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In the afternoon, the sky began to become gloomy, and it began to rain heavily.

Lan Jing wore a sweater, put a hood on his head, and carried a blue handbag. After walking for a while, he got into the SUV waiting downstairs.

"It's five o'clock now, and the party is at eight o'clock. Lei's house is about ten miles away from the venue. I estimate that Lei Shao will leave at about 07:30." The people in the car looked at Lan Jing who was sitting in the back seat and said.

Lan Jing nodded, "It takes an hour and a half to get here, about the same time."

He threw the bag in his hand to the passenger, "100 million, in cash."

The young man who was driving raised his eyes. It was Jindao who had a relationship with Lan Jing once. He glanced at Lan Jing through the rearview mirror and said with a smile, "Thank you boss."

"One news sells for 100 million, you are really expensive." Lan Jing said.

Jin Dao laughed, "This is already a friendship price. For the sake of Mr. Cong, I will give you a [-]% discount."

Lan Jing pursed his lips, took out the gun from under the base, and inspected it carefully.

Entrusting Jin Dao to pay attention to Lei Shao's movements was what Lan Jing suddenly thought of when he got home last night.

In the killer line of the Golden Knife, it is easy to find out a person's whereabouts, which is better than him waiting for a rabbit when he is old.

The two stepped to the vicinity of Lei's house. Jin Dao took the iPad and opened a self-made video software. He sneaked past last night and clicked a miniature camera in the direction of the main gate of Lei's house.

"Can you see it?" Lan Jing leaned forward.

Jin Dao tapped the screen, "Almost, I didn't put it too close, but people can definitely see it if they come out from inside."

After waiting in the car for a short time, at around 07:30, Lei Shao came out of Lei's house accompanied by several bodyguards.

"Drive over." At the same time as Lan Jing said, Jin Dao had already stepped on the accelerator, jumped forward for nearly a hundred meters, entered the field of vision of Lei Shao and his group, and then dropped the car with a beautiful drift on the spot head.

At the same time, the moment Lan Jing pushed open the rear door and went down, the gun was already aimed at Lei Shao.

He hit Lei Shao's left shoulder, the same spot as Cong Lang's injury.

But the moment the bullet was fired, someone blocked Lei Shao.

When Lan Jing saw Mu Zixing's back, his pupils shrank suddenly, and then without hesitation, he lowered the muzzle of the gun and pointed it at Lei Shao's leg.

Cong Lang was injured, he wanted to return it intact.

The bodyguards around Lei Shao obviously didn't expect that someone would dare to shoot at their door, they were stunned for a moment, and within a short time, the trigger of Lan Jing's second shot was already pulled.

Relying on his instinctive perception of danger, Lei Shao hugged Mu Zixing who fell on him and rolled away on the spot.

The surrounding bodyguards also came to their senses, and raised their guns to fight back. The two shots missed the target, and Lan Jing didn't want to fight, so he got into the car directly.

When Lei Shao's men were about to drive after him, Lan Jing's car had already sped away.

"Stop chasing him!" Lei Shao stopped his men, and ordered Mu Zixing to be taken to the hospital. He covered his shoulders, and his face, which had never been startled, turned gloomy for the first time.

The sky and the earth were hazy with water, and the surrounding visibility was very low, but through the layers of rain and fog, he saw the true hatred in Lan Jing's eyes.

He came to kill him blatantly, without even hiding it, just to tell him that he would risk everything for Cong Lang, and if Cong Lang died, he would let him die.

Lan Jing disassembled the gun into a pile of parts and threw it to Jin Dao, "Do me a favor and deal with it."

"It's easy," Jin Dao put them into his pocket.

When they reached the city center, Lan Jing got out of the car, and the two parted ways.

Lan Jing wanted to go back to Lan Ye first, but Cong Lang called.

"Where are you?" The voice on the other end of the phone was a little anxious.

Lan Jing waited for the red and green road at the intersection, "I'm walking on the road."

Cong Lang breathed a sigh of relief, "He ran very fast, Lei Shao didn't chase you, did he?"

Lan Jing froze for a moment, then looked around, and said in surprise, "Damn it, did you put a tracker on me? How do you know everything?!"

Cong Lang sighed, "You left after answering an unclear phone call in the morning, can I rest assured?"

"Come to the hospital these few days, don't go out." He said again.

"No, I'm afraid he will come to hell, I have to go and see my brother and grandparents." Lan Jing said.

"Knowing that there will be so much trouble, you still do this, Lan Xiaojing, you..."

Cong Lang sighed again, of course he knew who Lan Jing was for, he was both moved and helpless.

He acted without saying a word, what should he do if something happens.

"I dare to do it, and of course I can deal with the troubles that will follow, so don't worry." Lan Jing rubbed his nose and said.

"Come here, I feel at ease when you are by my side," Cong Lang said, "I'll get someone to help keep an eye on your brother and grandparents."

"I... Did I cause trouble for you?" Lan Jing suddenly said in a muffled voice.

Cong Lang was stunned, "Huh? Why do you say that."

"I know you have the ability to take revenge, and you will definitely do better than me, but I just want to do it myself." Lan Jing said.

After a moment of silence, he continued, "You almost died because of me, I...I feel very sad and scared."

In the last sentence, Lan Jing's voice was so low that he almost hummed it with his breath.

But Cong Lang understood. He could understand the deep fear in Lan Jing's heart. He was afraid that someone would die because of him. If he really died in that interception at that time, the rest of Lan Jing's life would be so painful.

"I didn't blame you, and you didn't cause me any trouble." Cong Lang lowered his voice unconsciously, "I'm actually very happy when you do this."

He smiled, "No one has ever cared about me to this extent."

"Really?" Lan Jing turned a corner and walked towards the hospital.

Cong Lang responded with what he felt was the gentlest voice in his life.

As a result, Lan Jinghua's painting style on the phone changed in the next second and immediately said, "Then I'll leave the next trouble to you, remember to handle it well, I don't want to be chased by Lei Shao every day, besides, I'm your man , you can't even protect your man, where will you put the face of Young Master Cong?"

Lan Jing reached out to hail a taxi, and when he got in, he continued, "Also, we are wearing rings, even though we don't have a red book, we can still be considered a couple, you said that people miss your man every day, want to You want to fall in love with me, you are still so calm, you don't fight with others, declare your sovereignty, and you are not afraid that one day I will be in a good mood and go out to wear a shiny high hat for you."

Driver, "..." The life of this young man's wife is really hard.

Cong Lang, "..." Why didn't he realize that the guy he was looking for was such a bad guy before.

"By the way," Lan Jingpi said enough, and his tone suddenly became serious again, "I injured Mu Zixing, please help me find out how badly he was injured? It shouldn't be fatal, but I'm not sure. "