Because of Li Rong's word of sorry, He Cheng subconsciously thought that something had happened to Xiaoying, and what should have happened had happened.

"What do you say? Didn't find anyone? He Cheng realized the point and asked eagerly.

"Yes! Shadow is not in the suite! ”

"Wait a minute..."He Cheng hurriedly ran to another bedroom with the phone in his arms, and found Xiaoying lying quietly on the bed.

Thankfully, the antique computer was revealed, and He Cheng was thrilled.

"Mr. Li, thank you! I know where Shadow is! He Cheng sincerely thanked him.

"It's good that people are okay! You still call me Rongrong! ”

"Uh, she's fine, thank you so much!"

“…… What are you going to do here, do you want me to help you! ”

"No, I'll come right over, your car is still here!"

He Cheng hung up the phone, helped Xiaoying take off the shirt that had been half-buttoned by Mr. Luo, wiped her face and neck with a hot towel, covered the quilt, and lowered her head to kiss her forehead.

"Thank God you're okay, you wait for me, I'll be back with you right away!" He Cheng said softly to the sleeping shadow on the bed.

Probably feeling the comfort of her bed, Xiaoying's slightly furrowed eyebrows just now stretched.

He Cheng went out, Qin Huai was still waiting for him in the car, and when he saw him come out, he hurriedly started the car and turned on the headlights.

"Let's go to the Xiangya Hotel!"

"Okay!"

The car set off with a nice drift flick.

"There's no rush now, you can slow down!" He Cheng reminded Qin Huai.

Qin Huai's face was a little lost, if such a good car was driven at a normal speed, he would not have any passion at all.

"Master, what's your name? Do you have a business card? He Cheng asked.

"My name is Qin Huai, and I don't have a business card as a taxi driver." Qin Huai thinks that He Cheng is a big money.

He Cheng asked for Qin Huai's mobile phone number, he felt that it was necessary to know a master of car skills, and he might be able to use it in the future, so as to take precautions.

"Master Qin, how much money can you make a month driving a taxi?"

"When it's good, it's more than 10,000, and when it's bad, it's about 5,000!"

"If someone asked you to be a driver, would you do it?"

"Of course I do, but the salary can't be less than my rental!"

"Of course, I left your mobile phone number, and I will call you if I need it in the future!"

"Okay!"

He Cheng made a promise, and then quietly observed Qin Huai, and found that his expression had not changed, and he was not lost. He Cheng thought that in the future, when he had money, he must ask him to be his driver.

Qin Huai was very focused when driving, if He Cheng didn't ask him, he would never say a word, such a person is really very suitable to be a driver.

"Master Qin, where are you from?"

"My family is from Lingnan."

He Cheng sat in the car and casually talked to Qin Huai, and the two of them slowly became familiar with each other.

Qin Huai also has a good impression of He Cheng, and thinks that it is really good to be a driver for him. It's a pity that he didn't know that He Cheng was still a poor worker at this time.

"Stop!" The car was speeding down a boulevard, and He Cheng, the co-pilot, suddenly shouted.

"Sting!" With a screeching sound of brakes, the Maserati made a long mark on the asphalt floor, but the car came to a steady stop on the side of the road.

"Wait for me in the car!" After He Cheng finished speaking, he pushed the car door and got out of the car.

When he got into the car again, he had an extra trunk the thickness of an arm, which was about the same length as an adult's arm, and it was just right to hold it in He Cheng's hand.

The moment He Cheng got into the car with a stick, Qin Huai subconsciously dodged, his face changed, but he quickly returned to normal.

"Hehe, don't be afraid, this is for brutes!" He Cheng said it casually, as if a butcher said, "I'll take this knife and slaughter a pig now," he turned on the lights in the car, looked at the stick carefully, and then stuffed it under the saddle.

He Cheng smiled a little cruelly, Qin Huai was stunned, and he was a little distracted. He suddenly felt that the rich man in front of him didn't seem to be as gentle as he seemed on the surface, and maybe the rich people were more perverted.

At the door of the Xiangyaju Hotel, Maserati nodded heavily and stopped at the door.

He Cheng took out his trouser pocket and found that he didn't even have a coin on his body, originally he wanted to pay Qin Huai for driving.

"Master Qin, I'm sorry, I don't have any money on me, or you wait here, I'll get it for you!"

"No need, you just gave enough to serve you for one night!"

He Cheng repeatedly said that he wanted him to wait here for a while and go to get him money, but Qin Huai sternly refused, and he was not greedy. He Cheng didn't bother, pulled out the key, and walked to the hotel with a wooden stick.

At this time, it was not too late, it was the peak time for the hotel guests to return, He Cheng was wearing a white shirt, carrying a tree trunk in his hand, and his face was covered with frost. Everywhere they passed, everyone avoided it, and at the same time cast strange glances, and some people were whispering in the distance.

He Cheng ignored everyone's reactions, his heart was filled with anger at this moment, he wanted to see this beast who was going to hurt Xiaoying as soon as possible, and he wanted to teach him a profound lesson.

When the elevator door was about to close, suddenly a rough wooden stick reached in and stuck in the middle of the elevator door, and the elevator door opened again.

