Chapter 9

The two men were flustered. They doubted Yang Yi's identity, but they didn't dare to take the risk. They left the drunken woman and got into the car and ran.

Yang Yi notes down the license plate number and goes to help the young woman who falls to the ground, unconsciously shouting "let go, let go".

A choking smell mixed with wine gas rushed into the nose, disgusting. Yang Yi fanned the tip of her nose and reached out to pat the girl's arm: "Hello, how are you?"

She murmured and walked away.

"Hey, wake up!"

She didn't move.

Yang Yi brushed away the long hair on her face, revealing a beautiful face. All she wore was a famous brand, and YSL silver chain bags were scattered around her. Yang Yi thought about it and decided to call the police. Just took out the mobile phone, does not belong to her cell phone ring Ding Ding ring.

Listen carefully. It's the sound from the drunken girl's bag. Yang Yi opens her YSL silver chain bag and finds her fancy mobile phone, "Ze" calls. Yang Yi picked up the phone, and the other party's voice was angry: "Wang Huihui, where are you? Come back now

Oh, it's fierce. I don't know what the relationship is with the girl. "She can't roll back. She's drunk. Who are you?"

The person on the other end of the phone was stunned, "how could she be with you?"

"She was almost taken away by two men. I helped her when I saw the injustice."

"Don't go away. I'll be right there."

The mobile phone hung up, the screen desktop is a pure and sweet woman, Yang is very difficult to collapse on the ground, make-up messy girl and the woman in the picture together.

In the call record, "Ze" missed 31 calls. You can see how anxious the caller is. Yang said that the girl lay on the ground and huddled together. The ground was wet and cold, so she had to help the girl half support and half help her into the back seat of the car. "My God, how much wine must I drink to get drunk like this! You have to repay my kindness. Don't vomit in my car

Unfortunately, she was very ungrateful. After ten minutes of silence, she vomited all over the car. Yang Yi wants to cry without tears, and is afraid that she chokes to suffocate the danger, hastily supports her.

The girl took another mouthful and vomited her directly.

Now, Yang Yi is going to cry.

Half an hour later, a black Bentley roared up to her and stopped.

Black streamlined body, full of muscle, like a leopard full of strength, ready to rush out to catch prey. It has a unique paint, light can be seen, but the car window is pasted with a black film, can not peep into the space inside.

Yang Yi thinks that the people who can run on the street with a house are usually local tyrants.

Then, the local tyrant stepped down from the car.

Unexpectedly! Again! Yes! He!

What bad luck has she gone recently? How can any bad luck be related to Wang Jiaze!

"Where are the people?" He asked.

Yang Yi points to the back seat of her car.

Wang Huihui was lying in the back seat with her hair covered. The smell of alcohol and vomit came to her nose. The car carpet was dirty. Wang Jiaze called and asked the driver to come. Hang up the phone, he said to Yang Yi: "the driver will take your car to wash."

"No!" Yang Yi quickly drew the line, and wished to leave him further away.

Wang Jiaze holds Wang Huihui in the back seat of Bentley, slams the door emotionally, and then walks to Yang Yi with long legs.

He was so tall, with wide shoulders and long straight legs. He came closer, and her figure covered her.