The direction he came back, there were more than a dozen people with machetes chasing after him, obviously, this guy didn't come back to save Zhao Huchen and the others, he was at the end of his rope and obviously fell into a big net that had been laid out in advance, rather than fighting alone, it was better to struggle towards that glimmer of life, so he ran back.

Stand with this man like Pingshui, facing the siege of dozens of people.

No one speaks, and the two sides talk nonsense before they fight, which is a bridge that only appears in too many TV series and novels, and no one talks nonsense with you when it is clear that you want to die, because the two sides are obviously a life-and-death ending, who has the heart to talk nonsense with the dead?

At the end of the road, at the farthest point of the long and dim road horizon under a street lamp, two car headlights that converge from opposite directions shine over.

Twenty or thirty black sedans rushed from both ends of the road, and after a series of screeching brakes, dozens of men in suits jumped out of the cars.

Yang Ting, who was as clear as a scholar at any time, got down from the black Mercedes-Benz led by him, followed by dozens of men in suits, Yang Ting, who was as gloomy as a black curtain, breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Yang Caiwei standing outside the crowd safe and sound, and then put his eyes into the crowd, and the lively Zhao Huchen could still jump, and completely put his heart down Yang Ting snorted coldly.

The man in the suit behind Yang Ting rushed forward, and the two sides who were very different in number and quality made a judgment.

After the situation calmed down, Yang Ting walked into the middle of the room, looking at the bodies of no less than twenty men who fell at Zhao Huchen's feet, Rao is wandering in the rivers and lakes for half his life, and he also climbed up step by step from the bottom, he also took a breath of cool air, and then took a look at Zhao Huchen's body, except for a few inconsequential places such as arms and calves, there was no big problem, and the surprise in his heart turned into laughter, Yang Ting said: "It's not that there are fierce people on the Southern Road who can't fight, and there are a few special forces under my hands who are good at it, It's not a problem to deal with twenty or thirty ordinary men, but I've never seen someone like you who still has room for reservations. ”

Yang Caiwei, who originally had her eyes closed, was already pale when she heard the footsteps coming from all directions, and after hearing her father's voice, her mind was all tied to Zhao Huchen before she really settled down, but she still obediently listened to Zhao Huchen's words, closed her eyes, and waited for the bad guy to come.

Zhao Huchen chuckled, did not answer but walked in front of Yang Caiwei, because his calf was scratched, so it was somewhat inconvenient to walk, stretched out his bloodless hand and touched Yang Caiwei's little face, and said softly: "Little girl, you man and I have beaten away the monster, you can open your eyes." ”

Yang Caiwei opened her eyes, the same as before she closed her eyes, it was the face that was as warm as water, and there was also a smile on her little face.

"Are you afraid?" Zhao Huchen smiled.

Yang Caiwei shook her head and nodded vigorously.

"Boy, what do you say these people are going to do?" Yang Ting was a little depressed, and his daughter ignored him.

"Who is behind them?" Zhao Huchen's words were said to the embarrassed man who was standing against the corner, and the man had been resting against the corner since Yang Ting appeared.

The man who was resting quietly with his eyes closed raised his eyelids and glanced at Zhao Huchen when he heard this, and said lightly: "A boss from Chaozhou has more than a dozen murders on his back. ”

"Killed." Zhao Huchen said calmly, these two words made the corners of the man's mouth twitch slightly, and made Yang Ting smile.

"Listen to him." Yang Ting waved his hand, walked back to the Mercedes-Benz with his hands behind his back, stood in front of the car door and said to Zhao Huchen: "I don't care about the next thing, you can do it." ”

The Mercedes-Benz car left, standing beside Zhao Huchen, Yang Caiwei muttered and complained that this father really had no conscience, and never said a word to her from the beginning.

"Do you want to go to the hospital?" Zhao Huchen asked the man, and the man who was leaning against the wall with a slightly undulating chest opened his eyes and looked at Zhao Huchen vigilantly.

"Don't worry, even if you say you want to go, I won't send you there." Zhao Huchen shook his head, he was not disgusted by the man's unexpected defense, but he was a little kind, after all, he also treated people with such a guard in this city.

