No manners. Wang Yao listened to the busy tone on the other end of the phone, the corners of his mouth twitched, and it was the sound of a car horn behind him reminding him to drive.

Pull down the handbrake and step on the accelerator, and when turning at the intersection, Wang Yao instinctively glanced at the rearview mirror, and a motorcycle caught his attention.

The nerves tightened suddenly, but the speed of the motorcycle was too fast, and it gave Wang Yao the feeling that it was almost suicidal and crashed into Wang Yao.

It's not touching porcelain, it's not suicide, it's other purpose.

Wang Yao's mind quickly flashed judgment, slammed the steering wheel and turned in the opposite direction, the motorcycle undoubtedly hit the side door of the sports car, the force was so strong that the door was recessed, almost stuck in Wang Yao's leg.

Immediately after that, a more violent impact made Wang Yao's mind go blank.

The warm feeling coming from his forehead made Wang Yao feel an unprecedented panic.

He calmed himself down with his will and tried to escape from the premeditated car accident, but then another concussion and the spatial flattening of the sports car from being pinched left him unconscious.

A series of car accidents occurred on Queen's Road in Hong Kong, when a motorcycle lost control and crashed into a red sports car, causing the sports car to be frightened and run a red light and nearly crushed by a heavy truck.

And coincidentally, there happened to be an ambulance around at that time, and the injured were taken away before the crowd had time to call the police.

And this news was quickly covered by a protest march with Anita Mui and other superstars a few hours later, and no one paid attention to it and no one cared about it.

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After wandering around the tortoise shell twice, the six copper coins presented a special pattern, and Mr. Big frowned at the hexagram, and next to him sat an old man with long braids wearing a thin long coat in winter.

This old man has a withered face and has many images of long braids in TV dramas, like a person from the Qing Dynasty.

"Grandpa, this hexagram is not good?" the pigtailed old man rubbed his eyes that were about to squint.

"The big murderer. Mr. Big said in a deep voice, "It's strange, am I wrong?"

While Mr. Big was muttering, the landline on the kang rang.

After Mr. Big answered the phone, his face instantly became gloomy, and the powerful momentum emanating from his thin body seemed to freeze the air pressure.

The pigtailed old man held his breath.

"Old Five, do you have any contact over there in Xiangjiang?" Mr. Big put down the earpiece, and his voice was cold.

The braided old man's lips moved, and the folds of his face seemed to stretch a lot, "Yes, what are you going to do?"

"Clean up the portal. Mr. Big slowly took off his legs coiled on the kang, and the old man with long braids jumped off the ground flexibly and put on the cotton boots that were put aside for Mr. Big.

"Okay, I'll get the plane ready. After putting on his shoes and braids, the old man answered and left the room.

Mr. Big took out the fur Dayu that Wang Yao had ordered for him from the closet, and muttered while wearing it, "What a stupid boy who is really worrying, can he still put himself in when he helps others, is it better to call him stupid or naïve?"

Not long after, a medium-sized private jet with hangers took off from an airport in Jinmen, and there were nearly 200 people on board, all of whom were sturdy men in suits and leather shoes wearing sunglasses, each of whom was murderous.

The old man in fur coat, who sat in the best position, leaned on a carved turquoise cane, listening to the old man with long pigtails in a shabby robe next to him.

And everyone has an inexplicable respect for this fur old man.

Because their big boss Zu Shi treats this old man like a grandson, it can be seen how big his identity is.

This pigtailed old man's name is Tong Chun, he is almost 70 years old this year, although he looks like he is 80 years old, he is one of the founders of the largest security company in China, and has taken over the security work of the central level leaders many times.

But his real identity is a disciple of the Green Gang in the early years, a little beggar bought by Mr. Big on the street, and followed Mr. Big to beg for a living, and then Mr. Big 'died', he stayed in the Jinmen Green Gang, and mixed into the management with Mr. Big's connections, and later after the founding of the People's Republic of China, the Green Gang was transformed into a dart board company, and with a kung fu in the early years, a small dart board of more than 20 people developed into a security company of nearly 3,000 people now.

After receiving a strange letter a few days ago, Tong Chun almost died of fright.

Because of the owner of this letter, Tong Chun knew that he would not admit his mistake, because only that person would use this way of writing a letter, and a petal of peony.

When he knew that the old benefactor who had thought that he had died for more than a long time appeared in front of him again, Tong Chun really had a feeling of crossing over, and there was no sense of reality until now.

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The cold and salty smell in the air slowly recalled Wang Yao's consciousness, the feeling of soreness in his body had not been felt for a long time, and the gradual clarity of consciousness restored the five senses, and the sound and smell of the waves that were not too clear made Wang Yao judge the environment he was in.

It should be in an underground building near the sea, because the air temperature and humidity are not like those above ground.

Wang Yao's first reaction was to enter the revival space and find that there was nothing abnormal, except that his physical functions changed from S- to A, everything else was normal.

With a sigh of relief, Wang Yao felt the source of pain in his body again.

Wang Yao's medical skills are okay, and because of the relationship between qi cultivation, he can achieve 'internal vision' to judge his physical state, there is a relatively serious injury on the calf, which affects some movements, and the rest is only skin trauma, and the rest is the head, on the forehead that is almost wrapped in a blood scab, there should be a scar of no less than five centimeters, but now it has healed, and it has no effect.

His arms and legs were tied and he couldn't move.

After assessing his physical condition, Wang Yao rested for a few more minutes, slowly opened his eyes, and slowly adapted to the light of the incandescent lamp in the dim, Wang Yao began to look around secretly.

It was a dilapidated room, about twenty square meters, tied to a chair, and there was a bed next to it, and the bedding of the bed had a bad smell because it was damp and had not been changed for a long time.

There is only one incandescent light bulb overhead.

There were no guards in the room, Wang Yao breathed a sigh of relief, waiting for his strength to recover and break free of the rope.

This level of rope strength is still not difficult for Wang Yao.

With the recovery of physical strength, Wang Yao's five senses are becoming clearer and clearer, because his physique has been modified by drugs, his five senses are particularly sensitive, in addition to the sound of waves outside the room, there are some people who speak Cantonese, laughing and scolding from time to time, the number of people should be more than six people.

Wang Yao pondered in his heart, he didn't know if the other party had weapons, and hoped that in a harmonious society, there would not be too many guns and ammunition.

Just when Wang Yao was silently recovering, there was a noise outside, Wang Yao's expression tightened, he closed his eyes and continued to pretend to be unconscious.

After a while, the door was pushed open, and a somewhat shrill voice came: "Haven't woken up yet?

"It's a miracle not to die, and you won't wake up for a few hours. Another voice laughed, "But the boss's taste has changed." ”

"Less nonsense. The shrill voice sounded again, "Throw her here, find me something to eat,, I haven't eaten anything since the morning." ”

Then Wang Yao felt that there was a heavy object on the bed next to him and was thrown up, the door was closed again, and those people also walked away, Wang Yao opened his eyes and looked at the extra thing in the room.

The slender legs wrapped in jeans, and the precious chopping grass on her body, although her face is covered by hair, Wang Yao should be a good-looking girl by virtue of her feelings.

It looks like he was kidnapped.

Wang Yao was silent for a moment and sighed softly.

It's not too difficult for him to run out alone, but it's not necessarily necessary to bring one.

If there are less than ten people outside, it is not impossible for him to save the beauty after he is put down, but in case the other party has a lethal weapon, he can't do anything, after all, he is not a superman, and no matter how high his martial arts are, he is afraid of kitchen knives.

But you can't see death without help, let's continue to pray that there are no guns and ammunition in a society governed by the rule of law....