Chapter 171

"Here!" said Li Qing, handing over the two dollars the boss had just found: "do you want it?"

"Where did you send the beggars?" Wen Yang's face turned green and turned angrily, "I'm going back to bed!"

"Don't pull it down," Li Qing muttered

"I've never seen a stingier guy than you." Wen Yang complained angrily as he walked. When he came to the entrance of the stairs, he suddenly stopped and turned around with a gentle "eh".

Li Qing stretched out his hand, pushed him on the back, lowered his voice and said, "go, your aunt is dead."

"Oh." Wen Yang nodded, a strange look flashed at the bottom of his eyes, and then got into the corridor.

After entering the room, Wen Yang sat on the sofa and asked in some doubt, "Why are you being stared at?"

Li Qing went to the bathroom and came out. He wiped his freshly washed hands with a towel, leaned against the door and said, "I killed someone in Taizhuang a while ago. It's a little background. I think I'm being watched."

"Why are you so careless? Are you sure it's this passer-by?" Wen Yang asked faintly.

"I'm not sure." Li Qing shook his head. "But I can't think of anyone else except them. Don't scare the snake and watch the change for the time being."

Seeing Wen Yang's thoughtful face, Li Qing raised his hand: "well, go to bed. I have to go to work tomorrow."

"Hey!" Wen Yang quickly stopped Li Qing and hesitated.

"What are you going to say?" Li Qing asked.

Habitually took out the coin, Wenyang tossed it in the air, then raised his head and asked, "are you really not going back?"

With a slight smile, Li Qing came over, raised his hand, grabbed the coin and put it into his coat pocket: "I won't give you this either."

With that, Li Qing turned into the bedroom and took the door. Wen Yang stared at the door for a while before lying on the sofa and lifting a blanket over his head.

At 7:30 a.m., Li Qing woke up on time.

He changed his dry clothes and smelled a burning smell when he walked out of the door. Then he saw Wen Yang coming out of the kitchen with two plates in his face. He grinned and showed a row of white teeth: "big brother, have breakfast."

Li Qing looked into the plate and saw two lumps of black things. The corner of his mouth was hard: "are you ordering a house?"

Putting the plate on the table, Wen Yang rubbed his hands embarrassed: "I haven't learned this thing."

"Haven't you studied? Nobody taught you in the youth training camp?" Li Qing asked with wide eyes.

"Brother, I'm not transferred directly from the youth training camp."

Li Qing was speechless for a while and waved his hand weakly: "I'll wash my face first."

"Well, hurry up, wait for you to have breakfast." Wen Yang squinted, sat at the table with a hopeful face, stared at the breakfast plate in his hand, frowned slightly, and then moved it out of disgust.

Raised his head and looked at the washroom. A smile appeared at the corners of his mouth, full of cunning eyes.

Li Qing pretended to walk into the washroom, brush his teeth and wash his face. While wiping his cheeks with a towel, he shouted angrily: "son, you can't cook? Fool who? I took your bank card away."

"No, we have to find a way to get him out, or it will be a trouble sooner or later when Tian Rong comes back." Li Qing thought silently in his heart. He didn't want to kill another man on the way when he lived with a beautiful stewardess.

He stretched his head and looked out. Seeing that Wen Yang was turning his head and didn't know what he was looking at, he relaxed his vigilance on his side. Li Qing rushed out in an instant, pulled his coat and ran out towards the door.

"Hello! Breakfast!" Wen Yang responded and shouted.

"It's too late for work. Save your lunch!" Li Qing shouted and went away.

"Oh, it's dangerous." Li Qing ran out of Songlan community all the way. Looking back, he breathed a sigh of relief. Then he turned into a breakfast shop, bought some steamed stuffed buns, took them in his hand and ate them while walking.

After touching his pocket, he realized that he left in a hurry in the morning and forgot to bring his phone. Li Qing hesitated for a moment. He still didn't have the courage to face the two black things studied by Wen Yang. He simply gave up his plan to go back and get them.

After walking for more than ten minutes, Li Qing arrived at Shengshi group and directly turned into the maintenance department on the ground floor.

Didn't stay in the maintenance department for half an hour, the company phone suddenly rang.

Li Qing picked up the microphone close to his ear: "Hello, this is the maintenance department."

"The Ministry of foreign trade cut off power and came to repair it."

"OK." Li Qing hung up the phone, pulled out the maintenance box from under the table, and then took the elevator to the foreign trade department.

When Li Qing got out of the elevator, he saw a large group of people from the Ministry of foreign trade gathered together to talk, and many people hurried out.

"What's the matter?" Li Qing asked a company employee who stepped in.

