"We're done." The man also replied to her lightly.

"Anything else?" Jing Qingran asked.

"It's fine." The tone is rather light.

"It's not too early, I should go home and have dinner with my family......" Jing Qingran said as he looked at his face.

He didn't say anything, just nodded faintly.

Seeing him nodding, Jing Qingran opened the car door, got out of the car, and closed the door.

There always seems to be an invisible barrier between the two, an unspeakable regret.

……

Twilight quadrangle.

The figures are in a trance, the high floors are heavy.

A quiet road, two cars driving forward one after the other.

The road is lined with quiet trees, and the spring breeze blows and the green leaves are long.

Not far from this is a wealthy residential area, and there is no traffic congestion.

The black limousine, moving forward quickly and steadily, suddenly, a young man of about twenty-five or sixteen, dressed a little sloppily, not clean and fresh, with long hair hanging down his cheeks, he ran to the middle of the road and came into close contact with the black car.

The driver quickly stopped the car, and the man was hit a meter away and lay on the ground.

"What's going on?" A young woman's voice was frowning with displeasure.

"Mr. Yuan, I bumped into someone." The driver of the car said with a wince.

"Why was it so careless?" The woman frowned and asked coldly, and then, opening the car window and looking out, a strange, unfamiliar man with unpleasant hair and long raunchy hair was lying on the ground, crawling towards the car step by step.

Everyone in the car got out of the car.

There were five people, two people in the front and back cars combined, two women and three men, all dressed formally and in good shape.

These three men are all strong people, and they are bodyguards hired by Mr. Yuan and also serve as drivers.

"You guys, drive into me......" The man lying on the ground slowly stood up, his body was slightly rickety, swaying as if he didn't even have the ability to stand firmly, there was a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, his already unkempt face, his hair was messy, and he looked like a sharp brother who was begging on the street.

"It's because you don't obey the traffic rules, this is the main road, not your home, when you cross the road, you don't know if there is a zebra crossing, if there are cars coming?" A bodyguard said softly in a rough voice.

"All I know is that you drove me into me!" After speaking, the man quickly ran to Yuan Qing's side, he has been looking for an opportunity to get close to Yuan Qing, capture the thief and capture the king first, this truth, he still understands, he is a gangster in society, often fights, his body strength is very strong, and his skills are also flexible, he successfully bypassed the three strong bodyguards in front of Yuan Qing, and then, approaching Yuan Qing, a dagger, I don't know when he held it in his hand, he held the dagger across Yuan Qing's fragile white neck.

These three pieces of waste! Yuan Qing scolded the three bodyguards angrily in her heart, but she didn't dare to move because she was held by this man with a knife to her neck.

"Mr. Yuan!" The four of them shouted Yuan Qingdao in unison.

Yuan Qing didn't respond to the three men and one woman, but looked at the man who was holding a knife against her with her eyes, she was very calm, even if she was already flustered in her heart, "Are you robbing or touching porcelain?" ”

The car was driving well on the road, and the man came out of nowhere, and hit the car without his life, and he was not too injured.

Yuan Qing had encountered this kind of porcelain touching a few times before, but it didn't cause any losses, but this time, the man first touched the porcelain, and then put a knife against her neck.