The sound of the gunshot woke Xuan Lang, and he rubbed the back of his aching head and cursed secretly.

Suddenly, several fat men fell into the bathroom. The fattest is Lao Zhao, who started selling snuff bottles on East Street, who was frightened and panicked, and rushed into the innermost compartment.

Xuan Lang was worried about his father and Xuan Yue, and his thin body was squeezed out of the fat pile.

Daddy Hua and Xuan Yue curled up and hid under the table, and when Xuan Lang saw him, Daddy Hua was trembling to hook the tablecloth, trying to completely cover the bodies of the two people.

"Dad," Xuan Lang rolled over to Daddy Hua's side, and tightly protected the trembling two under him.

The gunfire was chaotic, one after another. Suddenly, Xuan Lang heard a low sob, and he frowned, "Dad, are you crying?" ”

Hearing the sound, Xuan Yue also glanced at her father, and reached out to wipe the tears from his face for him.

"Xuan Lang, Dad really regrets not listening to you. Dad, forget about this old bone, you and your sister can't be put together here. That father's sin is great, and my father has no face to see the ancestors of the Hua family——"

At this time, pursuits, screams, and gunshots were noisy, and Xuan Lang couldn't hear his father's heartfelt words clearly. He remembered the phone in the kitchen and said to his father, "Dad, you are hiding here, don't move." ”

Daddy Hua hurriedly tugged on Xuan Lang's wrist, "Where are you going?" ”

"I'm going to stop this chaos," Xuan Lang said as a radiant savior, breaking free from his father's hand and quickly fleeing towards the kitchen under his stunned eyes.

The kitchen was empty, Xuan Lang picked up the phone and dialed a number, "It's me, what?" Why did I call so late? I was fucking knocked out by a bastard. How's it going, did you get the picture? ”

After learning about Han Sanye's situation from Wu Kuang, as soon as Xuan Lang came back from Qingyun League, he immediately contacted his friend in the newspaper, the little cabbage reporter.

The little cabbage was not afraid of death, and he arrived near the trade fair early in the morning. Little Cabbage was rich, and he brought high-end binoculars and a camera. The little cabbage is also versatile, and he painted the pictures that he couldn't shoot.

The newspaper was controlled by Wei Jing, and the little cabbage hired someone out of his own pocket, and it didn't take much effort, and the handmade 100-point little cabbage focus daily newspaper was freshly baked.

……

Haili rushed to the back street and saw that it was as peaceful as ever, only to realize that she had been fooled. At that time, she realized the glass slag under her bare feet.

A disheveled woman in a fancy dress fell in front of the door, and the people in the store looked at each other. The shopkeeper took a few steps and was just as determined to help her when the Overseer, grim-faced and bloodshot eyes, appeared like a tsunami, and ducked back to the counter.

Wei Jing crouched down in front of Hai Li, roughly hooked her chin, and forced her to look at herself.

"Who is it? So do you so? His voice was low and hoarse, and his eyes were filled with pain and the shame of betrayal.

He thought that if he loved her wholeheartedly, he would be able to get her heart. But Haili's emotionless, empty eyes looked at him made him a clown again.

At this moment, the newsboy ran past with a shout.

Outside of the nickname, the new overseer Wei Jing forced the merchants to hand over their assets. Extra, extra—"

Wei Jing suddenly looked at the newsboy, and his eyes instantly turned to shock.

Wei Jing grabbed Haili and stuffed her into the car. He walked back to the antique store and picked up the shopkeeper who was huddled behind the counter, "Do you have a phone?" ”

"Yes, yes, yes," the shopkeeper looked like a chick who had been pulled off, and pointed to the pillar next to him tremblingly.

Wei Jing walked over and dialed the number, "The plan is terminated." ”

The adjutant had already distributed the agreement to everyone, and was about to sit on Yuli when he received a call from Wei Jing. He was not reconciled, "But, sir......"

"Do as I say," Wei Jing gritted his teeth and roared secretly, "In addition, publish the newspaper immediately." ”

Only then did the adjutant know what was going on outside, and he was so furious that he slammed his fist on the telephone!

After this war, Wei Jing's plan to control Shanghai through the economy went bankrupt. He drove the car and ran all the way to the private house.

Hai Li knew that she couldn't survive, she looked indifferently at Wei Jing who was gradually walking in, "You want to kill me?" ”

The voice is light and floating, without half emotion.

"You're not afraid?"

There was sadness and confusion in his eyes, and for a moment, Haili felt that the person in front of him was so strange. Isn't he vicious? Isn't he unscrupulous in order to achieve his ends?

"I'm afraid," she smiled lightly, "So, you have to hurry up." ”

Wei Jing couldn't bear it anymore, he strode forward, pressed her hard against the dresser, and bit her lip fiercely......

Haili is not as flattering as before, like a dead dead tree.

