Get out of the way, the vest boss saves that sick girl

Feng Yue was even more shocked by the car. She knew that in the entire Feng family, only the young ancestor could afford such a car. This car could not be bought with money.

The corner of her eyes twitched. The little vixen was really good at seducing men. She had to stay away from my son.

After standing there for a long time, Liuchuan took heavy steps, ignoring Feng Yue's desperate pleas, and squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth: "If you follow me again, you will never see me again."

Feng Yue surrendered.

Rukawa didn't know how much wine he drank and how many cigarettes he smoked. Ai Xiaoqi in his head was gently saying the most heartless words.

"I swear that I will be friends with Rukawa for the rest of my life. If I break my oath, I will die without a burial place."

"Feng Yue forced you to say that, right? Xiao Qi, you like me, right?"

When he woke up, Rukawa was surrounded by a group of brothers including Hou Yang, and he was drunk in a small hotel.

Rukawa sat up dejectedly, rubbed his cheeks, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's been a few days."

Hou Yang: "One day and one night, Brother Chuan, are you okay?"

"Yeah, it's okay. Have you seen Xiaoqi?"

Hou Yang shook his head.

Rukawa lay on the bed with his back facing downwards, feeling hopeless again.

Close your eyes and think back: “When I said I liked her, I heard her heartbeat.”

Rukawa stood up suddenly and went to St. Ives Church.

……

Lu Hao's car rushed out of the city and entered the highway where cars were running wildly.

Daoye kept holding Ai Xiaoqi's hand and talking about this and that, but Ai Xiaoqi just smiled lovingly and nodded.

"Little brat, you've grown taller again."

"Hey, sis, here you go."

A black and gold card was handed over.

"What?" Ai Xiaoqi looked at the gold card and motioned Daoye to explain.

"The money I earned." Daoye did not hide his arrogance and stretched out five slender fingers and shook them.

Ai Xiaoqi understood that it was five hundred million U.S. dollars. She kept an eye on the Bloodthirsty Mary intranet. In a short period of time, Daoye had already topped the list and became the coveted Daoye. This money was almost all of Daoye's assets.

Ai Xiaoqi didn't answer: "What do you want to do for me?"

Daoye pretended to be angry: "Keep it for me? If you have enough, marry me a wife."

Lu Hao, who was driving, laughed happily.

Ai Xiaoqi rubbed Luan Daoye's head and said, "Keep it to yourself. There are many places to spend money."

He snatched the gold card and stuffed it back into Daoye’s pocket.

Ai Xiaoqi ignored Dao Ye and asked Lu Hao: "Where are you going?"

Without waiting for Lu Hao to answer, Daoye handed over the phone and opened the intranet, which contained a task that Daoye had accepted.

A Caucasian national, a small figure in the Tomahawk Alliance, with a bounty of five million US dollars.

Ai Xiaoqi didn't say anything, her eyes were still gentle, considering her recent attention to Daoye, he didn't care about this kind of small task at all, it was just to help himself.

Daoye put away his phone and hummed coquettishly: "I drove for five hours yesterday. I'm so tired. I'm going to take a nap."

As he spoke, his slender body curled up into a ball, and his furry head lay on Ai Xiaoqi's legs.

Ai Xiaoqi pinched his cheek unhappily and said, "If you press my legs until they are numb, I will beat you to death."

Daoye shook his head vigorously and buried himself deeply in Ai Xiaoqi's arms.

Lu Hao arched his eyebrows in envy.

Daoye's whining is annoying.

"Sister, what color do you like?"

Ai Xiaoqi also closed her eyes and lay on the pillow: "What are you doing?"

"Well, what do you say?"

"White, black, or gray is fine."

Dao Ye was dissatisfied: "Don't little girls like pink?"

Ai Xiaoqi did not respond: "!!!"

That color is too delicate and I don't deserve it.

"What kind of flowers do you like?"

Ai Xiaoqi: "Jasmine"

Daoye was puzzled: "The one that can make tea?"

