The arrogant roar of the motorcycle tore through the night, and it galloped into the distance with teeth and claws.
Yan Qing rubbed her face, which was numb from the anesthetic, and said coldly, "Hide away, follow."
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The speed of the motorcycle was astonishing, and the sound of the biting wind roared in my ears.
Zhan Wuyou carelessly wiped the short hair that hit his face, and touched his chest that was sore.
Don't break a bone
He moved his arm to make sure that no bone was injured, and patted the handsome man in motorcycle suit in front of him, "Please stop."
The man obediently slowed down by the side of the road, one long leg resting on the ground, and looked back at Zhan Wuyou who got off the car.
"Thanks." Zhan Wuyou smiled politely at him, and turned to leave.
But the hand in the leather glove grabbed Zhan Wuyou.
"En?" Zhan Wuyou looked back at him.
The man stared at him through the helmet.
Given that this man saved him just now, it was rare for Zhan Wuyou to be more patient with him. "Anything else?"
The motorcyclist took a deep breath, and then took off the headgear, revealing the white skin and white hair that was different from ordinary people.
His eyes were clear and bright, looking at Zhan Wuyou was like looking at a lost treasure.
The voice was still full of anxiety and uneasiness, "You, do you remember me?"
"..."
Zhan Wuyou remembered that his complexion was so impressive.
—French albino dork.
What's even more irritating is that this little idiot later ran to the 'confuse' to submit a list to find himself, and he personally called him back with "the other party is dead".
That was a hefty bounty.
Zhan Wuyou thought expressionlessly.
With a polite smile on his face, "Why are you here?"
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Charles' eyes glistened with joy.
This pretty Asian boy remembers himself.
Half excited and half wronged, he said, "I remember the agreement with you. I went outside the hotel early that morning, but I seem to have misremembered the number..." His voice was low, as if his emotions were over a mountain. "I didn't get through for a long time. Then I contacted the hotel, but they didn't want to share your information. I can't find you..."
The number Zhan Wuyou gave was wrong, so naturally he couldn't get through.
But now is not the time for small talk.
Yan Qing has been unable to find anyone, so she is not allowed to go home directly.
When the time comes, there is no one on the bed...
Zhan Wuyou's patience is running out little by little.
Seeing that Charles was still chattering, he stepped forward and covered his mouth, coaxing, "Good boy, it's late now, I'm so tired, I need to go home and rest."
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Charles likes Zhan Wuyou to be close to him.
His eyes were shining brightly looking at Wuyou, like a large pet that only asks for anything, "Do you need me to see you? I drive very fast."
"I'm sorry, you need a familiar friend to send someone home." Relying on the fact that this little cutie grew up abroad, Zhan Wuyou refused in an open and honest manner with the unwarranted local principles. "After all, the privacy of home is relatively strong, right?"
"Yes, is it?" Charles only knew that Huaguo was a state of etiquette, but he didn't know much about it.
But this doesn't affect him wearing a ten-meter-thick filter, and when he looks at Zhan Wuyou, he automatically puts on a layer of 'reserved' shimmer unique to Asians.
"Then, I, I'll send it to your neighborhood?" Charles cautiously proposed, "I just want to see you get home safely. After all, you're alone, so it's not safe at night..."
Zhan Wuyou suddenly said, "I have a lover."
Charles was stunned. The thought of pursuing someone was suddenly broken and rejected, and I was a little flustered for a while, "I, I am not..."
But soon he came to his senses and solemnly said, "I can compete with him!"
"We have a good relationship."
Zhan Wuyou put away his polite smirk. In the darkness, he began to tear off his coat, revealing his true nature.
It's one thing to pick up an idiot to help you in a foreign country. When the idiot chases him to the city where he is, you can't continue to let it go.
When Zhan Wuyou smiled, he was gentle and pleasant, but when he flattened the corners of his lips and put on a real face, there was an inexplicably intimidating aura.
Charles read the impatience in his expression, opened his mouth a few times, and finally said in a small voice with a little grievance, "At least we are still friends, aren't we?"
Zhan Wuyou replied extremely heartlessly, "We can only be friends."
After being hit one after another, Charles was like an eggplant beaten by frost.
If there is a tail behind it, it must be hanging down mournfully at this time.
"I should go." Refused and refused, Zhan Wuyou didn't want to waste any more time, so he stopped a taxi casually.
Charles wanted to go forward excitedly, but Zhan Wuyou, who got into the taxi, nailed him in place with a single glance.
He concealed a big smile at Zhan Wuyou to show his harmlessness.
Then he watched helplessly as the car carrying Zhan Wuyou left quickly.
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The night light pulled Charles' figure slightly out of shape.
He kept his previous posture and looked at the taxi that was getting further and further away.
Charles is not stupid.
He just loves this Asian boy of color too much.
Even though he knew that the mobile phone number he gave him was probably fake, and that it was a lie to make an appointment to meet him, he was still willing to give him another chance and believe him again.
But that didn't mean he would let the boy run away from him.
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The corners of Charles' upturned lips gradually moved down until they were flattened.
The clear and bright pupils gradually overflowed with the inevitable light.
Before the taxi turned off the straight road, he got on his motorcycle and followed.
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On the same road, Yan Qing was sitting in the back seat of the car, looking at the mobile phone in her palm.
The little thief was very vigilant.
He was now clearly suspicious of his car.
The problem occurred when the taxi suddenly turned sharply to the left from the straight road across two lanes without warning.
This sudden change of lane is a temptation.
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The dull feeling on Yan Qing's face gradually faded, and he spoke to everyone who was still on the same channel. "Find someone to prepare a few vans on a few nearby roads, find a suitable spot, and drive the car into the van."
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Zhan Wuyou had indeed noticed the car Yan Qing was riding in.
Although the car was about two to three hundred meters away from him, it was enough to wake him up after following him through several turns.
Not to mention that when he was at a certain intersection, he suddenly made the driver in the through lane make a sharp turn.
And the black correction car turned sharply after him.
It could be explained as a coincidence before, but this time it is definitely not!
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Zhan Wuyou patted the front seat, "Master driver, let's go around a few more times, I want to see the night scenery of our provincial capital."
People like Zhan Wuyou who are stupid and have a lot of money are obviously the driver's favorite, he said cheerfully, "Okay."
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The road that was supposed to go home just turned into spinning on the high speed.
After passing a certain disc, the black car disappeared.
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There are a total of six outlets on the disk.
When the car is scratching, it is a blind spot for vision. Zhan Wuyou wasn't sure if the car had been abducted early
He was a little paranoid.
After turning around for the second time and not seeing the black car, Zhan Wuyou rubbed his brows, "Master, I'm tired, take me to Xiangxi Road."
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When Zhan Wuyou crawled back to the room from the balcony, he was so tired that he just wanted to collapse.
But thinking of sweating all over today, he finally cheered up and went to the bathroom.
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At this time, Yan Qing, who was standing in her yard, had an ugly face that seemed to have been painted with several layers of black oil.
The location shown by the purple dot no longer allowed him to make other considerations.
He stood in the yard, his voice was as cold as the cold wind entering, "Everyone back down."
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