The words "little breast girl" were like a bomb that exploded into pieces without giving her any time to breathe. She had nowhere to hide and could only fight.
The thick, hard turtle shell on her body cracked, and then became radioactive. It cracked into pieces and fell to the ground. She even heard the sound of breaking and falling, which stimulated her heart.
Chang Mian parked his car at the entrance of a huge abandoned warehouse. There were about a dozen bodyguards outside the warehouse. When they saw him, they raised their guns at him.
Chang Mian frowned visibly.
He took the car keys and walked into the warehouse with complete disregard.
The warehouse was filled with unknown goods, and there were more than a dozen people in the warehouse, holding guns and patrolling back and forth.
Except for the man sitting in front of the table with his legs crossed, the other people standing saw him walking in and pointed their black guns at him.
He sneered.
"Which one is this playing on?"
When the middle-aged man sitting on the left side of the long table saw Chang Mian, he immediately straightened up his carefree sitting posture. The man was a thick man with a fat face and only a pair of small eyes. He immediately made a gesture to let everyone
Put down the gun.
"Chang Mian, save me."
At this time, a woman's unhurried voice suddenly came from above his head. Chang Mian raised his head slightly and found that Nan Bei was hanging in the air. He was not embarrassed, and his tone was not panicked, and he was quite calm.
"Young Master Chang, you are here." The middle-aged man finally sat upright. Unexpectedly, Chang Mian would really come. He cheered up: "Boss Chang, this woman, she said she is yours, so late.
Please come over and recognize Mr. Chang, I’m really sorry.”
"What's wrong with her?" Chang Mian knew that this middle-aged man made a fortune by smuggling certain rare soils. Because the country has restricted the export of rare soils, the business of smuggling rare soils has been particularly profitable in the past two years. There is a shady secret behind this.
There were too many, and the factional fight between government and businessmen was fierce. It was not an ordinary trade activity. He and this middle-aged man happened to have drinks twice in a nightclub, so knowing that he had a government background behind him, he didn't really catch his eye.
.
"My men caught her in the warehouse and were going to deal with her on the spot. She suddenly said that she knew you and gave us your phone number. It was a misunderstanding, so I called Mr. Chang to confirm. If it is really Mr. Chang
People…………”
"Okay, let her go." Chang Mian knew what he really meant and was too lazy to listen to his unnecessary nonsense. He picked up a cigarette, lit it, and took two puffs in a seductive manner: "She is not mine.
I happen to know her, give me some face, give her to me, your business, I'll give you a word, there won't be any problems."
He made a guarantee, which meant that his smuggled batch of rare soil would never have any problems during the journey. Such a guarantee was simply a gold medal for unimpeded traffic, because the port and shipping they smuggled happened to be under the Juedi Group.
of ships.
The middle-aged man immediately greeted him with a smile and immediately ordered his men to let him go. He didn't lose anything tonight but got a big advantage. How could he not be happy? He respectfully invited the man out.
Chang Mian opened the car door and let Nanbei, who was not very agile, get in the car. Then he returned to the driver's seat and drove away.
"Chang Mian, I'm sorry to trouble you."
"Aren't you very powerful? The so-called invincible genius girl, how can you be hung up like an upside-down duck and not use your brain to figure out how to save yourself? What do you want me to do?"