The people who took the elevator unconsciously stepped back, and the owner of the wooden stick followed one step into the elevator.

He Cheng didn't look at everyone's expressions and frightened eyes, his arrival seemed to be accompanied by an invisible wall of air, and all the people in the elevator were squeezed away by this wall of air, and the center of the originally crowded elevator suddenly became a "vacuum".

He Cheng turned around and stood in the "vacuum" zone, he had just pressed the elevator button on the 18th floor, and was about to press the door close button, when suddenly two women ran out of the elevator from him sideways.

This made the atmosphere of the elevator even more depressing, and the remaining few people did not dare to breathe. They felt the aura, which was terrifying from the creature with the stick. Yes, it's murderous.

As the elevator stopped, people went down one after another, and the people who went down often breathed a sigh of relief the moment they closed the elevator door.

He Cheng knocked on the door of room 1805, and it was Wang Xin who opened the door.

"Big brother, you're here."

"Hmmm! Thank you! Black skin! ”

Wang Xin's skin is very dark, so He Cheng gave him a nickname "Black Skin", because it was popular at that time, Wang Xin felt that He Cheng got a name for him with a very good taste of Crazy Boy, and he was very satisfied.

"I really can't stand you, big brother, when did you become so numb. Actually, I didn't help anything, everything was done by my sister-in-law! ”

"Thank you!" He Cheng said to Li Rong sincerely.

Li Rong glared at him dissatisfiedly and asked, "Did she find it?" ”

He Cheng didn't answer, just nodded, nodded and glanced at Mr. Luo, who was sitting on the sofa like no one.

"What did he do?" Li Rong asked.

"He... I'll take care of it, or you can go down and park the car first!" He Cheng said and threw the car keys to Li Rong.

Li Rong took the key and didn't respond, she had already seen the wooden stick in He Cheng's hand. After the incident at the bar last time, she had a general understanding of He Cheng and knew that she was definitely not the kind of person who was cowardly and easy to bully. She still doesn't know what kind of things He Cheng, who usually has a gentle personality and doesn't fight or grab, will do in a furious situation.

She wasn't worried about something going to happen, she just wanted to see how he handled it.

"I'm a little tired, I'm not going anywhere, I'll sit down and rest for a while!" After Li Rong finished speaking, she pulled over a stool and sat down.

"Why don't you go find a room and get some rest!" He Cheng suggested.

"No!"

"Okay!" He Cheng didn't say anything more, turned around and walked towards Mr. Luo.

"What are you going to do? Someone! I want to call the police, I want to call my nephew..."Mr. Luo just took out the phone, only to feel a sharp pain in his wrist, and the phone fell to the ground.

He Cheng went down with a stick of rage, almost breaking his wrist.

Before He Cheng came, Mr. Luo thought that with his reputation and status, a woman and a gangster in this mere area would never be able to do anything to him, even if he was waiting for a group of gangsters, what could he do? Because he also has a backstage, and the backstage is very hard.

He knows a lot of powerful law enforcers, and he also has a "tiger skin" backing, that is, his nephew, who is equivalent to the crown prince in the dark world of the entire coastal world.

Whether it's white or underworld, he thinks he won't lose. What's more important is that Xiaoying has run away, and now all the circumstances are in his favor. So he has been waiting here with peace of mind, waiting for someone to give him a satisfactory answer, if this answer is not satisfied, he will pursue the matter to the end.

But he never imagined that the people who came did not wait for him to speak, did not wait for him to explain, did not wait for him to pull out those "tiger skins", and came up to serve him with sticks.

At this moment, Mr. Luo didn't mention how much he regretted it, he knew that he should have taken precautions first, but now it's too late.

It's really a show to meet a soldier, it's unreasonable! By the way, Mr. Luo doesn't think that he is a powerless talent, he thinks he is a high-powered minister.

But so what?

"Oops... Oops... Stop it... Don't fight..."Mr. Luo rolled on the carpet of the room, wailing and begging for mercy.

"How dare you hit me! Do you know who I am? Oops..."

"I am... Oops... I am the chairman of Kin Wei Group..."

No matter how Mr. Luo begged for mercy in his mouth, how he threatened and intimidated, He Cheng just held the rough wooden stick in his right hand, and accumulated strength to smash it on Mr. Luo's body one by one. If he blocks it with his hand, he smashes his hand, and if he doesn't block it, he smashes his head, back, and calves...

Mr. Luo was also angry, from birth to the present, when did he suffer from this kind of wretchedness.

"I'm telling you, you're going to die, I'm going to kill you... Oops... It hurts me to death! ”

He Cheng didn't speak at all, and there was no expression on his face. Usually, if it's an awkward fight with someone, it's a fight. He would never be so ruthless, even if he suffered, he wouldn't hate him so much when he was beaten by others.

Mr. Luo's mistake was that he didn't hurt He Cheng himself, but hurt Xiaoying. Sometimes He Cheng feels that more things are better than less, even if he suffers a little loss, it is nothing, he can let it pass, but today it is not possible.

If he lets him go easily this time, it will make him feel that this is not a mistake, but a mistake, and he will continue to play tricks and continue to hurt Xiaoying, He Cheng definitely doesn't want today's events to happen again, so he must be tough, and he must be life and death.