The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset - Chapter 587 variable

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   Chapter 587 Variables

   "Miss, I found two suspicious people and have sent someone to catch up."

   Ming Jing pondered for a while, then turned around decisively.

   Zheng Qing dialed a number with an ugly face: "What do you mean, Nighthawk? The double agent is addicted, right?"

  The man opposite the phone was silent for a moment, then asked coldly, "How is Jiang Chunlan?"

"You still have the face to ask me, didn't you send someone to kidnap her? You are really good at kidnapping people in front of me. If you can't let her go, you should have said it earlier, and Der Spiegel and I will sell it. With your face, you don't need to trick us behind your back."

  Looking at China, the only one with this ability and equipment is Nighthawk.

   "It's not me." Nighthawk said solemnly, "I don't need to lie to you."

   "Then tell me, who kidnapped Jiang Chunlan, ghost?"

  Jiang Chunlan doesn't trust Nighthawk, but all her forces are in the hands of Nighthawk. If Nighthawk betrays her, it will be equivalent to breaking both arms for Jiang Chunlan, which is why Jiang Chunlan will be able to fall with a destructive force.

   But Jiangzhou still has the forces she manages. These are not under the control of Nighthawk. After Li Ling's deep ploughing, Jiang Chunlan's hidden stakes in Jiangzhou have almost been removed.

   Therefore, she was very sure that Jiang Chunlan had no more cards, so she relaxed her vigilance.

  There is only Nighthawk, he is the only variable.

   Nighthawk sold Jiang Chunlan here, turned his head and rescued him again, how could he not make Zheng Qing angry.

   The person in the phone sighed: "If you can grab someone under your nose, the other party is not good."

   "You stop being hypocritical. If you catch Jiang Chunlan back, I will believe you, otherwise I won't talk about it."

   When the words fell, Zheng Qing hung up the phone directly.

  In the parking lot, Zheng Qing pressed the car key, and a blue sports car flashed brilliantly in the dim light.

   Zheng Qing glanced at Ming Jing's Shen Su's face, raised his eyebrows, and threw the key to Ming Jing, Ming Jing caught it subconsciously.

   "I slept with a stiff neck last night, and my shoulders hurt. Come on."

  The mirror opened the car door, the seat belt stepped on the accelerator in one go, and Zheng Qing's slightly smug smile was reflected in the rearview mirror.

   Xiaohua and Ye Feng, who were catching up, were stunned by Mingjing's neat operation, and the two looked at each other.

   "Miss, can she drive?"

   Looks like he's still a pro.

   Ye Feng murmured, "Miss, doesn't she seem to be underage?"

  Xiaohua drove her modified off-road vehicle and struggled to catch up with the sports car in front of her.

   On the street after three in the morning, there were not many cars at all, but the coquettish walking position still made Xiaohua stunned.

   She recalled Der Spiegel's evaluation of her modified car. It turns out that the eldest lady is not just talking on paper, she really has two brushes.

   Got another skill from Miss.

   "The other party is very cunning, and our people got lost on Huaxi Road."

   "Huaxi Road." Zheng Qing clicked on the map to zoom in, "Go all the way to the east, go to the pier, take the healthy road, flank him, want to get rid of us, and dream."

  Jiangzhou is the territory of the Ran family. It is a fool's dream to want to rob people here.

   Zheng Qing is now full of anger. If she wants to catch the ghost who did it, she must be taught a lesson.

   But - looking at Ming Jing's steady driving skills, Zheng Qing raised his eyebrows with a smile: "Our car **** is finally back."

  Thinking back to when he was abroad, Ah Yu single-handedly overturned a world number one racing team, leaving behind the legend of the car god.

  The **** of rain, who was so heroic and unpretentious, finally came back.

  Der Spiegel didn't answer her, he held the steering wheel with both hands naturally, accelerating, turning, everything was orderly.

   Just as he was about to drive on the next curve, a truck on the opposite side was approaching. He was too caught off guard. Zheng Qing raised his heart subconsciously and grabbed the handle above his head with his fingers.

   Mingjing squinted his eyes. In the dazzling light, he calmly grasped the steering wheel and stepped on the accelerator. Without any hesitation, the car drove away against the light.

   Xiaohua, who was catching up behind, saw this scene, and her heart almost jumped out.

   "Miss..." This is too dangerous.

  The sports car brushed past the body of the truck, and the road was so narrow that it almost collided.