"Ah."

"Is it expensive?"

"Not expensive."

"You like it even though it's not expensive? Don't you like roses? Everyone likes roses."

Ai Xiaoqi: “I don’t like it.”

How could she deserve the romantic rose? He just wanted to keep the faint scent of jasmine in his heart.

"What number do you like, sis?"

"18."

Lu Hao, who was driving, frowned.

Daoye was already a little confused: "Big devil, why are you so weird? Why is it 18?"

Ai Xiaoqi still closed his eyes and chuckled: "If I don't go to hell, who will?"

Daoye squeezed into Ai Xiaoqi's arms again: "Is this true?"

"Ah."

"So you like living on the 18th floor."

Ai Xiaoqi: "I like it."

Lu Hao felt guilty. He was the executioner who made Ai Xiaoqi so pessimistic and gloomy.

The next morning, the three of them were already at the riverside in Baijiang City, enjoying the cool morning breeze.

A small cruise ship slowly stopped at the river bank. Following the leisurely tourists, three people boarded the ship and began their two-day tour of the Caucasus.

Small stalls with ethnic customs, happy playgrounds that are the same all over the world, and the quiet Shensik State University...

Lu Hao followed leisurely from behind, enjoying Ai Xiaoqi and Dao Ye's revelry.

At night, there are lights and wine everywhere.

Two innocent and pretty Chinese siblings, each carrying a violin suitcase on their backs, looked like newly arrived exchange students, happily and curiously wandering through the streets of a foreign country.

Casually watch the fair-skinned, long-legged European beauties, the cute and slightly tipsy Caucasian young men, and the vodka-drinking uncle who walks unsteadily.

At a crossroads surrounded by tall buildings, the two waved goodbye.

On the 33rd floor, Ai Xiaoqi smiled faintly after installing a silencer on the Barrett.

This sniper rifle must have been chosen by Daoye. It is small in style, and comes in a clean and simple ivory white color.

With a slight sound, a bullet was pushed into the magazine. One bullet is enough for a sniper. Any more will be a waste and may also lead to death.

I put the gun on the edge of the roof and tried it out, aiming at the door of the bar about a kilometer away.

There was no sense of incongruity. Using her own eyes, Ai Xiaoqi could guarantee that she could see clearly how many eyelashes that guy had.

A thousand meters was not the farthest distance she could see clearly, but this was the farthest distance without any buildings blocking her view.

There is another building 500 meters away. The distance there is close, but the angle is tricky. After the gunshot, the time to leave is short, so you have to run fast.

On the rooftop, Daoye, holding a lollipop in his mouth, was ready to give Ai Xiaoqi a second shot while he was on his first mission.

Although he felt that there was no need for it and that Ai Xiaoqi could not possibly make a mistake, Lu Hao did just that when he went on his first mission.

He is willing to be Ai Xiaoqi's supporter.

The coffee shop opposite Andrew's Bar.

Lu Hao leisurely drank coffee, tasted exotic desserts, and played with his mobile phone casually.

There was an imperceptible gunshot, and the middle-level Tomahawk fell to the ground, shot in the head.

Lu Hao took a sip of coffee expressionlessly and said, "I praise Ai Xiaoqi's accuracy with her gun."

Looking across the street, the bodyguards in black responded quickly and in an orderly manner.

Instead of rescuing the guy who was shot in the head and had his brains all over the ground, they immediately looked for the sniper's location.

Lu Hao paid the tip and left.

Ai Xiaoqi did not linger on the warm ivory-white sniper rifle and retreated calmly.

Soon Ai Xiaoqi reunited with Daoye, but this time her violin case was empty, while Daoye's was still there.

Daoye pursed his lips and gave Ai Xiaoqi a thumbs up.

Ai Xiaoqi remained calm, but just didn't like talking to him.

She had accepted her identity and didn't think she had done anything wrong, but since it was her first time killing someone, she still felt a little uncomfortable.