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Chapter 950 : The Flying Catastrophe 2

If he met her, he thought, he would never let her escape his sight again...

The bright and luxurious Lamborghini drove in the night, and he searched street after street all night. He had to look for any place with few people or no light.\%_%Original_Original%_%\

He was afraid that something would really happen to her. He knew that she wouldn't wander around at night, but he was still worried.

In a dark alley, a figure rushed out in embarrassment and almost hit his car. The man fell to the ground and looked at him in horror, but the dazzling light made it impossible for him to see clearly the person in the car.

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But he knew that he was the only one who could save him at this time. Regardless of the wound on his waist, he hurriedly got up and ran to open the door.

"Please save me! I will definitely repay you!" He hurriedly got into the car, and someone rushed out of the alley. He shouted to Si Ye in a panic: "Drive quickly, if you are caught by them, you will die.

One piece!"

Si Ye turned his head slowly and took a look at the stab wound on his waist. There was a lot of blood there, and the blood even stained his cushion.

He didn't care whether the man would be caught or die. He only cared that he soiled his car.

Frowning slightly, he was about to ask him to go down.

The man's blood-stained hands grabbed his snow-white shirt and yelled at him very anxiously: "Hurry up and drive, they are coming soon, hurry up!"

Several vicious men rushed out of the car with knives and steel pipes. Just when they were about to pounce on the car, Si Ye stepped on the accelerator and the car flew out as fast as possible.

They almost fell to the ground, but soon caught up with them, but their legs were not as fast as a luxury sports car.

Seeing that the person behind him was thrown away, the man breathed a sigh of relief. He quickly took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

"Hey, Mr. Xiang? It's me, I'm Xiaohu. Several brothers with me were assassinated. I was the only one who escaped. The others were all dead... I was stabbed in the waist. Someone was driving.

He passed by and saved me... I know, I will go to the hospital right away. Okay, I know... Well, I died..."

After hanging up the phone, he turned to look at Si Ye, "Please take me to the hospital, thank you."

Si Ye glanced at him indifferently. He had a very young face. He was probably less than twenty years old, and he was still a child who was inexperienced in the world.

There was fear and fear in his eyes, as well as held back tears. No wonder, when faced with such an assassination, it is impossible not to be afraid.

Without any hesitation, Si Ye stepped on the accelerator and accelerated the speed. It only took a few minutes to send him to the hospital.

He revealed his identity, and the best doctor here rushed over immediately to perform surgery on Xiaohu.

Si Ye did not leave, but leaned against the car door, blowing the wind and smoking a cigarette.

After a while, a black Land Rover stopped in front of him. A handsome man with gold-rimmed glasses and a refined look got out of the car, and several other men got out of the car at the same time.

The handsome man walked up to Si Ye. He took a look at the blood on his sleeves and smiled slightly, "I didn't expect you to save Xiaohu. What a coincidence."

Si Ye raised his eyes to look at him, threw away the cigarette in his hand, and said in a low voice: [

"It was just a coincidence. If I hadn't heard him call you, I might have kicked him out of the car and left him to fend for himself."


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