Wei Jing looked at the tears that slid down her tightly closed eyes, and asked in a trembling voice, "Who is it?" Who is the person who made you even think about your life? ”

Hai Li opened her eyes and looked at him, and when her red and swollen lips opened slightly, Wei Jing was suddenly afraid.

He pushed her away, as if stepping on a fatal point. He panicked and fled.

The adjutant walked up to him, and walked in a hurry, "Sir, I found a few old departments that slaughtered bananas, and they said that Miss Hai Li's liking for Bai Yu, the boss of the Qingyun League, is well known. ”

"Qingyun League, Bai Yu!"

"Yes," seeing that he was silent, the adjutant stepped forward, "Do you want to inform Ying Qiang to attack the Qingyun Alliance?" ”

The answer that Wei Jing didn't dare to hear from Hai Li became a death talisman for the adjutant, and he twisted his eyebrows and paced, trying his best to suppress the murderous desire that was rushed out of his anger. At present, the economy has suffered a fiasco, and it is not appropriate to use force again. Besides, Bai Yu was bare and guts, and he was afraid that he would not be able to attack it for a while.

Wei Jing smashed his fist on the pillar, "Don't Qingyun League." ”

"Huh?" The adjutant did not understand.

Wei Jing clenched his teeth, "Kill Bai Yu!" ”

"Understood," said the adjutant.

"In addition," Wei Jing's expression gradually eased, "send a telegram to Mr. Takada, saying that Peiyu has been found, and I will go to Japan immediately." ”

Wei Jing couldn't rest assured that Hai Li was at ease, but the dignity of a man made it difficult for him to return. At that time, the maid trotted over, "Sir, Mr. Li's phone." ”

Wei Jing breathed a sigh of relief, "Got it, oh yes, you go and prepare some high-quality supplements for your wife." ”

Seeing that the little maid went, Wei Jing raised his feet and walked towards the study.

"It's me," Wei Jing picked up the earpiece and said expressionlessly.

Li Wenhao laughed a few times, and there was a bit of an elder gesture between his words, "Those who have achieved great things are not informal, let alone a woman?" Or a woman who doesn't love you. ”

Wei Jing clenched the earpiece tightly and said nothing.

Li Wenhao sighed helplessly, "Take care of your backyard, don't miss a big thing." In addition, the owner of the piece of jade found it. ”

"Who?" Wei Jing asked suddenly.

"The man who assassinated me, hum, the kid was so arrogant that he didn't even cover his face. I've already found an artist and will be able to post his portrait soon. A city-wide search. ”

"How do you know for sure?" Wei Jing felt the excitement churning in his heart.

"Intuition!"

Wei Jing blurted out, "Catch it alive." ”

Li Wenhao laughed twice, "'The grace of a drop of water should be repaid with a spring', and vice versa, this is my consistent principle." ”

"What do you mean?"

Li Wenhao snorted lightly, his body swayed slightly, but his face showed the madness of abuse and killing.

"I'm going to leave him dead!"

Li Wenhao hung up the phone, and his ruthlessness and viciousness were still unfinished. Suddenly, he smiled at the old painter who was cowering beside him.

Suddenly, the old painter's waist trembled, and his back bones were cold. He stroked the beard hanging in front of him, "Li, Master Li, can you look at this painting to your liking?" ”

Li Wenhao didn't look at the easel, stretched out a hand and put it on the old man's shoulder, his backlit face was even more gloomy, "Repaint!" ”

At this time, the secretary walked over, "Sir, take a step to speak." ”

In the corridor, the secretary said, "My husband's identity is a tea merchant to the outside world, how can we issue a wanted warrant?" ”

That's a problem.

Li Wenhao rubbed his chin, and after a while, he said to the secretary, "Wei Jing has gone to Japan, and he won't be able to come back in ten days and half a month." ”

"What do you mean?"

……

There was a circle of people on the downtown street, and the car drove closer, and Li Ziqi saw the corpse hanging in the center of the crowd.

"Young Master, shall we change our course?" The corpse was missing a left leg and was covered in blood. The driver saw his young master's dislike in the rearview mirror, and was about to turn the steering wheel as he spoke.

"No, I'll go-" The word "look" didn't come out, and Li Ziqi suddenly thought that before going out, Uncle Li explained his words.

He said, just do what you like, don't ask or watch the rest.

Favorite thing? Li Ziqi squinted his eyes and stared ahead, Young Master Ben wanted to see it, it was what he liked.

"You wait first," Li Ziqi pulled the car door, straightened his clothes a little, and walked into the crowd with his nose pinched.

When the people in the market saw that there was such a glamorous and beautiful young master, they automatically got out of the way. Li Ziqi was not polite, walked on long legs, and walked a few steps to the corpse.

"Do you know who this is?" He asked.

