Ten minutes later, Jiang Han got on Xia Bing's exclusive violent motorcycle with a heavy face.

"Brother Han, why did you suddenly think that you were going to the racing club and not going to school?"

As soon as he touched the handlebars of the motorcycle, Xia Bing was a little fluttery, and he spoke a lot more briskly.

Jiang Han shook his head and said, "I won't go for the time being today, I have something to do over there, please give me a trip." ”

Xia Bing said indifferently: "You're welcome, in fact, if you don't go, I'll have to go later, so you should go in advance." ”

"What are you going to do over there if you don't go to class, won't you be going to race with others?"

Ignition, launch...

The modified violent motorcycle, which was pitch black and ghostly at night, sped away, and the whistling wind sounded in my ears.

"Like you, I used to have a little bit of a thing, but I didn't go drag racing. ”

With a wanton roar, the crotch mount drove out of the city and headed for the D-23 Club on the southern outskirts of the Twin Cities.

Although the time is still early, the last thing the second generation lacks is time, and there are many people who soak in D-23 all day long, and this side has vaguely become a transit point for the second generation of the two cities to gather and have fun.

When Xia Bing arrived, two ruffians who acted as security guards immediately ran over.

"Sister Bing, you're here, please come in... Come in..."

"Well, give me the car. Xia Bing nodded, with a serious expression on his face.

"Yes, yes, don't worry...."

Jiang Han followed behind Xia Bing with a sluggish expression all the way.

The second generation is like Xia Bing who is like meeting the black boss. In that battle, Jiang Han felt that Xia Bing's Nizi already had Xia Hong's two points of skill.

Xia Bing walked to a booth and sat down, patting the leather cushion: "Brother Han, sit." Would you like to have a drink?"

"You're here..."Jiang Han pointed to a group of second-generation people standing in the distance.

Xia Bing said "suddenly realized": "Oh, you said they, as soon as the Han family fell, many of these guys begged me to intercede for their family at my father's place, and then that's it..."

Jiang Han understood that a kind of gratitude to the life-saving benefactor and the worship of the boss's daughter caused the current scene.

"Oh yes, Brother Han, you sit down for a while, I'll leave for something. Xia Bing's eyes aimed at a corner, and he suddenly spoke, and left with a pummer.

Jiang Han leaned back on the soft chair, leisurely picked up a glass of red wine, shook it in his hand like in TV, and drank it dry in one gulp.

Jiang Han frowned, staring at the cup in his hand with some confusion.

Looking at the bewitching wine like blood at the bottom of the transparent cup, Jiang Han saw a pair of long legs that were getting closer and closer in the reflection.

"Brother Jiang, it's really not easy to contact you, today, let's have a good chat. ”

A woman in a white evening dress sat across from Jiang Han, poured a glass of wine unceremoniously, and looked at Jiang Han with a certain deep meaning in her moist eyes.

"Who is your brother? Jiang Xue, it's better not to be too affectionate to strangers when you're out and about. Jiang Leng laughed twice, put the wine glass in his hand back on the table, and said, "Say, what's the matter with me?"

"We were a family five hundred years ago, I'm a little older than you, what's wrong with my brother?" Jiang Xue smiled coquettishly with her red lips.

"Old woman, don't mention age, right?"

Jiang Xue's face quickly became gloomy, and she spoke with a hint of coldness: "Little brother, be careful of hurting others and yourself if you speak too quickly." ”

Jiang Han raised his eyebrows, looking at Jiang Xue's body leaning forward slightly, a smile welling up on his face.

The hand on the table shook slightly, and a large crack broke out on the marble table top silently.

"I don't know where to start with the words hurting others and hurting yourself?"

Looking at Jiang Han's monster-like performance, Jiang Xue scolded in her heart: This reckless man!

But he still had a smile on his face and said, "Money, did you bring it?"

"What money?"

"You didn't bring any money?"

"Why should I bring money?"

The only smile on Jiang Xue's face couldn't be maintained, and it was gloomy as if it could drip water.

"Do you know that the 300 million I asked you to bring saved your life!?"

Jiang Han smiled angrily and said, "You mean, if I don't give you 300 million, I'm going to die?"

"You think I'm joking?"

"Who wants me to die?" Jiang Han sneered and pointed at Jiang Xue.

"You?"

"Or is it the organization behind you?"

"Or is it a big guy I can't afford to mess with?"

Jiang Han is now in the posture of an iron-headed baby, but Jiang Xue is helpless, she took a deep breath, glanced at Jiang Han, and said: "You have joined this game, and the most frequent participants are also world-renowned organizations... Do you think you can survive?"

"Then I'll give you 300 million, and you can force me out of this game?" Jiang Han said disdainfully: "It's not that I look down on you, if it's really so serious, I'm afraid you yourself will not be able to protect yourself." ”

"You..."Jiang Xue's chest trembled, and Jiang Han said next.

"If you don't want money, you can't take your life, so you just say what you want, right?" Jiang Han leaned lazily on the chair and said.

"Really?" Jiang Xue glanced at Jiang Han, and her slender fingers slowly took out something from her bag.

"We can't take your life, so what if we don't know her life?"

The thing is not big, about the size of a baby's palm, but what it represents makes Jiang Han's face change greatly.

"What did you do to her?!"

Click~

The table let out an overwhelmed wail, Jiang Han's eyes were full of anger, and the slightest wisp of terrifying killing intent seemed to make the surrounding space colder.

"What's the matter, you're distressed, worried?" Jiang Xue was not afraid at all, and sneered: "What about the previous scoundrel?

Jiang Han narrowed his eyes slightly, his irritable mood calmed down a little, and he looked at Jiang Xue, his eyes were as calm as death.

"Did you know that you're playing with fire?"

Jiang Xue put the things back in her bag and said slowly: "It's a pity that this fire is not enough to make people self-immolated." ”

"Really?"

Jiang Leng snorted, leaned forward slightly, and locked Jiang Xue with his eyes.

Jiang Xue showed vigilance in her eyes, and sure enough, in the next second, Jiang Han made a move.

Almost at lightning speed, Jiang Han's hand seemed to pull out an afterimage in the air, Jiang Xue didn't have time to react at all, and was directly pinched by Jiang Han's delicate neck.

The huge force directly pressed Jiang Xue's body into a few points, Jiang Han got up and jumped lightly, jumped to Jiang Xue's side, and his other hand trembled slightly, and when he stretched out from the cuff, he was already holding a sharp and short dagger, which was gently pressed against Jiang Han's waist.

Jiang Han leaned against Jiang Xue's ear, and his tone was calm.

"Can I make you self-immolation... You still have to give it a try to find out. ”

"What do you think?" Jiang Xue ......?"