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The night was gentle as a green BMW taxi stopped near the side door of Eastsea First Hospital.

Gao Yang laid in the driver's seat, the corner of his mouth slanted as he held onto the half lit Yellow Crane Restaurant. His pair of peach blossom eyes that was hot enough to make a mature woman droop seemed to contain a hangover.

Even the lawless Sicilians had to give in.

spent every day in the streets of the Eastern Ocean to see off beauties or to grill a plate of meat skewers at a barbecue stall near the Shenjiang River. At the age of twenty-eight, he was able to bring out the taste of eighty-two.

Although he was not lacking in money, Gao Yang still paid a lot of attention to his "professional skills". This was the essential spirit of an Underground Autarch as an assassin mentor.

Now that he was his brother, he naturally had to abide by his brother's professional ethics.

Half an hour ago, a young woman in a baseball cap and sunglasses got into his car from the back door of the Hilton.

Five minutes ago the woman had left him two hundred dollars to wait here, and she had walked into the hospital alone.

Judging from the woman's exposed chin, Gao Yang had given her at least eighty points.

Mr Gao had never lacked a bosom friend, so he just let one of them out to cause a traffic jam.

Gao Yang shook his head and hummed a Spanish melody as he stuffed the pancake fruit he bought an hour ago into his mouth.

"Take it as a holiday in Barcelona." Gao Yang muttered.

The biscuit had already turned cold, and was wrapped in a few withered youtiao. Gao Yang chewed on it, not caring about the faint taste of the oil in the ground.

Do as the Romans do!

After taking two bites, he heard someone knocking on the roof.

Gao Yang turned his head and saw three men standing outside the carriage. One of them took out a dark and unassuming guy from his chest and directly pushed it against Gao Yang's head.

The smell of York gun oil entered Gao Yang's nose, causing his adrenaline to skyrocket.

Dammit! It was actually a spear!

"Come out, don't play any tricks." The guy with the gun had a dark expression on his face. He quickly looked around and shouted.

Gao Yang carefully opened the car door and got out.

"Brothers, it's a misunderstanding!" I drive. " Gao Yang said indifferently as he opened his arms in front of his chest to indicate that he was not a threat.

Glancing at the other party's spear, Gao Yang squinted his eyes.

It was a HKP7 made by a German, and it would match and match people in thirty meters.

Maybe Gao Yang's performance was too calm, the gunner was hesitant.

He did not say anything, but silently pointed his gun at Gao Yang, and with his two accomplices holding him in the middle, they turned a corner and arrived in front of a business car.

The woman was still wearing her baseball cap, but her sunglasses were nowhere to be seen, revealing a beautiful face that could bring disaster upon a country.

90 points! Gao Yang instantly went up by five points.

There was also a gun on her temple. The man beside her covered her mouth and could only let out a "wuu" sound, his eyes filled with unconcealable despair.

"Damn!" "What a complete failure!" Gao Yang was slightly angry in his heart.

Being pointed at with a gun was already displeasing enough, but the other party was actually holding onto a woman. This made Gao Yang feel even more contemptuous.

Although he had been messing around in the Underground World, Gao Yang still had his bottom line.

"Men, bully a little girl, you're really shameless!" Gao Yang coldly snorted.

"Mind your own business!" The gunman growled. The muzzle of the rifle was forced onto the pestle.

"Pointing a gun at me? "You have a lot of ideas!" Gao Yang laughed out loud.

"Do you believe that I'll shoot right now?" The spear-wielding man circled in front of Gao Yang.

The other party's indifferent mood and strange gaze made Gao Yang judge that these few guys were carrying human lives on their backs.

Even if that woman was dead or alive, it would be quite difficult for her to control the situation in the shortest amount of time.

Unless …

Gao Yang raised both his hands up high, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and said to the man with the gun: "There is a bomb under the car!"

The three men were stunned at the same time. The gunman's pupils shrank imperceptibly.

Gao Yang wanted this exact moment.

He grabbed the gunman's wrist with the back of his hand and shoved him hard in the face.

The spear-wielding man screamed. His nose was broken and blood spurted out.

Gao Yang's body suddenly flew parallel to the ground, his feet split apart and at the same time, kicked the other two people's temples.

Both of them immediately fainted.

Gao Yang then grabbed the gun and rushed into the business car, pointing it at the other gunman.

"Handsome, don't move recklessly!" Gao Yang's face was stained with the gunner's blood, the smile on his face was extremely demonic, as though he was a lunatic who had obtained pleasure from his violence.

This sort of feeling had not been felt in a long time.

Three of his companions fell to the ground and fainted. The gunman in the car was extremely nervous. He pushed hard against the woman's temple and said in a low voice, "If you don't want her to die, then put down the gun."

The muzzle of Gao Yang's gun didn't have the slightest deviation. He glanced at the beautiful baseball cap woman and said indifferently: "She's not dead, what does it have to do with me, shoot!"