No one spoke, no one dared to speak.

Li Ziqi didn't care, he stretched out his knuckled index finger to pick up the messy hair in front of the corpse's forehead, and with a bang, he took a few steps back because of the sudden fright. The corpse's eyeball-stricken face suddenly appeared in front of everyone, and the onlookers shouted in surprise and retreated.

"Young master, it's time to go," the driver ran over and pulled back, "Don't you still want to see Miss Hua." ”

Ziqi was really frightened, and his originally ruddy and healthy face was pale and colorless at this time. After waiting for the car, after a long time, he calmed down and cursed secretly, "Who the is not human!" ”

Li Wenhao, who was far away from the heavily guarded Li Mansion, sneezed, and an hour earlier, his men had caught Chen Zhan, and at that time, Chen Zhan was still alive. Later, the painter Li Wenhao found couldn't paint the appearance of white jade no matter what. In a fit of rage, Li Wenhao killed Chen Zhan and hung his body on the street.

He wanted to force Bai Yu to appear.

When the child arrived in Washington, Hua Xuanyue, who was full of food and drink, was chasing after Xuanlang all over the yard.

"Bastard boy, you've got a lot of skills, right? Dare to lie to me Miss Huada! Xuan Yue couldn't catch up, and seeing that there were no weapons around to play, she took off her shoes with one hand and smashed at Xuan Lang with all her strength.

Xuan Lang deftly dodged, and the shoe smashed into Brandt, who had just come out of the living room. Brandt caught his shoes, shook his head with a smile, and said in his usual slow and broken Chinese, "Xuanyue, don't be naughty." ”

"Am I naughty? Obviously, he didn't know where to get a broken painting, so he said it was ......" Xuanyue suddenly shut up, to say, it's actually quite embarrassing to say this.

Never mind.

"Xiaolan," Daddy Hua couldn't help but chase out of the living room and stuffed a small box into Brandt's hand, "It's been hard work for you for a while, it's a little meaning, you take it." ”

"Yo, the little blue eye is good," Xuan Lang came to the courtyard with a few photos of the room type in the living room, "It's very suitable for the elderly." ”

"In a month's time, we can go to England together," said Brandt, who was pleased with his results.

"Britain?" Xuan Yue glanced at her, "I'm not going." ”

Xuan Lang stood beside his sister with his hands behind his back, "After fighting for so many years, we finally reached an agreement on this point. ”

"What do you mean?" Daddy Hua looked at a son and a daughter through the glasses on the bridge of his nose.

"I'm not going either," Xuan Lang provoked his father with an expression of "if you want to beat me, you will beat your daughter first".

Ha? Daddy Hua hadn't digested it yet, and news came from the porter that Young Master Li Ziqi had arrived. Daddy Hua had a brainstorm and an idea. He happily went to the main gate and personally picked up Master Li into the house.

"Dad, what's wrong?" Xuan Lang whispered, "Let's not go to the UK, he won't blow up?" ”

What's the idea? Xuanyue Moth's eyebrows were tight, staring at the old and young people who walked with their shoulders hooked at the main entrance.

Without waiting for Xuan Yue to figure it out, Daddy Hua beckoned Xiaolan to pull Xuan Lang away by the way. Xuan Lang smirked, ha, this old man wants a high-intensity "curve to save the country".

Xuan Yue also understood, so can she obediently listen to her father's arrangement? She didn't look at the sub-period, turned around and walked back. Ziqi was not angry, the corners of his mouth were lightly raised, his hands were in his pockets, and he followed with ease.

Boom! Xuanyue closed the door. But when she came out of the bathroom, Ziqi was sitting in a rocking chair by the window, looking at her with a smile.

"You? How did you get in here? Xuan Yue was shocked and angry.

Ziqi first pointed to the window, then to Xuanyue, and his eyes followed to her chest. Xuan Yue looked down and saw that she was in full bloom, and she hurriedly ran back to the bathroom.

Xuan Yue tidied up her clothes and pressed against the door, but she couldn't hear anything. She breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to go out when the voice of the child rang out.

"There's no way you can hide like this, right?"

The big boy's hearty voice gradually approached, Xuan Yue couldn't help but get nervous, she looked around, picked up the perfume, and held it in her hand.

Ziqi couldn't hear the movement inside, took a step forward, and said in a deep voice, "You, don't like me?" ”

"I hate it, I hate it very much," Xuan Yue said quickly.

"There's no girl in Shanghai who hates me," Ziqi chuckled, "So, I like you." ”

What logic! Xuan Yue clenched the perfume bottle again, as long as he dared to break in, she would dare to smash it.

"That's it," Ziqi rubbed the brooch on his formal suit, "I have a way, as long as you cooperate, I promise not to pester you again." ”

Xuan Yue thought about it, it was feasible.

"What's the solution? Say! ”