In the video, two men in black soon appeared, staring gloomily at the two children from a short distance away. However, they did not take any further action, but showed gloomy smiles from time to time.
When Aunt Liu finished the phone call, their eyes met and they immediately turned and left.
"Turn the video outside the community." Zhuo Yuan ordered.
The property manager immediately adjusted the camera outside the community, and saw these two men in black getting into a black car parked outside in a hurry. Shu Tinglan looked familiar to the car, and remembered that there was also a black car when he picked up his children from school yesterday.
The black car followed her car leisurely, but at that time Yi Muyang got out of the car and said it was Ding Zi's car.
She wasn't sure if the black car was the one from yesterday.
Zhuo Yuan looked solemn here and quickly sent the photos of the two people and the license plate of the car to Lu Kuo, asking him to check it immediately. The two had a tacit understanding, so Lu Kuo didn't ask a word and just asked someone to check it.
During this period, Shu Tinglan also went outside to call Yi Muyang. She wanted to confirm whether the car yesterday was Ding Chi's car? Is the car today related to Ding Chi?
Yi Muyang did not answer the phone because it was not convenient at this time.
He was at the racing club at the moment, sitting carelessly on a motorcycle, his leg injured and hanging sideways. In front of him stood Qian An and his two cold-faced subordinates in black.
Qian An was still wearing a straight suit and trousers, and he looked very human-like. Even his hair was meticulously taken care of. While smoking a cigarette, he stared at Yi Muyang intently, and his face could not be seen under the puff of smoke.
True.
Yi Muyang waved his hand and pointed to the warning sign next to him.
: "No smoking!"
Facing such a dangerous person, he remained calm and composed, with no trace of fear.
"You..." Seeing his attitude towards the boss, the two men in black next to him glared angrily and took a step closer to him.
Qian An raised his hand to stop them, then Cong Shan Ruliu put out the cigarette and threw it into the trash can nearby.
"Civilized man, thumbs up!" Yi Muyang gave him a thumbs up.
Qian An glanced at him. This guy named Yi was interesting. He had a broken leg. There were only a few people who could remain calm and composed when they saw him. He got straight to the point.
: "Do a business."
Yi Muyang's eyes shine
: "What business? Is it profitable? Is it hard work? If there is a business where I can make money while lying down, I will join immediately." He is like a second-generation ancestor.
The two men in black next to them sneered: "A business that can make money while lying down? Yes, you are a fool, you are the top one with perfect conditions."
The two of them laughed shamelessly.
"Shut up!" Qian An ordered in a cold voice. The two immediately shut up and stood aside solemnly.
Yi Muyang was sitting sideways on the motorcycle. He was uninhibited and free. He put back his smile and looked serious.
: "We can just be friends, forget about business, I'm not born with this material. You see, my club is under my control, people are loose, and we are just making ends meet."