Some residents have already turned off the lights and gone to bed, while others are still watching TV to kill time.
Suddenly, I heard these terrible shouts of death, and saw the residents of the building turning on their lights one after another, and many people looked down from their balconies.
It's okay if you don't look at it, but when you look at it, you almost lose your courage.
I saw the wide streets crowded like sardines with shouting men and women, and the shiny cars were surrounded by them.
Several police cars were smashed by BilibaLa's sticks, making loud screams.
The police officers who were rushing up suddenly stopped. After a minute or so, the footsteps that were rushing up were heard rushing down.
Yan Mubei raised the corners of his mouth and mocked coldly.
Fight with him? Don’t weigh the weight.
Deng Liang sent a bodyguard down to explore the route, and after a while he turned back and said, "Young Master Yan, you can go."
So the bodyguards separated into two groups, one group was the vanguard and rushed down, and the other group was behind. Yan Mubei, who was sandwiched in the middle, walked leisurely.
Just like other people walking freely in a shopping mall, walking down step by step.
When leaving, he put his hands in his trouser pockets and held a cigarette in his mouth, smoking slowly and exhaling blurred white smoke.
The seventh floor was quickly finished, and after exiting the building's gate, the police and gangsters were facing each other on the street.
The police chased the gangster who caused the accident. The gangster ran away, and another gangster rushed forward and continued to smash the police car.
A thousand people and a dozen policemen, the enemy is outnumbered and we are outnumbered, so entangled.
Yan Mubei stood there and looked at it for a while, feeling extremely satisfied.
Under the angry glare of the police, he got into his car and drove away.
When his car approached, the gangsters naturally moved out of the way. When the police rushed forward to intercept his car, the gangsters squeezed into the open road.
A human wall was used to block their way, and the crowd shouted loudly: "You bastard, catch me, catch me if you have the guts."
So the police called for backup, but before the backup arrived, the thousand people dispersed with a whoosh, as if they had received some secret signal.
Flash away.
————★The dividing line of one-day addiction★————
Yan Mubei was not caught on the spot, and without evidence, the police could do nothing to him.
When he returned to the villa in the middle of the night, Lin Qianqian had already fallen asleep. He tiptoed into the bedroom, took his pajamas and walked to the guest room next to him to take a shower.
When he came back, he found that the little woman was actually awake, rubbing her big fishy eyes, and sitting on the bed waiting for him.
When Yan Yongzhi came back, she pestered her and asked, only to find out that he was involved in a murder case.
Lin Qianqian couldn't help but be shocked. Her plan to meet Chai Jiao was not like this. How could someone suddenly die?
She just taught Chai Jiao to secretly cause trouble for Yan Mubei, and then she came with a beautiful woman to save the hero.
When she heard that he was taken into a cell and kept there for several hours, she felt faintly uncomfortable in her heart.
"Why aren't you sleeping yet?" He threw the phone on the bedside table, got into bed, and pulled her to lie down.
She found a comfortable position in his arms and rubbed his body full of bath fragrance, feeling tired.
"I heard, will you be okay?" She looked up at him, her tired eyes half-closed, a little drowsy.
"No." He stroked her hair and coaxed, "Go to sleep."
She refused, and added: "My dad called me just now. He said that you helped him redeem the store from the bank yesterday. Why did you do this?"
He used one billion to redeem the shops, and then the contracts for those shops were pressed into his hands.