Xijing stood on the roof of the building next to her and watched, the reason why she did it was just to scare those people and not provoke her people.

Those people smoking, drinking, and extorting are quite light, and if they mix for a long time, they may come into contact with pornography and drugs, so they are really hopeless.

Xijing's face was ugly, and the wind on the rooftop was a little cold.

She wasn't too sure about this plane, which made her, the villain, feel frustrated and humiliated like never before.

After all, the gangsters in the alley are not very old, and they have never seen any big scenes, and they are scared away by this group of men in black suits.

"Wu Zhixing, is it?" The man in the suit put down his seriousness and said, "Don't get me wrong, we are all entrusted by others, and we are all ordinary people." ”

"......" Wu Zhixing's first thought was Xijing, although she said she didn't care, she still didn't want him to be related to those people.

His heart was warm, he couldn't draw a line with them with his own ability, but because of this, he felt more and more unworthy.

The man in the suit dispersed, and Wu Zhixing continued to walk home.

A car on the side of the road started, and the people sitting in the back seat stared at Wu Zhixing without looking away.

She hadn't noticed it yet, but the sunlight refracted by the slowly rising window glass pierced her eyes, and she subconsciously looked for it.

What I saw was a face that was gradually obscured by the black film glass, and it was a fairly young woman, about thirty, with very sharp eyes with some anger and unwillingness.

Before the windows of the car were completely closed, the eyes were bound to be seen by the mirror, like the eyes of a cat looking at a mouse.

"......" the tide mirror sensed the problem.

Let the system give the information.

[Zhao Yuan, female, 29 years old, is the wife of Jinghai real estate developer Zhang Jianping. 】

The wife of a real estate developer? What can this have to do with Wu Zhixing?

Estate......

Xijing frowned and thought for a while, Wu Zhixing was moving bricks at the construction site before, and the developer of the project over there seemed to be Jinghai?

She went home and checked on the Internet, Zhao Yuan's husband Zhang Jianping was fifty-six years old, and Zhao Yuan was only 22 when the two got married.

Zhao Yuan also has a clothing company under her name, and she also has young male companions around her when she attends the event.

It's like a couple playing their own games.

"." Xijing scolded and understood what was going on.

The target of her mission is targeted by a rich woman!!

Although he is not very handsome, he is very sunny and cheerful, and he is a teenager with a little ruffian, maybe girls of the same age will not have too much affection.

But for the hungry rich woman, it's just a standard little wolf dog.

Xijing really wanted to take the woman's dog head on the black-clothed masked eaves that night, but unfortunately this is not a martial arts plane, and it is a pity that the health of the original owner may die if he climbs over the wall.

She has never liked to be in a hurry, and in a hurry she will change.

But time didn't wait for her, she had to solve the rich woman before she couldn't hold on, and she had to finish the first place.

Can you not be in a hurry?

Thinking back to Zhao Yuan's eyes, she couldn't have been there by chance...... Could those gangsters also be arranged by her?

Wu Zhixing's interpersonal relationship is very simple, there is only one grandmother at home who is not very good-eyed, and there is no possibility of provoking Zhao Yuan, so why should she let the gangsters pester Wu Zhixing.

"! Dead Wall Pool! Xijing scolded again in his heart.