Rebirth of the Super Banking System

United States.

On the way back to New York.

Inside the Audi car.

Lin Jiaxue leaned against Tang Qing's arms, her face turned red because Tang Qing's hands were rubbing her right earlobe lightly, making Tang Qing fall in love with her, feeling Lin Jiaxue's shortness of breath, if it wasn't for the soldiers in the car, Tang Qingdu I want to shake it.

I thought about trying it before.

However, I have never had the opportunity to drive out by myself, and I can’t go to the villa’s underground garage to shake the handle. That always feels strange. It seems that I have to get a driver’s license as soon as possible after returning to China and have a ‘journey’ that I’m going to leave.

Tang Qing leaned into Lin Jiaxue's ear and whispered softly, "Jiaxue."

"Yeah." Lin Jiaxue felt her ears itchy and twisted her body.

"we..."

Tang Qingzheng wanted to go back to China to try the rooftop of the villa.

"boom.."

A gunshot interrupted Tang Qing's words.

what's the situation?

With a change of expression, Tang Qing hurriedly pressed Lin Jiaxue on the seat, and his heart burst into anger. Ma De, the nice and warm scene was destroyed in this way, so he asked the soldier in front of him, "What happened?"

The co-pilot soldier put his head out of the window and glanced.

"Master, there are two groups of people facing each other on the side of the road a hundred meters away. One of them fired, but the traffic is not restricted." The co-pilot soldier replied. Tang Qing nodded after hearing this, which was obviously from the satellite above her head.

Lin Jiaxue was really curious, how did this soldier know the situation more than 100 meters ahead? It was still at night, just by just looking at it by stretching out his head? She was puzzled.

There seemed to be no tension in the tone of the two bodyguards.

Tang Qing didn't say anything.

This is the United States.

In a country flooded with guns, a group of people started fighting on the side of the road. Even if guns are used, it is not a rare matter. Anyway, it is a matter of life and death that the American police have to take care of.

"Go on, Jiaxue, don't get up first." Tang Qing lowered her head to let Lin Jiaxue continue to lie on her stomach.

"Tang Tang, get down too, America is so chaotic." Lin Jiaxue said hurriedly. It's not the first time she heard gunshots. She also played in Mu Jian's villa and watched Tang Qing fight for a while.

But when you encounter it on the road, you really can't make people feel nervous.

"I'm okay. I don't attack passersby anyway. You lie on your stomach first." Tang Qing patted Lin Jiaxue's head and comforted him. After speaking, he looked out the window, jokes, who is he, I will be afraid of ordinary people, no one can hurt. Got him.

Just when their car quickly approached the scene.

"boom.."

The sound of a crash came from the front.

Of course it wasn't Tang Qing's car. His nerves had spread over ten meters around the car. It was very difficult for something to hit them, but the car at the front.

Qiaqia is the one Mujian and the others are in, with the Chai Ren family in the middle and Tang Qing at the end.

"Squeak..." There was a sudden stop.

Because he wanted to leave quickly, Mujian's bodyguard did not slow down, thinking that nothing would happen, because so many cars in front had passed, but with this kick of the accelerator, a person flew out directly from the side, unable to dodge.

The man flew out until he hadn't, just collided with the side of the body, but even if he didn't die, he was definitely injured.

Nothing to say.

The three Audi cars stopped, other vehicles circled and left, and some owners even reported to the police.

"Tang Tang, what's the matter?" Lin Jiaxue quickly asked when the car stopped.

"It's okay, you stay in the car, I'll go and see, don't come out." Tang Qing opened the door after speaking, the soldier in the cab was still in the car, and the co-pilot got out of the car with Tang Qing. .

Close the door.

Mind force moved.

The car was locked back, and the windows could not be rolled down.

Lin Jiaxue also found that the car was locked, thinking that it was caused by a soldier in the cab. Through the window, she looked at the group of people out the window a little anxiously. She knew that going up would only cause trouble for Tang Qing.

Chai Ren also got out of the car with his two bodyguards.

Go to the front.

Tang Qing discovered that these were really two groups of people. One group was surrounded by two people, with black noses and swollen faces lying on the ground, eyes full of panic. The other man was knocked to the side of the ground, life and death unknown, all three of them were white.

There are more than a dozen people on the other side, some of whom are still holding guns. They look like young men who are not in their teens. They all have tattoos on their bodies. They are sturdy, have fierce eyes, and have a standard villain image.

Mu Jian watched nervously beside the unknown person.

His bodyguard was checking the person's vital signs, and seeing that each of the three of them brought a bodyguard, the group was not afraid at all, but they didn't choose anything. They just stared at them and looked at a few bodyguards.

"Jianzi, how is the person?" Chai Ren stepped forward and said hurriedly.

"Fortunately, I haven't died, otherwise I'll be in trouble." Mu Jian wiped a cold sweat. Although the United States is a money society, there are still basic laws. It's easy to say that people who die are big things.

"Then call an ambulance." Chai Ren said quickly.

Mu Jian gave a hum, and glanced at the group of people who didn't look like a good crop. To be honest, he was really a little scared. The underground forces in the United States were very powerful. At this time, one of those people was holding a gun. The American was looking at him with a smile.

Just after Mu Jian took out the phone.

"Crack."

Mu Jian's hand paused because the American was holding a gun at him.

Cold sweat broke out instantly.

Mad.

Mu Jian secretly scolded the US gun management system.

"You are not allowed to call the police." The leader said.