  The tires rubbed the ground, made a harsh screeching, a beautiful drift, perfected through the corners, without the slightest stop, and continued on the unknown road.

   "Pretty." Xiaohua couldn't help but praise.

   “Miss yyds.”

   Ye Feng, who does not have access to the Internet, is confused: "What is yyds?"

   Xiao Hua gave him a white look: "Music master."

   Ye Feng was even more stunned, "Does Miss still have such talent?"

  Xiaohua was amused by him: "Did you come from the mountain? You don't understand anything, I really don't know how to live until now."

   Ye Feng touched his head: "How do you know that I came from the mountain?"

  Xiaohua: "..."

   Okay, I lost to your naivety.

   At the intersection ahead, a black business car drove straight past, Zheng Qing suddenly said, "It's that car, catch up."

   Stepping on the accelerator, the sports car instantly sprang out like an arrow from the string.

  On the street in the early hours of the morning, two cars chased after me, and a tense chase began.

   "No, he's stalling for time." Zheng Qing found that the other party had been going around in circles, and the other party avoided him several times when he tried to stop the other party's car.

   "These people really came prepared."

   Zheng Qing took out a pistol and loaded it skillfully.

   "Today I don't break him, I take his surname."

  Der Jing suddenly thought of something: "Send someone to the pier, and all unidentified ships must be checked."

  Zheng Qing also understood: "This is a plan to keep the tiger away from the mountain. Their real purpose is the pier, and they want to run by boat."

After   Der Spiegel figured it out, he no longer entangled with the other party, and left directly at the next intersection, but at the next traffic light, he was blocked by the other party.

   "tnnd, I really don't have a temper, right?" Zheng Qing scolded.

   "Forcing his car to stop, I must pry his mouth open."

  Der Spiegel accelerated, Xiaohua blocked the intersection in front of her, and the other party was about to break out of the encirclement by hitting Xiaohua's car directly.

Of course   Der Spiegel wouldn't give him this chance. He accelerated his body and slammed into the commercial vehicle, rammed into the roadside guardrail, and black smoke billowed from the front of the vehicle, and he was finally forced to stop.

   Zheng Qing quickly opened the car door, and cautiously approached the driver's door with a pistol in his hand.

   "Get off me."

   Mingjing opened the car door, and a solemn black girl walked down with a pair of slender legs. In the night, her white skin was as white as snow, but it was also extremely cold.

  Xiaohua patted the steering wheel excitedly, "This is the style of my eldest Miss Ran."

   is cold and cool, and his driving skills are superb.

   Zheng Qing kicked the door directly, the door slumped, and the people in the car remained silent.

   Zheng Qing and Ming Jing looked at each other, Ming Jing nodded lightly.

  Zheng Qing took out an iron rod from the trunk and smashed it hard towards the front of the quasi-car.

   At this moment, the car door finally opened, a shadow rolled down from the car, and at the same time, a flying knife shot straight at Zheng Qing.

Zheng Qing lifted the iron bar rung, only to hear a crisp "ding" sound, quite like an iron horse. At the moment when the flying knife hit the iron rod, Zheng Qing flipped the iron rod, and the flying knife flew out again. , this time, it was towards its owner.

   All this happened between the electric light and flint, under the dark night, the starlight was dim, and the murderous intent was everywhere.

  Ye Feng took his thousand-year-old ash stick and joined the battle.

   He cooperated with Zheng Qing, the two were rigid and soft, violent and dense, and they cooperated seamlessly, but they still did not get a bargain.

   This is a tall man, dressed in black that blends with the night, half of his face is hidden under the brim of his hat, not to mention taking advantage of it, she can't even touch the other's hat.

   Zheng Qing's heart sank to the bottom in an instant, what is the origin of this person, and his skills are so strange that he can't even find the slightest method.

   Even in WT, there is no such talent.

   If this person is Jiang Chunlan's hidden trump card, then she has to admit that she underestimated this woman.

   Zheng Qing said coldly, "Who the **** are you?"

  The man's body is mysterious and blended with the night, and his cold voice has no emotion at all, "Beyond his own ability."

   These four words hit Zheng Qing's thunder point, and Zheng Qing pointed the pistol directly at the man's head: "I don't care what your background is, go against Lao Tzu, don't even think about stepping out of Jiangzhou alive."

   Zheng Qing read the disdain in the man's deep laughter, "It's just you?"

   (end of this chapter)

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