Ye Shengge glanced at the old man with piercing eyes, "Do you think you still have the final say in the Long family?"
The old man's crutch hit the floor hard, and he was shaking with anger. "Ye Shengge, don't think that no one in the Long family can control you except me!"
"If the family members don't agree, even if you want to dominate, it's impossible!" the old man roared in a hoarse voice.
At this time, Ye Shengge reached out and looked at the clock on the dial again, clapped his hands and said, "Okay, it's time, I have to pick up my girlfriend from school,"
He waved his hand and walked towards the door, "Old man, although you are old, I won't accompany you anymore."
When he reached the corner of the door, he turned his head and curled his lips and said, "As for what you just said, please do whatever you want. I have plenty of time and will be with you at any time!"
The old man looked at Ye Shengge's tall figure leaving with his face pale and smoke coming from his head. He was so angry that he almost carried him away in one breath. He had been angry with him for a long time and yelled at him for a long time. How dare this young man Ye just play with him?
If the autumn in C City is as sad as the scene after the evening breeze, then the cold winter in C City is just a touch of sadness in the leisurely afternoon sun.
An old second-hand Audi was driving on the highway. Ye Shengge drove the car with one hand, supporting his forehead with one hand and leaning on the soft cushion behind him. There was the reflection of the warm winter sun on the car window. He lowered his eyes, and his clear white jade face was reflected in the car window.
Under the cover of the glass, the frown on his brows is a symbol of fatigue.
The wind on the overpass was very loud, the water was also loud, and the rolling river flowed by without knowing where it was going. At this moment, he missed her extremely, and missed the warm harbor that could make him feel at ease.
The sound of a phone ringing broke the melancholy space. Ye Shengge plugged in the earphones and said in a charming voice full of exhaustion, "Feng, what do you mean?"
"Young Master," Hao Lianfeng was silent on the other end of the phone. He took a few breaths before slowly speaking: "Young Master, something happened!"
Ye Shengge's clear eyes flashed with anger, "Tell me, what's going on?" He slammed on the brakes, and the old Audi made a "squeak" sound as it rubbed against the ground. The tires rubbed against the ground for a few centimeters before stopping.
, there was a gust of cold wind on the overpass. Behind the car window, his veiny palms clenched tightly on the steering wheel, as if he wanted to crush the steering wheel.
"Hutang and several of its nightclubs, including underground casinos, were vandalized to varying degrees. Xun Hua was attacked by a sniper this morning. Fortunately, she reacted quickly. She only scratched her hands when she rolled over.
There is no serious threat to his life, but a group of brothers from our Long Gang were all killed when they went to have supper last night!" Hao Lianfeng said this fact in an unusually heavy voice.
"Zhen Hua is not dead. It's not because their marksmanship was inaccurate, but because he was using this to warn me." Ye Shengge closed his eyes slightly, hiding the true emotions in his eyes.
"Feng, I understand. Send your subordinates to take care of the funeral affairs of the brothers and compensate their families for a pension. As for Zhen Hua, it's best for her not to go out in the past few days. It would be better if you could take her with you.
I think with your skills, nothing will happen to her!"
"Young Master, tell her," Hao Lianfeng said in a deep voice, "She has been wanting to go to you to protect you in the past few days, but I stopped her."
"It's okay, take care of her," the vehicles on the overpass moved slowly, and the old black Audi kept squatting at the origin, like a coordinate object.
Ye Shengge's eyes tightened as he looked into the rearview mirror. Almost at the same time as he quickly started the car, a bullet pinged from the black Audi's bulletproof glass window, and an inconspicuous white spot smeared the car while driving.
The window glass is cracked and cracked.
Ye Shengge didn't have time to pull off the headset and increase the number to the maximum. It was already the afternoon rush hour on the expressway, but the black Audi body was weaving through the traffic like a dancing dragon. There was a sound on the bulletproof glass.
There was a continuous crackling sound of bullets, and one bulletproof glass window could barely bear the penetration of the bullet. Finally, at the moment when a bullet was fired, the entire car window exploded like a curtain of flowers, sporadic
Debris flew out of the car and flew into the car. The debris flew past the back of Ye Shengge's hand, cutting a bloody mark.
Launched remotely, the bulletproof glass window of more than ten centimeters becomes almost a vacuum, allowing bullets to pass through.
The body of the car was twisting and turning in the traffic, and it almost missed the car door, sending up a shower of sparks.
Ye Shengge took out his personal pistol, and when his ears heard the sound of the next bullet, his head went out of the car window and fired a shot behind him. Everything finally stopped.
The black car body seemed to have hundreds of paint strips on it and rushed straight to the Haitian Villa. Ye Shengge rushed into the garage, took the car and rushed straight to the university where Qian Lianxia was studying.
The time on the clock happened to be the start of the first class in the afternoon. Ye Shengge opened the car door and leaned against the door of the black Mercedes-Benz with a long body. He folded his hands behind his head and looked at the woman walking quietly on the steps in front of him.
Smiling as if he was not the person who had just experienced a death on the highway.
"get out of class is over, honey!" He stepped forward, took the bag from her hand, threw it into the car, and held her shoulders intimately.
"Hey," Qian Lianxia glared at him angrily, her cheeks already blushing, "Don't call me that."
She pouted dissatisfiedly, "Besides, I'm not out of class, I was forced out of class by you. Tell me, what's the matter?" She stood by the car door he opened for her, but refused to go in, pinching her little one.
Man Yao raised his head and asked him to give an explanation.
"If you don't call me baby, what would you call me?" He shrugged helplessly, "Don't all you little girls like to be called that? Otherwise -"
He approached her with evil intentions, his evil eyes flashing, "Xiao Tiantian, little baby, Beibei, my dear,"
The corners of Qian Lianxia's mouth twitched several times as he called her each affectionate name, and finally turned into a black line on her face, "Uncle, you are so childish."
She said this with a stiff expression, and the corner of her mouth that turned away secretly curled up into a shy smile.
Is the car body in front of me brand new? It's not an old second-hand Audi but a Mercedes-Benz?
Qian Lianxia touched the car body in confusion and turned around to ask him: "Why did you change your car today?"
Ye Shengge stooped down and stepped into the car door. Then he closed the door and explained: "The tire of that car blew out and was sent for repair, so I will drive this car temporarily today."
"Oh," Qian Lianxia nodded, a little disappointed in her heart.
Qian Lianxia lowered her head, but found that the body of the car had not moved, and the car had not started. She raised her head strangely, and met Ye Shengge's affectionate and painful eyes. She felt that something had happened, and she couldn't help but asked in panic: "Is something wrong?"
What happened?"
Ye Shengge stared at her silently, and suddenly took her hand and hugged her into his arms. His magnetic voice was mixed with a hoarse flavor: "It's okay, it's just that I miss you."