"I won't call the police, can we go now?" Mu Jianqian said with a smile, raising his cell phone to indicate that I didn't call, and he didn't care about that much. Justice, wait for you to call the police when you leave.

"Hehe, Huaxia, don't rush to leave, we still have something to deal with, and you can leave when finished." The leader didn't want to offend these people with bodyguards too much, but now is not the time to let them go.

Tang Qing couldn't understand it from the sidelines. So, it stands to reason that so many cars passed by, someone should call the police. What do you keep them for? It shouldn't be robbing, otherwise it won't be this attitude.

strange.

Finished.

The man walked up to a man lying on the ground and kicked again.

"Oh..."

The man present unconsciously felt a chill from the bottom, because that foot probably had already scrapped the man, and when the white man screamed, he fainted with pain.

"It seems that the enmity is not small," Tang Qing said secretly in their hearts.

However, the person who was deposed just now seems to have the potential to be a little pale. Couldn't it be the woman who stole the house? Both Chai Ren and Mu Jian took two steps back, and this foot was caused by a man who would get cold behind his back when they saw it.

After a kick.

The man turned his gaze to the last white man who was still able to move. He was in his twenties, but looking at the sunken eye sockets, a little dark circles and too white skin, Tang Qing could tell at a glance that this guy must have been smoking prohibited items for a long time.

"NO, NO, PLEASE, Ian, I was wrong, it was all planned by the **** Tammy, it doesn't matter..." The white man knelt directly, crying and begging, saying words of forgiveness and excuse.

In just a few words.

Tang Qing seemed to understand the cause of the matter.

Nothing complicated. It turned out that at a party two days ago, these guys got their girlfriends drunk together, added something to the wine, and then they got together, and finally they recorded a video.

So there is today's thing.

If it's a normal girlfriend, the Americans change their jobs, but others are planning to get married at the end of the month, so in anger, these people will be miserable. The car was forced to stop here by others, wanting to teach a lesson.

Tang Qing nodded clearly.

No wonder.

This person was well-destroyed, or that he was guilty of death. He killed Tang Qing and supported him. Anyway, it was an American. He stood by. Mu Jian and Chai Ren seemed to understand what these people did.

A look of contempt.

Even if one is used, there are still a few of them, and they still play video and photography, and if they are discarded, they will be regarded as a harm to the people.

"FUCK..." The man kicked the guy who was kneeling on the ground with one kick. He had a murderous heart, but with so many people there, although he was not a serious person, he still didn't want to go to jail.

American prisons.

That is hell.

"Cough, cough, cough..." The white white face was lying on the ground and coughing, panting heavily, thinking about how to escape from here. He understood that Ian would not kill him, but he would never let him go back safely.

Going up to beg for mercy is probably also a lesson.

Ian walked forward, Xiaobai retreated backwards, he knew that if he stopped, the little brother would say goodbye to him, how could he accept this, would he still have a life without a woman?

Ian sneered.

This person.

He abolished it today. As for whether these people will take him to court, he is not worried at all.

As long as the people weren't dead, these people would only have to be crippled by him. When I remembered that the daughter of the eldest who had finally caught up with him was played by the group of people in front of him, Ian's face went dark.

At the same time, I blamed my girlfriend for looking for excitement and went to join in the fun everywhere. Even if he knew it, for the position of the boss, he just opened one eye and closed one eye.

But Nima and these people also took out the video and shared it everywhere. He knew it, and his boss knew it. What is it going to do?

Today, these people will not be abolished.

He Ian won't have to hang around in New York anymore.

Xiao Bai Lian stepped back, and quickly retreated to Tang Qing's side. Ian glanced at Tang Qing. Tang Qing spread his hands, stepped aside, and made a gesture of please, with a smile on his face, as if he was saying: Fuck him. of.

Ian is also happy.

This Chinese person is really interesting. He is not as nervous and scared as the others~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and also joked with him. The bodyguards beside Tang Qing also looked indifferent and didn't take them seriously.

It seems that Tang Qing also agrees with his behavior, um, this Huaxia is good.

Ian nodded.

Turning his head, he was about to make this guy as inhumane as the one just now.

The white white face kept retreating. Suddenly, the white white face turned around and got up and rushed towards the second car Chai Ren was in. He didn't know where a switchblade came out of his hand, trying to grab the car.

Tang Qing knew that Zhan Xi was still sitting inside, and Nima would be **** if he played hostages.

Mu Jian's face changed suddenly.

Chai Ren looked anxious for a moment, and just wanted to rush up.

"boom..."

A gunshot sounded.

"Ah..." The white white face fell on the way to the Audi, clutching his left leg and continuing to wailing, the switchblade fell to the ground.

Ian was stunned.

Chai Ren was stunned.

Mu Jian and Ian's men were also stunned.

Looking at Tang Qing silly.

Because he fired the shot just now.

Tang Qing was also helpless, and his nerves were too much. Zhan Xi was not ranked in the security level of the fighters. It is estimated that he would have to order the fighters to go up. Forget it, it's better to do it yourself.

So between the lightning and flint, Tang Qing took out the gun from the soldier's waist and hit the white face of the white man's left leg.

But it wasn't a penetrating injury, it was just scratching a bit of skin and flesh. After all the guns in the training area for so long, Tang Qing could still control this point of accuracy, and it was completely without difficulty.

"Excuse me, it's gone."

Tang Qing laughed'shyly'.

Then he put the gun in the holster around the soldier's waist casually, as if he had just stepped on a person's foot just now.

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