At this time, Yan Xingyue's side——
The woman, whose whole body exuded a strange fragrance that caused male dogs to smell it and went into heat in advance, was covered with wounds of all sizes.
"Little handsome boy, I tried to force you that day, but it didn't work. Why are you so angry?"
She reached out and fiddled with her curly hair. The woman didn't look particularly stunning, but she had a unique charm and aura, and she had a seductive charm when she stood there.
"Why don't we continue what we didn't finish that day? I'll let you feel good, can you let me go?"
Killing intent flashed in her beautiful eyes for a moment, but was quickly covered up.
However, there was no change in the face of the person in front of him. With such a good face, he was cold and lifeless, not like a living person.
"Zhang Qiao, you don't remember me."
Yan Xingyue ignored the gun in the other person's hand and walked towards her.
Unexpectedly, the face of the woman who was still joking just now changed suddenly.
"Who are you!!?" He actually knew her real name.
After being a gangster for so many years, the graves of those who knew her real name were two meters high.
Yan Xingyue only replied briefly: "My surname is Yan."
The woman's pupils suddenly tightened.
She looked at Yan Xingyue's face, and a child suddenly appeared in her mind.
"It's you... you've grown so big."
Zhang Qiao, who had just assumed the position of small leader of the organization, received a task.
The employer is a mistress who is on the verge of success and is just one step away from becoming a hostess. She hires Zhang Qiao and her subordinates to 'insult' the first wife.
The task was expensive, and although Zhang Qiao was a little hesitant, he still gave in because of the money.
When her first wife was humiliated, she stood aside and watched.
There were noises from the closet next to her from time to time. That was the employer's request, and the first wife's child was tied there and watched helplessly.
Zhang Qiao once had a younger brother who was about the same age as that boy when he died.
Finally unable to bear it, Zhang Qiao opened the cabinet, grabbed the boy's hair and knocked him twice, causing him to faint.
After many years, she still remembered the look in that child's eyes.
Ferocious, full of overwhelming hatred.
"You're here for revenge."
Zhang Qiao understood and laughed twice with unknown meaning.
God's way is reincarnation. After hearing that the whereabouts of those subordinates were unknown, she had guessed that such a day would come.
Although the money did not cure her mother, it allowed her to leave without too much torture.
"I won't resist, come on."
Zhang Qiao quickly threw away the gun, kicked it aside, and smiled at Yan Xingyue.
Yan Xingyue didn't let her go too comfortably.
When the police arrived, her body was in such a miserable state that many veteran police officers could not help but vomit.
The policewoman with sassy short hair turned pale and did not vomit.
"Team leader, this familiar technique is the work of that serial killer who specializes in targeting people on the most wanted list."
She turned to look at the team leader beside her.
The latter thought for a moment and nodded.
"You're right."
"But Xiaoxia, this case is not easy to solve. After tracking it for so long, I haven't even found the murderer."
The implication is: if it’s not easy to break, leave it alone.
Xia Yang clenched his hands into fists.
Here it is again...
Every time she was about to find out something, this person would come to act as a troublemaker.
Unlike himself when he dreamed of joining the police force, Xia Yang has now completely accepted the fact that the police force is a shithole.
"This place where birds don't poop doesn't even have surveillance, so it's not easy to check."
Knowing that she was unwilling to give in, the team leader said the last words to dispel her thoughts, turned around and left.
Xia Yang bit her lip unwillingly, and while everyone was doing business and showing no enthusiasm for solving the case, she got busy alone.
Until everything is over and everyone is ready to evacuate...
Xia Yang raised his head and noticed a car parked some distance away on the opposite road.
To be precise, what she was looking at was the driving recorder on that car.
...
Xiang Fengyu was sitting in the lounge drinking the milk tea given to her by the shopping guide aunt.
While she was drinking happily, a pale hand suddenly reached out from behind and took the milk tea away from her hand.
Yan Xingyue took it and took a sip.
One comment: "Too sweet."
Then he gave it to Xiang Fengyu.
Xiang Fengyu looked down at the straw.
Her expression was so serious that it was difficult for Yan Xingyue not to pay attention.
"If you don't like it, I'll give you a new one."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiang Fengyu skillfully took out a transparent sealed bag from his pocket. He carefully pulled out the straw as if it were a treasure and kept it in it.
Then he showed a satisfied smile.
"Huh? What did you just say?"
Xiang Fengyu grinned almost to his ears.
The straw used by Yueyue... The straw used by Yueyue hehe...hehehehehe...
Dingyan: [...Do you know that you are becoming less and less like the actor?]
Yan Xingyue: "......"
When Yan Xingyue had a headache and wanted to ask Feng Yu not to collect such things——
After going through a lot of hardships and having never suffered so much before, Jiang Zhi, who seemed to have transformed into the protagonist of an action movie, finally arrived at Yan's house.
"Thanks."
Taking off the watch from his wrist and handing it to the man on the motorcycle who brought him here, Jiang Zhi stood at the original Yan's house and shouted: "Yan Xingyue! Don't you want me to go back and confirm? I know the truth, come out !”
"Yan Xingyue! Come out!"
He called a few more times, wondering if the other party knew he was deceiving him?
A moment of shame flashed across Jiang Zhi's handsome face.
"Aren't we related by blood!? Come out and let's talk!"
"Yan Xingyue! Did you hear that?!"
After shouting several times to no avail, Jiang Zhi felt that the other party was playing a trick on him.
Young Master Jiang, who had never felt such humiliation before, had a blush of embarrassment on his sluggish face.
"Is it interesting, Yan Xingyue?"
"You're so afraid of seeing me."
It was quiet here, except for Jiang Zhi's own echo.
But before he could speak again, there was suddenly a large number of footsteps behind him.
Jiang Zhi turned his head.
Then he saw several men in black running towards him, obviously coming to catch him.
"Yan Xingyue!!"
The moment he was caught, Jiang Zhi was still trying to call Yan Xingyue.
But until he was dragged away, the man didn't react at all.
Sitting in the car dejectedly, what greeted me was a harsh slap from the person opposite.
This was the first time Jiang Zhiying hit him since Jiang Zhi could remember.
"Confusion! You know what you are doing! Do you know how dangerous this place is and how many subordinates of the Jiang family have been killed here!!"
Looking across at Jiang Zhi, who had lost weight in just a few days, Jiang Zhiying felt angry and distressed.
Jiang Zhi received a slap and tilted his head without any reaction.
Jiang Zhiying wanted to scold him again.
But he suddenly raised his head and said in a hoarse voice: "Mother..."
"I am willing to go abroad."
Before Jiang Zhiying showed surprise, he heard him continue.
"But I want to invite Xiang Fengyu and his fiancé to my birthday party."
At his birthday party, many big names in the entertainment industry will come.
If Xiang Fengyu wants to go further, connections are essential.
In other aspects, he may not be as good as Yan Xingyue, but in terms of connections, what he can bring to Xiang Fengyu is much more than Yan Xingyue, whose hands are always stained with blood.
It was related to Xiang Fengyu's future, and with how much Yan Xingyue valued her, it was impossible to really hinder her from taking further steps for her own selfish reasons.
It doesn't matter if you don't want to see me.
I'm forcing you to come see me.