The woman's eyes were wide and filled with terror.

There was sweat on the gunman's temples, and his fingers wouldn't be able to snap. No one wanted to die with him unless they had no other choice.

The heart of the woman in the baseball cap seemed to sink into the ancient sea of Antarctica.

Yes, the whole thing had nothing to do with this young driver, who had nearly lost his life because of her.

A "Hello" came from the other end of the line, and the gunman let out a long breath.

The other group of companions was at the corner less than 100 meters away from the MPV. They would appear in less than ten seconds …

The slackening of his mind caused the muzzle of his gun to deviate from the woman's temple by about two centimeters.

Under this seemingly unsolvable situation, Gao Yang's left hand swung outwards with lightning speed, as a glimmer of light could be seen.

The gunner let out a miserable cry. It was so painful that he covered his eyes. Fresh blood flowed out from between his fingers.

There was actually a large steel needle stuck in his right eye.

Gao Yang took his gun, dragged the girl into his own green leather car, and sped away.

Just as the car was about to start, a group of fierce-looking men appeared at the corner. One of them quickly reported Gao Yang's car license number to his phone.

To Gao Yang, everything that happened today was extremely dramatic.

It was an extremely ordinary sending off, but the result was that it actually changed dramatically.

After driving for a while, Gao Yang glanced at the woman in the front passenger seat and asked: "You have offended someone?"

"I've been framed!" The woman said with a shaky voice.

Under the baseball cap, there was a white face. It was breathtaking. A head of extremely eye-catching purple hair stuck out from his hat and draped over his shoulders.

Gao Yang felt that she looked a little familiar, but that was it.

"I'm not interested in being framed!" Gao Yang coldly snorted, "You almost caused my death!"

To be honest, Gao Yang did not take the few men just now seriously. However, he was still feeling awkward as he was being pointed at by a gun.

After a short exchange, Gao Yang's expression became heavy as well.

The woman went to the hospital to see a dying old man and get an important document. Who would have thought that stepping into the trap, the moment he stepped out of the ward, he would be kidnapped?

On the other hand, Gao Yang had only suffered from the calamity and was mistaken by the black-clothed man to be a female assistant.

"What the heck is going on!?" Gao Yang mumbled as he lightly patted on the steering wheel.

The woman said softly, "I'm sorry!"

Eastsea City had a population of over twenty million, but he didn't know where to go. His years of professional habit had given him an unusual scent.

A shampoo ad was playing on the LED screen of the skyscraper on the right side of the road, and the speaker's purple hair was as smooth as water.

Gao Yang accidentally swept a glance, and his pupils suddenly shrank. He slammed on the steering wheel and turned off the main road onto a relatively quiet side road.

Gao Yang parked the car in the shadow of the trees by the side of the road, then turned his head and stared at the lady in the front seat, and slowly said: "Who exactly are you?"

"I am Zheng Yiyi. I'm sorry for dragging you down." The woman extended her hand and squeezed out a helpless smile.

"My name is Gao Yang!"

Gao Yang reached out to shake her hand, causing his skin to become astonishingly smooth.

Zheng Yiyi, twenty-three years old, the most popular female singer in the country.

She had stepped into the music industry for three years, released four albums, and had over twenty million From Media fans.

In the eyes of the citizens, if someone could rush out of the country and become a world-class star, they could only be Zheng Yiyi.

Maybe it was because he did not wear any makeup, but there was a slight difference between Zheng Yiyi and the shining image on stage. As for his identity as a star singer, Gao Yang was immediately immune to it.

He had been in the underground world for a long time, so he had seen all kinds of moths. In front of others, it was pure and clean. In front of others, it was pure and clean.

"Should I get you to sign on my name and send a photo to my Wechat Moment?" Gao Yang raised her eyebrows, her beautiful peach blossom eyes carried an innate provocative attribute.

Zheng Yiyi shook her head, the expression on her face which could mesmerise all men was at a loss.

"The person you're going to meet is not ordinary either, right?" Gao Yang casually asked.

Things tended to be like people as they gathered in groups. How could a person that Zheng Yiyi went to see in a casual manner be a passerby?

However, in Gao Yang's eyes, Zheng Yiyi had very little experience in society, and her face was full of infatuation.

As expected, Zheng Yiyi spat out a name that pierced the ears like thunder.

"Han Chuhe."

Han Chuhe, Forbes' third richest man on the list.

His personal wealth exceeded 30 billion, Han Chuhe who supported hundreds of thousands of people.

Industry is all over the world, and the chips for a big gamble are equal to the combined economy of a small country, Han Chuhe.

At this moment, Gao Yang suddenly realized that he had been swept into a terrifying turbulence!

One was the youngest king of the entertainment circle, the other was the business circle's Mt. Tai and Big Dipper, as well as Gao Yang himself, the "young driver" who had just broken away from the underground world.

A storm began to form that would stir up the fates of many people.