Chapter 618 I'm Sorry, I Lost My Mind (Please Subscribe!)

U.S.

On the way back to New York.

Inside an Audi.

Lin Jiaxue leaned against Tang Qing's arms, her face flushed slightly, because Tang Qing was rubbing her right earlobe lightly, making Tang Qing unable to put it down, feeling Lin Jiaxue's shortness of breath, if there were no soldiers in the car, Tang Qing would have I want to shake.

I've thought about trying it before.

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

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

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

"us..."

Tang Qing was about to say that he was going back to China to try the rooftop on the roof of the villa.

"boom.."

A gunshot interrupted Tang Qing's words.

what's the situation?

With a change of face, Tang Qing quickly pressed Lin Jiaxue to the seat, and anger burst out in his heart, Ma De, the good and warm scene was destroyed like this, so he asked the soldier in front, "What happened?"

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

"Master, there are two groups of people facing each other on the side of the road 100 meters away. One of them shot, but the traffic is not restricted." The co-pilot soldier replied. Tang Qing nodded after listening, this was obviously coming from the satellite above him.

Lin Jiaxue was really curious, how did this soldier know about the situation more than 100 meters ahead? She was puzzled.

It seems that there is no tension in the tone of the two bodyguards.

Tang Qing said nothing.

This is America.

In a country full of guns, a group of people fought on the side of the road. Even if they used guns, it was not uncommon. Anyway, beating to death is none of his business, and that is what the American police want to control.

"Keep driving, Jiaxue, don't get up first." Tang Qing lowered her head and let Lin Jiaxue continue to lie down.

"Tang Tang, get down too, America is so messed up." Lin Jiaxue hurriedly said that it was not the first time she heard gunfire. She had also played in Mu Jian's villa and watched Tang Qing fight for a while.

But when you meet on the road, you really can't let people down.

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

Just as their car quickly approached the scene.

"boom.."

A crash sound came from the front.

Of course it wasn't Tang Qing's car. His nerve power had spread all over the car for more than ten meters. It would be very difficult for something to hit them, but the car in front.

Chacha was the car that Mu Jian and the others sat in, Chai Ren's family was in the middle, and Tang Qing was at the end.

"Squeak..." came a sudden squeak.

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

The man flew out to nothing, just collided with the side of the car body, but even if he didn't die, he would definitely be seriously injured.

Nothing to say.

The three Audis stopped, other vehicles detoured and left, and some owners even called the police.

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

"It's okay, you stay in the car, I'll take a look, don't come out." Tang Qing opened the car door after speaking, the soldiers in the cab were still in the car, and the co-pilot got out of the car with Tang Qing .

Close the door.

Mind moving.

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

Lin Jiaxue also found that the car was locked, thinking it was caused by the soldiers in the cab, looking at the group of people outside the window through the car window, she knew that she would only cause confusion to Tang Qing.

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

Go ahead.

Tang Qing found that it was really two groups of people, one group of two people were surrounded, lying on the ground with blue noses and swollen faces, his eyes were full of horror, the other man was hit on the ground to one side, his life and death were unknown, and the three were all white.

There were more than ten people on the other side, and several of them were still holding guns. They looked like young men who were not in their teens. All of them had tattoos on their bodies.

Mu Jian watched nervously next to the person whose life and death were unknown.

His bodyguard was checking the man's vital signs, and seeing that each of the three had a bodyguard, the group of people were not afraid at all, but they didn't pick anything up, they just stared at them and looked at a few bodyguards.

"Jianzi, how are you doing?" Chai Ren stepped forward and asked hurriedly.

"Fortunately, I haven't died yet, otherwise I'd be in trouble." Mu Jian wiped a cold sweat. Although the United States is a society of money, it still has the Basic Law.

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

Mu Jian snorted and glanced at the group of people who didn't look like a good stubble. To be honest, he was really scared. The underground forces in the United States are very powerful. At this time, one of the group of people had a gun. The American was looking at him half-smile.

Just when Mu Jian took out the phone.

"Crack."

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

Instant cold sweat broke out.

mad.

Mu Jian secretly scolded the US gun management system.

"Don't call the police," said the leader.

"I don't call the police, so can we go?" Mu Jiangan said with a smile, raising his mobile phone to show that I didn't call, so I don't care so much. Justice, call the police when you leave.

"Hehe, Huaxia people, don't rush to leave, we still have some things to deal with, and you can leave when you're done." 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, so, it stands to reason that with so many cars passing by, someone should have called the police. What are they doing here? It shouldn't be a robbery, otherwise it wouldn't be this attitude.

strangeness.

Done.

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

"Oh..."

The man present unconsciously felt a chill down below, because that kick had probably already crippled the man, and the white man fainted from the pain when he screamed.

"It seems that the hatred is not small." Tang Qing and several people secretly said in their hearts.

But the person who was just abolished looks like a little white-faced potential, wouldn't it be a woman who stole others? Both Chai Ren and Mu Jian took two steps back. This kick made a man feel chills behind his back.

After one foot.

The man turned his attention to the last Caucasian man who could still move. He was in his twenties, but he looked at the sunken eye sockets, a little dark circles under his eyes, and his skin was too pale. 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 damn Tammy, it doesn't matter..." The white man knelt directly, begging with a crying voice, and saying things like asking for forgiveness.

Only in words.

Tang Qing seemed to understand the reason.

There's nothing complicated. It turned out that at a party two days ago, these guys got their girlfriends drunk together, added something to the drink, and then hehehe together, and finally recorded a video.

So here is what happened today.

If it is an ordinary girlfriend, the Americans will change frequently, but everyone else plans to get married at the end of the month, so when they are angry, these people are miserable. The car was forced to stop here by others, and they want to teach a lesson.

Tang Qing nodded clearly.

No wonder.

This person is a good person, or he is more than worthy of death, and he supports things that kill Tang Qing. Anyway, he is an American. He is by the side, and Mu Jian and Chai Ren seem to understand what these people have done.

A look of contempt.

Even if one is not enough, there are several more, and they are still playing with camera and video.

"FUCK..." The man kicked the kneeling person out with one foot. He had the heart to kill, but with so many people around, although he was not a serious person, he still didn't want to go to jail.

American prisons.

That's hell.

"Cough cough cough..." The white man was lying on the ground coughing, panting heavily, thinking about how to escape from here. He understood that Ian wouldn't kill him, but he would never let him go back in peace.

Going up and begging for mercy is estimated to be a lesson.

Ian walked forward, and Xiaobai stepped back with his face. He knew that if he stopped, the little brother would say goodbye to him. How could he accept this, would he have a life without a woman?

Ian sneered.

this person.

He annulled the decision today, and as for whether these people will sue him in court, he is not worried at all.

As long as people didn't die, these people would only be played by him. Ian's face darkened when he remembered that the eldest's daughter, whom he had finally caught up with, was played by the group of people in front of him.

At the same time, he also blamed his girlfriend who likes to look for excitement and join in the fun everywhere. If you want to say it, even if you know it, for the position of the boss, he will turn a blind eye.

But Nima and the others also took out the video and shared it everywhere. He knew it, and it was also known by his boss. What kind of trouble is this going to happen?

Don't miss these guys today.

He Ian doesn't have to hang out in New York anymore.

Xiaobai stepped back, and quickly retreated to Tang Qing's side. Ian glanced at Tang Qing, Tang Qing spread his hands, stepped aside, made a gesture of invitation, and smiled, as if saying: "Fuck him" of.

Ian is also happy.

This Chinese man is really interesting. He is not as nervous and scared as the other people, and he even joked with him. The bodyguards around Tang Qing are also indifferent and don't take them seriously at all.

It seems that Tang Qing also agrees with his behavior, um, this Chinese person is not bad.

Ian nodded.

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

The little white man kept retreating, and suddenly, the little white man turned around and climbed up, rushing towards the second car Chai Ren was sitting in, a switchblade appeared out of nowhere in his hand, trying to snatch the car.

Tang Qing knew that Zhan Xi was still sitting inside, so if he was playing hostage-taking, it would be nonsense.

Mu Jian's face changed suddenly.

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

"boom..."

A shot went off.

"Ah..." The white boy fell on the road 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 subordinates were also stunned.

Dumbly looked at Tang Qing.

Because he fired the shot just now.

Tang Qing was also helpless, because his nerve power was useless, and Zhan Xi could not be ranked in the security level of the soldiers. It is estimated that the soldiers would still need to order them. Forget it, let's do it yourself.

So, in a flash, Tang Qing took out the gun from the soldier's waist, and slammed it on the left leg of the white man's little white face.

But it's not a penetrating injury, it's just a scratch. After finishing all kinds of guns in the training area for so long, Tang Qing can still control this precision, and it's not difficult at all.

"Sorry, it's a fire."

Tang Qing laughed shyly.

Then he casually put the gun into the holster on the soldier's waist, as if he had just stepped on someone's foot.