Lu Feng has been so low-key recently, so much so that Jin Qiming almost forgot about him.

After school that day, Lu Feng was the first to run out of the classroom from the front door of the classroom, and disappeared again. What, you ask him why he didn't go through the back door, hehe, Jin Qiming was sitting in the last row by the door, did he dare to go through the back door?!

However, Lu Feng is a little angry after all, these days, he has been overwhelmed by Jin Qiming, he has had enough. His girlfriend was robbed, his father beat him every day, and his pocket money was much less. How is it good to go on like this.

So, he wants revenge!

He carried his schoolbag, went to the carport to roll out the motorcycle, and with a gloomy face, he came to the school gate.

I looked left and right, but I didn't see the person I wanted to see, and I frowned slightly.

At this time, behind a big tree, a shirtless tattooed man, about twenty-six or seventeen years old, turned around, and he beckoned to Lu Feng.

Lu Feng rode a motorcycle, and it didn't take long to get under the tree.

"So cautious?!" Lu Feng said dissatisfied.

"Hehe, brother, you are a life-threatening job, do we dare to be cautious?" The tattooed man laughed.

"The money is here, you count." Lu Feng opened the schoolbag, and there was a black plastic bag inside.

The tattooed man opened the plastic bag and looked at it, his eyes lit up, and he took out the plastic bag and stuffed it in his bag.

"Money can make ghosts grind, voila." The tattooed man looked left and right, saw that no one was paying attention, walked out into the street, blended into the crowd, and was no longer seen.

"It's quite professional..." Lu Feng pouted, and his heart was up and down.

The first time you take money to buy a human life, it's fake not to be nervous. However, when he saw Jin Qiming break up with Teacher Song at the school gate, his eyebrows were even more fierce.

Rumble!

Lu Feng rode away on a motorcycle, waiting for good news.

Jin Qiming didn't know anything about Lu Feng's calculations, and as soon as he broke up with Mr. Song, a Porsche stopped in front of him.

Yanagawa City is not a big city, and there are really not many sports cars of this level in Porsche, which blind a group of drivers when they are on board.

A beautiful woman got out of the car and blinded her eyes again.

"Here we are." Jin Qiming smiled slightly.

Every time I see Ling Xi's figure, I am very happy, and being with her is very relaxed and pleasant, and there is an indescribable sense of intimacy.

"Get in the car, Brother Qiming, let's go practice." Ling Xi held Jin Qiming's hand and said.

Jin Qiming nodded and got into Porsche. Of course, it's the passenger seat, and he doesn't dare to drive into the city yet.

Ling Xi drove a Porsche, quickly left the city, and drove towards the old place, but he didn't notice it, followed by a tail.

Jin Qiming is even more inexperienced in anti-tracking, the road is so wide, can he manage people to drive?

The Porsche drove into a deserted industrial area, and the tattooed man in the black van behind him smiled.

"I'm really good at picking places, it's just the right place to start."

"Big brother, that car is a Porsche, what background should the other party have, we really want to do this ticket?!" A little brother asked hesitantly.

"Why, so far, it's all cowardly... Hehe, I can say it, this time it's a murderous business, who dares to drag Lao Tzu back, weigh the consequences himself!" The tattooed man pulled out a gun from his waist and said quietly.

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"Didn't you say that you had to keep a low profile recently, how did you drive a Porsche?"

"Yes, it's because you want to keep a low profile that you drive a Porsche." Ling Xi grinned.

Jin Qiming rolled his eyes repeatedly, Porsche is more low-key than Ferrari?! The world of the eldest lady, he still can't understand it.

The two practiced driving on the asphalt road outside the abandoned fertilizer factory, and Jin Qiming's driving skills have really improved a lot, at least he won't bump into things. This Porsche, too, survived.

After practicing like this for a few hours, it became dark. Jin Qiming thought about Jiang Ling, she was afraid that she had already cooked and waited for herself at home.

If it's normal, it's fine, but there is still Teacher Song Yan at home, if Jiang Ling sees that he hasn't gone back and hasn't eaten, he doesn't want to be punished tomorrow.

"Is the wound on your forehead healed?" Jin Qiming asked.

The last time Ling Xi accompanied Jin Qiming to practice driving, he hit his forehead, and when he went home, he found that he was bleeding, and he had been bandaging it for the past two days.

"Well, it doesn't hurt anymore, hehe." Ling Xi said indifferently.

"It's almost, let's stop here today, and practice again tomorrow." Jin Qiming said.

The two stepped out of the car, intending to swap places.

Ling Xi opened a bottle of mineral water and handed it to Jin Qiming, who leaned on the Porsche and poured it into his mouth. After practicing for a few hours, I was really thirsty.

In the distance, a black van was hiding in the thick grass.

"It's now." The tattooed man threw down his binoculars and whispered to the little brother in the car.

For a moment, the atmosphere became tense. Everyone was silent, drew their blades and iron rods, got out of the car gently, and touched the grass.

In the sky, the last glimmer of light is obscured by darkness.

Shout!

A white light swirled and flew out of mid-air.

Jin Qiming and Ling Xi were both slightly stunned, looking at the white light that suddenly flew in inexplicably.

Suddenly, Jin Qiming's pupils contracted, it was a knife!

At the same time, the tattooed man rushed up with five younger brothers, screaming.

The lightning turned around, Jin Qiming pushed Ling Xi back without hesitation, smashed out the mineral water bottle in his hand, and knocked the knife off.

The knife clattered and landed next to Ling Xi, and she exhaled in fright.

Jin Qiming didn't have time to think about it, and kicked down the tattooed man who rushed to the front, but the other five people also rushed over.

"Kill him for me!" The tattooed man didn't expect Jin Qiming to be so vigorous, he kicked him to the ground, and his chest hurt and he couldn't speak.

The knives and sticks danced in the darkness, and they all slashed and smashed towards Jin Qiming.

Jin Qiming took a deep breath, and the faint spiritual power in his body frantically surged along the veins to his hands.

The left hand strokes and pulls, and the right hand pushes horizontally, the speed seems to be slow but fast, which is the Tai Chi method!

Jin Qiming likes to watch Jiang Ling play Tai Chi when he has nothing to do, a few nights ago, Teacher Song Yan has not yet come, Jiang Ling wore snow-white pajamas for him to play Tai Chi, the grace of his posture, so that he has endless aftertaste, many movements, deeply remembered in his mind.

Moreover, he faintly felt that Tai Chi had many loopholes and some defects, so he supplemented his own tricks with the wisdom root that transcended mortals. I don't know how many times I practiced these tricks in my mind, and at the moment of crisis, I used them.

Jin Qiming was like a vigorous leopard, wandering among the five people, only to hear a few muffled bangs, and the five fell to the ground one after another, wailing and crying. Jin Qiming used his spiritual power, and his strength was extremely domineering, how could these gangsters withstand it.

As soon as the tattooed man got up, he was almost stupid when he saw this scene, he raised his pistol tremblingly and pulled the trigger.

Jin Qiming didn't notice the sneak attack of the tattooed man, and he didn't expect that someone would dare to shoot in the Tianlong Empire, which banned guns!

"Brother Qiming, be careful!"

Ling Xijiao screamed and pushed Jin Qiming down, and the bullet pierced her chest.

"Ahh Jin Qiming's eyes were about to split, his anger was flying, and his violent spiritual power surged out.