"Don't expect me to repay you as a lifesaver, and don't expect me to do things for you." The man's voice is very clear, it is the kind of clarity without impurities, it is precisely because of this clear voice, so even if his voice is very soft, it is enough for people to hear what he is saying, and there is no happiness in the rest of his life on his calm face, just as Zhao Huchen saw him before when he was chased and killed, there was no panic and the fear that should have appeared, and I am afraid that only he knows how many secrets behind this unusual man are everywhere.

"I won't thank you for running back and stabbing me in the back." Zhao Huchen said lightly.

The man was silent for a while, the corners of his mouth twitched reluctantly, revealing a normal smile, and turned around and walked away silently.

"After this group of people is solved for me today, the Chaozhou people behind them will only count the accounts on your head, we make a deal, and I will clean up dozens of garbage and clean up a hundred garbage is the same, I will uproot this group of people, you do one thing for me." Zhao Huchen narrowed his eyes slightly, what kind of terrifying power this seemingly thin man possessed he had just now, so he would throw out such an olive branch, because he believed that this man would bring him more than he paid.

"I don't give people my life." The man frowned.

"I don't want your life." Zhao Huchen's eyebrows rose slightly, holding Yang Caiwei's hand, and his light smile had the same fatal charm to women as calmly when he gently spit out the two words of killing before.

"That's okay, you say, you want me to do something for you." The man said calmly.

Zhao Huchen took the note with the man's contact information written on it, looked at the man's back and left, glanced at the body lying on the ground, took Yang Caiwei's hand and sat in the car, and said to the men in suits who stayed: "Hurry up and solve it, don't leave the trouble, and find out the people behind these people and solve it." ”

"Yes." A man in a suit at the head responded respectfully.

Back at the villa, Yang Ting was sitting in the living room.

Yang Caiwei called her dad and went upstairs to take a bath, not only did she go to the mall today, but the experience after consuming a lot of her physical strength made her mentally tired, saying that she was not afraid, it was fake, after a period of fear, although there was still no danger in the end, but a burst of physical exhaustion still made this Nizi no longer let her live, go to take a bath, and then go to sleep.

Knowing that Yang Ting had something to say, Zhao Huchen sat on the single sofa on the other side of the living room.

"Is it to blame that I sent someone to follow you two?" Yang Ting put down the newspaper in his hand and asked.

Zhao Huchen was stunned, obviously he didn't expect Yang Ting to use such a topic as his opening remarks, and said with a smile after a while: "No." ”

"Really?" Yang Ting asked playfully.

"Not really, it's weird if you don't send some people along." In fact, whether it is Zhao Huchen or Yang Caiwei, she always knows the people who follow Yang Ting behind her, Yang Caiwei is used to it, since her father had an enemy that matches her status when she was a child, there will be strangers around her to protect her, although she is very impatient with these people, but Yang Caiwei is not as disgusted as she is on TV, and she also understands her father's hard work, so she has always been silently accustomed to and adapted to the existence of strangers around her.

"That's good, that guy today, that's good." Yang Ting nodded, put the newspaper on the table, stood up and walked upstairs.

Zhao Huchen knew that Yang Ting was referring to the man he didn't even know his name now, and smiled slightly, obviously agreeing with Yang Ting's opinion.

"The banquet is tomorrow, you have a good rest today." Yang Ting stood at the top of the stairs and instructed, and left after speaking, Zhao Huchen and he are both smart people, and they don't need to talk too much to each other, and in Yang Ting's opinion, Zhao Huchen's temperament is not immature in terms of dealing with people, so he is not worried about a high-level banquet tomorrow.

Yang Ting, who turned his back, has his own indescribable luck, people who stand in his position are more faithful than ordinary people, this is not superstition but a natural and natural solemnity of fate, China's population is 1.3 billion, although the vast majority of these 1.3 billion people are unremarkable, but there are still too many outstanding so-called talents, geniuses, ghosts, and talents, and there are many capable people, but there are still very few people who can really step on the upper echelons of this society, just because of this society, If you want to be in the position, it is not enough to have the ability and the city government, it is indispensable to have some luck or the favor of fate, Yang Ting has never denied that there is a lot of luck in the reason why he was able to make a fortune, so today, he is not confused by the old age, he is also very trusted, after today's incident, he is afraid, afraid that Zhao Huchen, a young man who is particularly suitable for his appetite in both conduct and means, will eventually die like countless other talents.

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