Chapter 351 Small Theater (4)
"Why! Do you know that it is illegal for you to do this?" Ji Xiangnuan said seriously.
"Just because I am Gu Qiyu." Gu Qiyu walked out of the car door.
"Gu Qiyu...are you a gangster, Mr. Gu?" Ji Xiangnuan asked doubtfully.
“Guaranteed replacement if fake!”
Holy shit! Come and strike me to death with thunder!
Ji Xiangnuan feels so tired! Mingming just escaped from the hands of the priest Han, but he met the famous gangster Shi Shao again.
Ji Xiangnuan feels so tired! Mingming just escaped from the hands of the priest Han, but he met the famous gangster Shi Shao again.
"Hey! Are you fascinated by my name?" Gu Qiyu said shamelessly.
"Ugh!!! You disgust me." Ji Xiangnuan deliberately made a vomiting gesture.
"Hey! Are you blind?"
"Yes! I am blind! You bite me, bite me! Just a little, a little, a little!"
"..." Gu Qiyu Holding his forehead: "Ji Chenmian, tie her up and throw her in the trunk."
"Hey! You're eating shit!" Ji Xiangnuan yelled at Gu Qiyu dissatisfied.
“Eat your piss!”
"Childish!"
"Speak for yourself!"
"Young Master, may I ask now..." Ji Chenmian stroked his glasses and continued: "Did you drive away? "
"Let's go!" Gu Qiyu calmed down and got in the car again: "Get in the car!"
"I got it!" Ji Xiangnuan mumbled. Got into the car willingly.
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"I'll go. The priest is going to kill his uncle." Su Zhimian put his hands on his hips, with a look of resentment on his face.
"If you can say it in front of him, why do you have to say it to the mirror with your hands on your hips?" He Jie poured a splash of water on Su Zhimian at the side.
"If you can, call him here! You must call him a dog!" Su Zhimian looked at He Jie and said domineeringly.
"Oh?! Really? What I want to tell you is that he has already taken the elevator down!" He Jie waved her phone in front of Su Zhimian.
"-_-||Sister, I didn't say anything just now. You heard me wrong." Su Zhimian was immediately frightened. "Hey. You weakling!" He Jie looked at Su Zhimian with disgust.
“Who are you calling a weakling?”
“It’s you who I’m calling a weakling!”
“Childish!”
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"Tch..."
"Have you two argued enough?" Bai Xingyao, who came out of the elevator, couldn't help but feel a little ashamed when he saw the two people arguing.
"Ignore them!" Lin Youlu walked straight out from behind Bai Xingyao.
"Yi, we found it! My sister-in-law was forcibly taken away by a man as soon as she came out!" Instantly bypassed Bai Ji and the other two, walked up to the priest Han, showed him the computer, and put " The word "forcibly" strengthens the tone.
"Go and check!" He wanted to see who was so bold who dared to take away his priest Han's people.
"That person is standing in a blind corner of the surveillance. Wouldn't it be a little difficult to investigate? T^T!" Shi Shun told the priest Han in tears that it would be very difficult to investigate this matter.
“I’ll give you one night!” Priest Han pretended not to hear what Shi Shun said and directly gave her the deadline.
"Ancestor, T^T baby is so happy!" Shi Shun looked at the priest Han with a bitter look on his face.
"Oh!" Priest Han said calmly and left.
"Brother Feng! We are your strong backing." Bai Xingyao patted Shi Shun's shoulder and left with an "I sympathize with you" look on his face.
The people behind him just nodded in agreement and followed the steps of the priest Han and walked away.
"QAQ I must have destroyed the Milky Way in my previous life! That's why I met you losers like this!" Shi Shun looked at the ground with his head drooped and tears streaming down his face.
After getting in the car, Priest Han crossed his arms over his chest and kept thinking about the hand that forcibly pulled Ji Xiangnuan away. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that that hand had an inexplicable sense of familiarity, but who was it? Yes, he really couldn't remember it.
"Feng, show me the surveillance camera!"
"Oh! Do you know who it is?" Shishuang immediately began to pray that Priest Han had remembered it!
"No!" Priest Han refused.
"..." For an instant, I felt like I was being shot.
Priest Han, who took over the computer, carefully observed the familiar hands on the monitor, his hands constantly rubbing his chin.
(End of this chapter)