"He, who?" A young man who was unclear asked the question.
Then another sentence sounded next to him: "Z, it must be him, it's so cool!"
"z?!" The young man's eyes widened: "Is it really z? The legendary z!"
"There is no one who can drive like this, except him. William's eyes widened, and he grabbed his hair: "Jiu, what the hell are you driving my car for? "
At this time, Bo Jiu has disappeared from everyone's sight. He used to be a low-key black, but now he has become an arrogant red.
Can be any color.
The appearance of this person will mean that Fifth Avenue will become different again.
Some people are not so welcome back z.
Especially the hidden power-for-money transactions.
"Didn't it mean that the hacker alliance has disintegrated? Why does this person still appear?"
A certain gang boss on the fifth road, his rival who usually fights for the nightclub site, did not fight for the goods, but made a phone call for the first time.
It is because z appeared again.
The bosses of the two parties put aside their grievances for the time being, and seriously thought about what method to use to guard against Z.
However, no one knew that it wasn't just z that they had to be wary of in the future.
The most difficult person to deal with will be the person Z brings with him.
The important thing is that Bo Jiu doesn't have time to take care of these people.
Now she only wants to meet her little princess Qin and tell him that she hasn't changed.
The sports car skimmed across the bridge, its body gleaming, and turned again, driving directly into the villa area.
By this time it was already dark.
Bo Jiu raised her eyes and looked not far away.
Because many years have passed, when I look at this place now, I always feel that something is different from before.
But when he got closer, he realized that the small courtyard surrounded by white logs, the lawn and the attic on the second floor would give Bo Jiu an illusion.
It was as if, as soon as he turned around, he could see the person from before appearing.
The moonlight gradually shone down.
Bo Jiu paced forward until she reached the innermost villa.
There is also a Chinese word engraved on the wooden sign of the fence.
Thin uppercase lettering, clearly visible.
A familiar and slender figure stood by the fence, holding a trouser pocket with one hand and a piece of paper in the other.
The paper should have just been taken out of the mailbox, and traces can still be seen on it.
Bo Jiu stopped in her footsteps, and her gaze fell over.
The man turned his face to the side, his eyes seemed to be able to bring out the shadow of the sun and the moon...