"Something's wrong with the finance department!" the company employee shouted. Without stopping, he ran past Li Qing.

"What!" Li Qing was shocked for a moment, and a bad feeling immediately filled his heart. He threw down the maintenance box in his hand, rushed to the large group in a few steps, grabbed a man and asked, "what's the matter with the finance department?"

The man was startled and wanted to get rid of it. However, when he saw Li Qing's cold eyes, he answered honestly: "it is said that Secretary an quarreled with those people in the finance department."

"Something's going to happen!" said Li Qing secretly. With a bad sound, he turned and rushed out of the foreign trade department. He didn't care about the first-class elevator and ran straight down the fire passage.

The rapid footsteps echoed in the corridor, and Li Qing's face was gloomy.

When she came to the hall, she saw more and more people around the door. Li Qing ran forward and was bumping into a woman.

When Li Qing looked up, it was Lin Qiuqiu, who followed Fang Yong behind her.

As soon as he saw Li Qing, Fang Yong complained: "brother Qing, what have you done? I've called several times, but I can't contact you."

Li Qing left his mobile phone at home. He just went to the foreign trade department. Naturally, he couldn't get the phone from the maintenance department. However, it's obviously not the time to explain this.

"What's the matter?" Li Qing asked in a deep voice.

Lin Qiuqiu's face turned pale: "there was a problem with the accounts made by uncle and nephew Wang Shi. I just sent Anqing to find them. As a result, there was a conflict in the finance department. I also just got the news. They ran away with Anqing."

"A group of stupid women, you stay here." Li Qing shouted, and then waved to Fang Yong: "Fang Yong, come with me."

"OK." Fang Yong hurriedly followed Li Qing closely, and the two ran out all the way.

Out of the gate of Shengshi group, Li Qing looked around, turned to the employees at the door and asked, "where have people gone?"

There was no response from all around. Li Qing sank her face and shouted angrily, "I'll ask again, where are people going!"

These employees woke up like a dream and quickly reached out to point to the direction of the parking lot.

"Parking lot, go!"

Li Qing took the lead and ran with Fang Yong to the underground parking lot. He was seeing a black car coming out at a high speed. The driver was Wang Zhen.

"Stop the car!" Fang Yong rushed over and gestured to the guard to let him put down the bar.

"Li Qing! Go to hell!" Wang Zhen in the car roared, stepped on the accelerator to the end, broke the bar, and the black car rushed towards Li Qing.

Li Qing quickly threw Fang Yong, who was also in the dangerous area, out, rolled on the ground and stood up. The car had quickly disappeared at the end of the road.

"Get in the car and chase!" Li Qingfen gave an order. Tong Fangyong rushed into the parking lot, drove out a silver gray car and chased down in the direction of Wang Zhen's car disappearing.

Fang Yong sat in the driver's seat, holding the steering wheel in his hand and said uneasily, "brother Qing, which of the two roads ahead?"

Li Qing gritted his teeth: "they absconded with hostages. It's impossible to go to the city center and drive to the suburbs."

Then Li Qing asked Fang Yong, "where's your phone?"

"In his coat pocket," Fang Yong replied.

Reaching out from Fang Yong's coat pocket, Li Qing took out a business card from his wallet and dialed a number. He called the rogue driver Zhang Fei.

A rough voice soon sounded on the phone: "hello? Who is it?"

"I'm Li Qing."

"Yo, brother Qing, why are you calling me when you have time? I have another guest. How about inviting you to dinner when the work is finished?"

Li Qing's face turned black: "what point is this? You can eat? Do me a favor. We are now chasing a black car in the suburbs on the seventh Guangsheng street in Yanjing city. You can find someone to cut me off."

"Brother Qing, what's wrong?" Zhang Fei asked uneasily on the phone.

"A boy in our company kidnapped a female colleague and is now driving away. Why do you talk so much nonsense!"

"Hey, good, good!" Zhang Fei responded repeatedly. Then Li Qing heard a harsh sound of tires rubbing against the ground, followed by another person's scream: "where are you going?"

"I've received a big order and I'll see you off later!" Zhang Fei shouted, then turned on the walkie talkie: "brothers, all go to the seventh Guangsheng street. A boy has taken hostages. Now he drives a black car to the suburbs. Let's stop him!"

"Copy that!"

"I see!"

"Brother Zhang, I've changed my career to be a road angel. I'll go right now."

After a while, nearly one-third of the taxis in Yanjing were mobilized. On this day, many people in Yanjing noticed an extremely strange phenomenon, that is, obviously the taxi is empty, but no matter how they wave their hands, they have no intention to stop. Instead, they are like bulls down the mountain, all pouring into Guangsheng Street

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