Chapter 115

This is the first trust crisis between Qin Lang and Yan Shuya since their marriage.

For lunch, Yan Shuya didn't go home to eat. Instead, he ate something at random in the group canteen to cushion his stomach. Yan Shuya didn't want to work all day.

The news that Qin Lang took a pure and sweet girl in and out of the hotel late at night soon spread throughout the group. Everyone was talking about the marriage between Qin Lang and Yan Shuya, and a third party appeared.

"Ah, did you watch the news? There's someone outside, Mr. Qin."

"Yes, I didn't see President Yan eating alone in the canteen today. In the past, Mr. Qin always went home to eat for president Yan first."

"Yes, you don't see how ugly president Yan's face is today. He is as listless as eggplant beaten by frost."

"Sure enough, men get worse when they have money. I always thought Mr. Qin was a good man."

Xiaobing walks through the office hall with a pile of thick documents in her arms. She hears people's comments in the office. She stops: "what are you doing? Have you finished the work?"

"Mr. Qin and Mr. Yan have no evidence. If I hear someone in the company talk again, spread false information, and go away!"

As soon as Xiaobing gets angry, no one in the office dares to speak. They all work with their heads down.

Yan Shuya doesn't want to work, and all the work falls on Xiao Bing's shoulders. Almost everyone in the group is talking about the news that Qin Lang and the girls went to the hotel last night.

After work, Qin Lang drove home alone.

But when she got home, she found that the door of the villa had been closed.

Yuan Xi carefully opened the door and came out. He took Qin Lang to hide under the tree and whispered, "brother-in-law, what's the matter with you? I take you as an example of my future husband. You are..."

"Yuanxi, don't you believe me?"

Yuan Xi bit his lip: "I don't believe you, but the problem is that I believe you are useless. Sister Yan has already said something. In recent days, you go to live outside for a few days, and she is flustered when she sees you."

Later, Yuanxi gave Qin Lang a bank card: "the card has 100000 yuan. It should be enough for you. Don't worry. I'll find a way for sister Yan."

Then Yuanxi pushes Qin Lang and returns to the villa.

Looking at the re closed door, Qin Lang pinched his bank card with a bitter smile.

It seems that Yan Shuya still can't get through the heart.

"That's all." Shaking his head, Qin Lang left with the setting sun on his back.

Not long after he left, Yan Shuya slowly opened the curtains on the balcony on the second floor of the villa and looked at Qin Lang's back as he left.

"Sister Yan..."

"You don't have to say that."

Yan Shuya directly interrupts Yuan Xi's words and turns to his room: "I want to be alone."

......

It's getting dark. Qin Lang wanders on the street aimlessly.

He could have gone to star river base, but he didn't want to.

In Qin Lang's heart, he has made Yan Shuya's villa his home.

Now he was swept out, this feeling is not to find a place to live can solve.

Besides, the undercurrent of Kowloon Bay is surging, and all forces are gathering.

Qin Lang does not dare to be too far away from Yan Shuya. He is worried that Yan Shuya will be in danger.

"Forget it, go to star river base for one night first."

Qin Lang stood by the side of the road and stopped a taxi to get in.

"I had a fight with my girlfriend, sir."

The driver was a middle-aged man who couldn't see his face clearly because it was dark.

Qin Lang watched him with vigilance. From the moment he got on the bus, all the doors in the car were locked.

"What do you want to do?" Qin Lang sat in the back seat and asked coldly.

The man was stunned and immediately laughed twice: "it's Mr. Qin. I thought I was good enough to hide, but I didn't expect to be seen through."

Bang!

Qin Lang raised his leg and kicked on the door, but the door didn't move.

"Don't bother. This car is specially made for you. The door and body are reinforced with steel." The driver gave a faint smile.

Boom!

All of a sudden, the car let out a roar. Qin Lang obviously felt that the speed was going up crazily.

"I'm very curious about how you dodged the previous assassinations. In order to successfully complete the plan, I built a car specially for you." The driver sped up and talked."Who the hell are you?"

Qin Lang tried to open the door again. As the driver said, the door was completely reinforced and locked, so he couldn't open it at all.

He tried to kick open the glass again, but the glass was bulletproof, and Qin Lang did not move when he kicked the glass.

This is, in front of a sudden burst of headlights stabbing, a truck with liquefied gas tank speeding to this side, see a car is about to turn.

The driver suddenly opened the door and jumped.

Bang!

Two cars collided and a huge fireball rose in the night sky.

The flames engulfed both cars.

The man got up from the ground and patted the dust on his body: "Mr. Qin, that's all."

Immediately, the man took out a walkie talkie: "the task is finished, it's over."

The man looked at the two cars again, and turned to go in a good mood. Suddenly, his body turned to half of the fierce Zheng, and he quickly turned back.

Only a shadow came out of the fire where two cars collided. It seemed that the shadow was injured. He helped the car to stagger out of the fire. Qin Lang sneered: "if I died so easily, I wouldn't be worth hundreds of millions in black net."

"How can it be!" The man was shocked.

"You look down on me, too."

Qin Lang's body, face and hands were full of scars and bloodstains. He was very embarrassed. His face was full of a crazy smile: "I've been in the battlefield for many years, and I've never met any kind of danger or any kind of assassination."

The man watched Qin Lang get closer and closer, and his breathing became more and more urgent.

Devil, this man is devil!

"Come on, the target is not dead!" The man is holding interphone flustered roar way.

Soon, two men came out of the darkness. It was not difficult to see that they were cruel characters from their posture and physique. They could not see clearly with their faces covered.

They surrounded Qin Lang from two directions with swords in hand.

"What's the matter with you? Didn't you say your car bomb could kill him?" One of them complained.

The man also does not understand, the manufacture automobile bomb is his strong point, but Qin Lang actually survived from the automobile bomb explosion.

"No matter. If it doesn't blow up, it won't blow up. It's a big deal. Kill it again." The other's voice was cold.

"You are falconers."

Qin Lang sneered: "it's said that there are four falconers, one is a bomb expert, one is a sniper, and two fighters."

He looked around and said, "if I guess right, your sniper and I are aiming at my head."

"You know a lot. I'm more and more curious about your identity."

The man complacently smiles: "unfortunately, I don't care about the view of a dead man."

With that, the man turned and walked to the distance. His specialty is making bombs. This kind of tight combat and assassination is not his specialty.

On the rooftop of a building not far from the street, a sniper with a sniper rifle pointed at Qin Lang's head.