Laughing, the host always wants to escape

Just when Tangcuo thought he was about to have an intimate contact with the earth, a pair of strong arms caught his body and then lifted him up.

Tang Cuo steadied himself, looked up at Jian Rong who had just supported him, then took a step back, and without saying another word, walked around him and towards the door.

Looking at his resolute back, Jian Rong's eyebrows twitched unconsciously, but he didn't say anything. He silently raised his feet and followed him.

Downstairs, a black Porsche parked at the door of the mansion. Yin Xia had been standing at the door waiting for the two of them and saw their figures.

He stepped forward and opened the car door for the two of them, and called out respectfully, "Master Tang, Master Rong."

Tang Cuo nodded at him, then leaned against the car window and sat far away from Jian Rong.

Jian Rong looked at the distance between the two of them, and his eyes unconsciously darkened.

"Uncle Rong, where are we going?" Yin Xia started the car and asked Jian Rong in the rearview mirror.

"Go back to Lijiang Bay Villa."

"Ok."

Tang Cuo leaned against the car window silently, not even sparing him a glance, "Xiao Ye, is the person who wants to kill Jian Rong my father's man?"

[No, host, the attacker has just taken over, and his foundation is still a little unstable. It is normal for someone to want to kill him. It has nothing to do with you, but...] It's not all for him...

"But what?" Tang Cuo asked, hearing the hesitation in his tone.

[This blockade may also be related to you?]

"It's related to me? I won't die here, right?"

[That won’t happen, but the system will explain to you in advance that even if you help him, the hatred value will not necessarily decrease, so if you want to leave, the system can also consider it.]

"It doesn't matter. It's a mission that we have to try." Tang Cuo pursed his lips, looking at the mottled night outside the car window, feeling a little restless. "Actually, I can't blame him. After all, if it was really my father who did it, I can understand why he treated me like this."

[Host, you are very insightful. It seems that you are not...] completely brainless.

Tang Cuo leaned back in the car seat and glanced at Jian Rong beside him. Jian Rong was resting with his eyes closed, and there was no expression on his face, which made Tang Cuo a little unhappy.

[Host, please note that danger will arrive in ten seconds. Prepare to attack.]

"Uh... why do your words sound so familiar, a bit like the prompt sound in the game I play..." After a moment of silence, Tang Cuo immediately looked around vigilantly.

In the night, the surrounding environment was hidden in the atmosphere and could not be discovered. Tang Cuo tightly gripped the door handle beside him, waiting for the bloody storm that was about to occur.

"Bang, bang, bang." After several gunshots, the car was forced to stop.

Hearing the gunshot, Jian Rong immediately opened his eyes, and his black eyes became even deeper.

"Uncle Rong, there is an ambush." ​​Yin Xia immediately pulled out the pistol beside his seat and stared out the window, while his other hand kept connecting to the communicator at his ear.

The rumbling sound of motorcycles swirled around the Porsche. Jian Rong looked out the window and saw that more than a dozen motorcycles surrounded them.

The leading man was holding a pistol in his hand and slowly approached the car door. The others also pointed their guns at the Porsche, fearing that something might happen.

The man raised his hand and knocked on the car window. "Jian Rong, right? Shall we talk?"

"Uncle Rong, it looks like the people from the west of the city. I have already contacted Young Master Gu You. We may have to wait a while." Yin Xia pursed his lips and held the gun tighter.

As the knocking on the car window grew louder, the man seemed to be getting a little impatient.

Jian Rong quietly waved his hand, signaling Yin Xia not to take any action yet, then turned his gaze to the pale-faced Tang Cuo and opened the car door.

"Everyone, get down here." The younger brother beside him shouted, pointing his finger at them, "If you dare to play tricks, don't blame us for being rude."

"Hey? Don't be so hasty. After all, you are a big shot in our City A now." The man waved his hand, signaling his subordinates to leave first.

"Master Mo Jiu's people from the west of the city?" Jian Rong's tone was calm, not like he was facing a powerful enemy at all.

"Indeed, Master Rong, we have offended you just now. Our Master Jiu wanted to see you, but you are too busy, so we can only do this." As he said this, the man waved his hand and asked the people around him to make way for him. "Master Rong, please come with us."

Jian Rong looked at the aggressive look of the crowd and became even more calm.

He raised his foot to follow the others, but before he could take a few steps, the person behind him spoke again, "Master Rong, our Master Jiu said that your subordinates cannot follow, but we are going to take Young Master Tang with us."

Hearing the conversation between the two, Tang Cuo pursed his lips and looked at them in confusion: How can this have anything to do with me? I don't know who Master Mo Jiu is?

[Host, in this dimension, Master Mo Jiu and your father were originally in charge of the underground industry in City A. He managed the west of the city, while your father was in charge of the east. Now your father's industry is taken over by Jian Rong, and the two are evenly matched.]

"What is Mr. Mo Jiu's personality like?"

[He is vicious, cruel and ruthless, with a bad reputation, but he is handsome, the rest of the system is unknown.]

Jian Rong turned around and looked at Tang Cuo who was in a daze, his eyes narrowed, "He is my servant now, it is useless for Master Mo Jiu to see him."

"This... is what our Ninth Master meant. We can't make the decision on our own, so we'd better ask Young Master Tang to go with us."

Tang Cuo raised his eyes and looked at the few people who were determined to let go, and chuckled, "Okay, thank you for leading the way."

Jian Rong glanced at Tang Cuo with a complicated look, and then followed them towards the car in the shadows in the distance.

The man knocked on the car window cautiously, and then said respectfully, "Master Jiu, I've brought the person to you."

The man opened the car door, and his long, straight legs came into everyone's sight. He stood up, his eyes as sharp as an eagle, as if he could see through everyone's heart.

He cast his gaze towards Jian Rong, who showed no fear at all, and smiled, "I'm sorry, Mr. Jian, to invite you over in this way."

"If this counts as an invitation, then Master Mo Jiu really has a good way of educating his people." Jian Rong didn't bother to be polite with him.

"Young Master Jian is new to the business, and I should have taken the initiative to meet you, but I have been very busy these days, so please forgive me for any impoliteness."

"No need to be polite. I wonder what is the important matter that Jiu Ye is trying so hard to stop us?"

"Now that we have spoken, I will not beat around the bush. First, Young Master Jian has dealt with Tang Hong, and we have some grievances with Tang Hong. Now that you are in power, we in Chengxi want to discuss cooperation with you again."

"Just talking about cooperation?" Jian Rong's eyes darkened.

"Not entirely. There is another thing. I wonder if you can... hand over this Young Master Tang beside you to me?" Master Mo Jiu smiled.

Tang Cuo swallowed and looked at him in confusion: No way, it’s related to me again?