The CEO admires the strong? I have been able to breathe independently since I was a child

Not long after, a pretty figure appeared at the airport entrance, walking towards them with a smile.

She was wearing a beautiful and exquisite princess dress, with her hair loose, and her makeup was still beautiful even though it was the middle of the night.

Chi Dao focused all his attention on the person in front of him, and all the doubts in his heart disappeared.

"Wife~~~" Chi Xu leaned over and wanted to kiss her, but was grabbed by the face and pushed away.

Wang Qi looked in the direction Chi Dao left and asked, "Why did Second Brother Chi come to City A?"

Chi Xu licked Wang Qi's palm, and the latter immediately let go of his hand and wiped his palm with his expensive suit in disgust.

"Looking for Xiaoxiao, I don't know what's on your mind."

Wang Qi showed disdain on his face, "You're a bit love-brained and you've fed all your thoughts to the male protagonist in your game."

"..." Chi Xu thought deeply for a moment and asked tentatively, "Did I do something wrong?"

Not to her.

Eh...what else can I do with a man like this?

"What did you just call me?"

"Wife~~"

The sticky sound made Qiu Xing feel so sour that he just showed his teeth but was scared back by the man's look.

"What about the compensation for changing your statement?"

Chi Xu smiled and took out the ring he bought during the day and put it on her ring finger bit by bit.

Wang Qi pursed her lips, wanting to smile but not smiling. Seeing him smiling foolishly, she didn't kneel but just stood there.

"Gone?"

"anything else."

He motioned Qiu Xing to take out the gift and put a beautiful and exquisite jewel necklace around her neck.

"…Gone?"

"anything else."

He then took out earrings, bracelets, and stuffed toys...

"Gone?"

"anything else."

……

The repetition of this conversation made Qiu Xing think to himself, "It's over. Romance is in the late stage of cancer."

Wang Qi looked at the ten fingers covered with various rings and finally stopped asking questions.

"Let's go back. I'm tired."

As he said this, he dragged his tired body forward.

"Qiu Xing, why does she look unhappy?"

"Mr. Wang thought you were going to propose."

This isn't an engagement ring.

Besides...this place isn't suitable for proposing.

So shabby and not romantic at all.

"Boss, please comfort her at night, otherwise all your gifts will be covered in dust tomorrow."

Chi Xu thought about it and felt that it made sense.

We need to improve our relationship. I miss you so much after not seeing you for so long.

City A is not busy in the early morning.

The neon lights have not yet completely gone out, but the noise has subsided.

Occasionally, a few neurotic drug addicts would pass by on the avenue, yelling at the crowd for no apparent reason.

It was still dark, but the eastern sky was already tinged with a hint of crab-shell blue. On the viaduct, Chi Dao's face flickered in the light of the street lamps.

He was walking slowly on the street with an unfinished can of beer in his hand.

A homeless man passing by saw that he was dressed well and approached him with a gun to threaten him, hoping to make a fortune, but was kicked over.

The gun was also trampled into pieces.

“él es chino!! él es chino!!!”

Chi Dao sneered and walked to a 24-hour vending machine to buy a bottle of water.

Just as I opened it and took a sip, a few burly men with aggressive looks walked out of the store.

"Don't you know what's going on?"

Chi Dao had learned Spanish and understood what they said, but he ignored them. When he turned around to leave, the big man held his shoulders.

"I say, you look familiar." Cass walked slowly out from a group of big men, and a puff of thick smoke came out of his mouth.

In the hazy smoke, he looked at the familiar face in front of him, but couldn't remember where he had seen it.

As a person with mild face blindness, Cass has no clear understanding of himself.

Common name: no idea.

Especially for Asians, it is even harder to tell the difference.

For Cass, familiarity means knowing, and knowing means having hatred.

"Are you Wang Yan?"

"You got the wrong person."

Cass hissed, and the sound sounded similar.

But he is not brainless.

Someone of Wang Yan's status would never go out without dozens of bodyguards around him, let alone at night.

The younger brother next to him suddenly leaned over to Cass's ear and said, "He looks a lot like the man standing next to Wang Yan in the mall during the day."

Cas threw the cigarette to the ground and crushed it with the sole of his shoe, "Catch him!!"

Chi Dao took a step back, but before he could say anything, the burly man next to him punched him.

He dodged sideways, raised his hand to block Lao Liu's sneak attack, and kicked the man away.

In the blink of an eye, two or three people were lying on the ground.

Cass took a step back, hiding himself completely behind the crowd, "Call the brothers out!"

A crisp whistle sounded.

In an instant, hundreds of people rushed out from all directions and surrounded Chi Dao.

"I suffered a loss last time, this time...beat him to death!"

Chi Dao's eyes narrowed, and a hint of panic flashed across his gentle face. Before he could react, those people's fists fell like raindrops.

He dodged and said in fluent Spanish: "You've got the wrong person. I'm not Chinese, I'm Korean."

Cass snorted coldly, "Do you think I'm an idiot? Damn it! This guy's accent sounds more like a local than mine, and you told me you're Korean!? Beat him to death!!!"

Two fists cannot beat four hands. Even if Chi Dao is not weak, he has no chance of winning against hundreds or thousands of people.

He wanted to run, but found that he couldn't escape.

The crowd formed a fine, dense net that pressed him so hard that he couldn't breathe.

They were very skilled and would strike without mercy. Using the human wave tactic, they would tire him out if not kill him.

Half an hour later, dozens of half-dead people were lying scattered on the ground.

"boom!"

Gunfire rang out.

Chi Dao was captured alive and forcibly put into a cage.

The cage was so small that his body could only be squeezed together. His head hung limply, and his messy black hair was stuck to his forehead with blood.

A hideous wound ran diagonally from the brow bone to under the eye, and dark red blood was still slowly seeping out, dripping down the chin onto the collar of the clothes that had already been stained.

His breathing was heavy and intermittent, his chest rising and falling unnaturally with each inhalation. His left arm was twisted at a strange angle, obviously broken.

The bloody knuckles were still in a clenched fist position, and blood was still dripping between the fingers.

As the sun rose, his face was extremely pale, with only the lingering blood at the corner of his mouth glaringly red.

The blood-soaked clothes clung to his body, and the most fatal gunshot wound under his ribs was faintly visible.

An inch deeper would have killed him.

"Whatever you want, I can help you get it from Wang Yan."

Cass was slowly wiping the gun in his hand, and suddenly laughed when he heard this.

"Would I believe you? The cunning Chinese are best at conquering people's hearts!"

"I have evidence of Wang Yan's illegal activities."

"What does it have to do with us in City A if he commits a crime in your country?!"

Chi Dao panted heavily, his voice gradually weakening. "If he wants to return to China, these evidences will become obstacles. I also have the background check of Xinsheng Technology... ahem... I can help you get it."

As he spoke, he ejected a USB drive from his fingertips and dropped it in front of Cass.

"If you're interested, take me to the hospital."