Chapter 67： Tired of life?

The owner of the locomotive returned to his senses, looking at the back of the thief who was escaping quickly and the locomotive that could only see the bottom of the car with a shocked face, and immediately covered his chest, crying and cursing.

"This vixen who kills a thousand knives dares to rob in broad daylight. This is my favorite locomotive, Lao Tzu."

"Master Gong?" Qin Tian got out of the car and looked surprisedly at the handsome young man with short colorful hair who was sitting holding his chest and crying.

Isn't this the prince of one of the four imperial families? Why would you sit here crying so sad?

Hearing Qin Tian's voice, the prince of the palace family immediately raised his feeble and painful hand, took Qin Tian's hand, and complained angrily.

"Steward Qin, you just came here, hurry up and help me catch up, the little vixen who robbed my locomotive just now."

He pointed to the locomotive that was about to leave his sight, and complained in tears.

"That's the most beloved global limited edition locomotive that I just airlifted from abroad, Lao Tzu, worth more than 2.5 million yuan."

"Steward Qin, you must help me catch this robber. If I catch her, I must break her leg and chop off her hand..."

The Prince Gongjia cried bitterly, rubbing his short colorful hair in angrily, and said fiercely.

"You said, what is she doing badly, she insists on grabbing Lao Tzu's locomotive?"

"You said, is she tired of her life?"

Hearing this, Qin Tian quickly raised his head and glanced at the direction the Prince Gongjia was pointing. He suddenly saw Ye Caitang's back about to disappear, and his eyes widened in astonishment.

Is that madam?

After being shocked for a second, he put away his expression of consternation, silently took out the check from his pocket, and smoothly wrote a check to the palace prince, amounting to 2.5 million.

After all, this was the figure reported by the Crown Prince of the Palace just now.

"Prince prince, don't cry. Take this check. You can buy another one."

Gong Minghao reflexively accepted the check that appeared in front of him, and when he saw the amount on it, he glared at Qin Tian suddenly annoyed.

"Steward Qin, are you calling me two hundred and five again?"

"No, didn't you say the price of this locomotive?" Qin Tian quickly explained gently.

Gong Minghao: "..."

"You take the money, I have something to do, let's go first."

Seeing that the street had been dredged a lot, Qin Tian patted Gong Minghao on the shoulder, and politely dropped these words, immediately turned into the car, and chased in the direction where Ye Caitang left.

Gong Minghao: "..."

Knowing that Steward Qin was such a tyrannical man, he directly said that three million would be fine.

Saimo club near the school.

When Ye Caitang was riding a heavy locomotive and whizzing in, she happened to see Gu Junyi guarding a familiar weak figure, beaten by a group of people holding iron and baseball bats.

Bright red blood flowers bloomed one after another on the chest of Gu Junyi's pure white sweatshirt.

Seeing this, Ye Caitang immediately increased the throttle, rushing towards the crowd surrounding Gu Junyi with a harsh roar.

"Whoever doesn't want to die, get out of me quickly."

The leaders of the bad boys holding the guys, watching the roaring vehicles, immediately notified their companions vigilantly.

Ye Caitang looked at the suddenly scattered crowd, and suddenly raised the corners of her mouth with satisfaction.

A beautiful flick of the brakes, one foot on the ground, stopped the locomotive in front of Gu Junyi, and hinted with his eyes.

"Get in the car quickly."

Although Gu Junyi couldn't see the appearance of the motorcycle owner wearing a helmet, he could understand Ye Caitang's hint at a glance.

He half-squinted his charming Danfeng eyes, slowly raised his slender and beautiful hand, and wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand.