The bald man was none other than Xu Qing's best friend and good brother He Shang. Shouldn't this guy be his happy boss at the Holy Blade headquarters now? How could he come to Macau to race with a bunch of losers? Thinking of this, he took out his mobile phone
Diald He Shang's number.
The phone rang twice, but the bald man on the opposite side was not moved at all. It wasn't until Xu Qing answered the call that he was sure that the bald man in front of him was not He Shang. He looked too similar!
He Shang's muffled voice came from the other end of the phone: "Boss, is that you?" This voice was indeed He Shang's, and the bald man opposite could only have a bald head.
Xu Qing asked in a low voice: "It's not my mother, it's your mother's problem. Does your boy have twin brothers or something?" I haven't contacted this boy for a long time. Hearing the voice of his good brother, he was very excited and couldn't help but say
The voice joked.
He Shang was silent for a few seconds, and his voice became urgent in vain: "Boss, have you seen someone who looks exactly like me? Right?"
Xu Qing frowned and whispered: "Yes, there is a guy who looks just like you. He also shaved his head and looks like he is very rich."
On the phone, He Shang's breathing became more serious, and he asked in a shaky voice: "Boss, where are you now?" The woman's low complaints of displeasure were mixed into the phone, and this guy's startle obviously woke up the girl next to him.
Xu Qing said: "Brother, I'm in Macau now. The guy opposite is a racing gang. Please tell me clearly what's going on."
He Shang took a breath and whispered: "I have a twin brother. I heard from my dead mother that he was abducted by damned human traffickers when he was a child. It has been more than twenty years, but this boy has a left buttock.
There is a palm-sized cyan birthmark on it, which is exactly the same as mine. If you see it, help me ask for his contact information, or knock him unconscious and tie him up. I will come to Macau early tomorrow morning."
This guy seemed to be very nervous about his twin brothers. He actually came up with the bad idea of knocking someone unconscious and tying them up. Xu Qing almost laughed on the spot, but this lawless tone was the style of the bald brother.
At this time, the three people opposite had already walked to the Ferrari. The bald man stretched out his palm and patted the car window, making two muffled sounds. Xu Qing could only say a brief word and hung up the phone, opened the door and left.
After getting down, Zhu Xiaoling had roughly guessed what happened from the few words he said on the phone, and sat in the car very politely. You will always encounter something when you are with a young man, just get used to it.
Xu Qing got out of the car and closed the door behind his back. His eyes scanned the bald man's body, and he specifically glanced at his left buttocks with a clairvoyant eye. The expression on his face suddenly became weird.
He Shang said that his abducted twin brother had a green birthmark as big as a palm on his buttocks, but what Xu Qing saw was not a birthmark, but a coiled dragon tattoo. The overall color was blue, which cleverly combined the previous birthmarks.
The past was covered up, and the evidence was obviously insufficient. Could it be possible that the person was really knocked unconscious and taken back, and He Shang could come over tomorrow to confirm?
The bald man was also embarrassed by the strange look in Xu Qing's eyes. He originally wanted to have some fun, but he didn't expect this guy to get out of the car and stare at him fiercely. His eyes were as if he had discovered a beautiful horse. This guy couldn't be
Do you have a special hobby?
"Hey, what are you looking at?" The bald man finally couldn't help but asked loudly, and reached his palms to his lower back. This guy had a high-voltage electric shock baton on his lower back, and he seemed to be a troublemaker.
Xu Qing glanced at him and asked, "Does your kid have a green birthmark on his left buttock?" Upon hearing this, the corner of the bald man's mouth twitched violently twice, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
"Young Master Qiang, you've met a gay friend, haven't you? They don't want to race with you, they only care about your ass, hahaha!" The young man who came with the bald man burst out laughing, holding on to the woman next to him.
His neck was tilting downwards. He had drunk a lot of wine and was in a state where he seemed drunk but not drunk.
The bald man who called Mr. Qiang was so embarrassed that he pulled out the electric shock stick from his waist with his backhand. When he pressed the red button on the handle with his finger, a ball of blue electric light burst out, which was particularly eye-catching in the dark night. He raised his hand and pointed at the electric shock stick.
He looked at Xu Qing and said angrily: "You are so handsome, if you are brave enough, just have a fight with me. Don't talk nonsense."
The purpose of these three racing gangs to stop Zhu Xiaoling's car was very simple, just to have a gambling match. This gang of racing gangs like to have this kind of fun the most. They will first split up and drive on several streets to find suitable targets. If they find a sports car
Just stop him and ask him to have a fight with him. If he agrees, that's fine. If he doesn't, they will leave a mark on his car.
This group of drag racing gangs are all young ladies with rich backgrounds. They choose to have fun in this way purely for excitement. If these people win, they may not ask for a bet, but if they lose, they will definitely pay. They are just a bunch of people.
There are all kinds of weirdos in the world who are so bored that they take money to burn them, but these speed racing gangs are just a bunch of weirdos in the casino city.
Xu Qing frowned and said: "I'm asking if you have any birthmarks. It has nothing to do with drag racing. Do you still remember that you were abducted by human traffickers? You have a twin brother..." He wishedfully thought that even if he was kidnapped since childhood,
The kidnapping party should remember some things from the past in his mind, and what he has to do now is to stir up the other party's memory as much as possible.
Young Master Qiang had never encountered such a strange thing before. For a moment, he was stunned on the spot with an electric shock baton. He didn't remember that he had a twin brother, but the birthmark on his butt was real. In order to cover it up, he went out of his way to cover it up.
Ask someone to get a tattoo of a coiled dragon. His current identity is the only son of Macau gambling tycoon Tian Shibin, and he will inherit the second generation of billions of wealth.
Xu Qing talked incessantly for a while, but the bald Nangen didn't respond at all, and didn't even mean to answer him. Maybe he was not a good person to explain such things in the first place. Thinking of this, he could only give up his own merits.
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"Come on, give me your address and phone number. When your elder brother arrives tomorrow, let him explain to you. I'm getting darker and darker about this shit." Xu Qing tried his best to talk to this guy in a negotiating tone for the sake of his good brother.
Young Master Qiang communicated while using his clairvoyant eyes to look into the other person's pockets, trying to find something to prove his identity.
Young Master Qiang was so amused by the nervous boy across from him that he gritted his teeth and reached out to poke the electric shock baton into the opponent's shoulder. The most direct way to deal with such a person was to shut him up.
Xu Qing frowned, and the protective aura covered his whole body. He let the blue-light electric shock baton poke his shoulder, stretched his left palm forward and gently latched onto Young Master Qiang's wrist, and flipped his hand upwards to chop.
He grabbed the electric shock baton and said in a deep voice: "It seems that I have to listen to your elder brother and lock you up for one night first!"