A strong release of passion, and a calm return after passion.

Sun Qian, who drove back to Luo's villa after being passionate, really had to think more about dealing with Hou Yuhang. Sun Qian, who put one hand on the window and held the steering wheel with the other, began to think in his heart about how to kill Hou Yuhang, the turtle grandson, silently!

Hou Yuhang's position in the army is not low, and the Hou family has many talents; The army, officialdom, have a lot of heirs! It's really hard to deal with on your own. Although he controls a small wave of underworld forces in Viking City, in front of those soldiers with submachine guns in their hands, that handful of underworld forces are not worth mentioning at all. Don't ever think that you can dare to stand up to the people in the army by relying on the black!

The gun in the other party's hand was issued by the state, and even if he had a gun on his side, he bought it in the black market. If you dare to fight, you can be strangled by nothing by relying on this. Huaxia clearly stipulates that individuals are not allowed to possess firearms privately!

Assassinate! Not to mention that Hou Yuhang will have someone around him to protect him, even if he really kills someone! will definitely leave clues, Sun Qian is not a person who is brave and unscrupulous, and his eyes are above the top, he naturally knows that there are people outside the people and mountains outside the mountains. If it is not handled well, even ordinary criminal police and detectives may find clues. Not to mention that Huaxia still has an ability group, those people can be described as a tough mess.

I really couldn't think of a way to deal with Hou Yuhang's grandson, Sun Qian shook his head a little irritably. He casually looked ahead, only to find a few cars parked on the side of the road. And there was also a Ferrari sports car, which was estimated to be seven or eight million, and a man with long hair leaned against the car. Around Ferrari are four Audi A6s. More than a dozen of them wore upper bodies, showing tattoos, and looked like black thugs surrounding the Ferrari sports car, each holding an iron bar in his hand, weighing the iron bar in his hand with his hand, and a smile appeared on his face.

The reason why Sun Qian, who was not interested in watching the excitement, parked the car was entirely because the Ferrari sports car was a little dazzling, a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere. Sun Qian, who hadn't figured out where he had seen it, put his hand on the car window and looked at the other side.

The group of men with iron rods in their hands and tattoos on their bodies gradually walked towards the man with long hair, the man with long hair did not pay attention at all, leaned on the side of the car casually, lit the cigarette in his mouth with a disposable lighter, and smoked it with a feeling. The muscular man who walked in front of the group of tattooed men did not hold any weapons in his hands, but there was a deterrent effect.

"Why don't you run away?" The sturdy tattooed man who walked at the front sneered.

"It's too troublesome for you to chase after you run away!" The long-haired man said with a smile on his face. The ruffian on his body is full of ruffianism, as if he didn't pay attention to these dozen people with iron rods in their hands at all!

"It's still a man, I thought it was just a little white face who picked up his pants and ran away after playing!" The tattooed man said disdainfully.

"Even if you are a little white face, you have to rely on character and ability!" The long-haired man smirked.

"Damn, if it weren't for the boss trying to break your third leg with his own hands, I'd kill you now!" The tattooed man said with displeasure on his face.