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Chapter 13 - Nicholas Zhao Qian

"Break his own arms?"

When Wei Shen heard this, the muscles in his eyes tenaciously twitched.

"This big brother, isn't your joke a little too excessive? Your hand is a fellow I eat with …"

"Who the f * ck is joking with you!"

Xia Luo immediately slapped him hard, making him retreat three steps in a row, and sent a tooth flying from his back.

"Bah!"

Wei Shen spat out a mouthful of blood and then shouted madly: "F * ck! I'll kill you! "

"Xia Luo..."

Lin Wan Ru gently pulled on Xia Luo's sleeves from the back, telling him not to go too far with the matter. Soon after, she saw Wei Shen crazily take out a handgun from behind his waist.

The cold black muzzle scared Lin Wan'er so much that her throat felt like it was blocked by something. She couldn't even make a sound.

"It's a pistol!"

"Run!"

Instantly, a great number of terrified screams rose from the room.

Even Xiao Leibin was stunned, he never thought that Wei Shen would be so crazy, daring to kill people in this kind of place.

"Die!"

Wei Shen's face distorted as he aimed at Xia Luo and pulled the trigger.

But Xia Luo was even faster!

Swish!

His right hand shot out like lightning and grabbed Wei Shen's wrist, then raised it up, and only heard a "peng!" A black bullet hole appeared in the ceiling.

"You …"

Wei Shen's eyes were filled with deep fear. He would never have thought that this brat's attack would be faster than his?

Just as he was about to fire another shot, a black shadow lightly landed on his knee.

Ka-cha! *

The kneecap in Wei Shen's right leg shattered as he wailed miserably and fell to the ground.

Xia Luo looked down at him condescendingly, "I told you to break your own hands, since you're not willing, then let me do it for you."

"No …" No! "Ahhh!"

Wei Shen shook his head crazily, but he could only watch as his hands were stomped into meat patties by Xia Luo.

Ye Zichen rolled his eyes. He actually fainted from the pain.

"Sigh, he's too weak."

Xia Luo shook his head.

"Xia …" Xia Luo, you killed someone? " Lin Wanru looked at him in shock.

"Hey, young miss, don't slander me!" I just crippled his hands and gave him a shock. " Xia Luo explained.

Lin Wanru let out a breath of relief as she reprimanded him. "You scared me to death."

"Let's leave this place quickly!"

"Wait."

Xia Luo raised his hand, turned around and looked at Xiao Leibin who was paralyzed on the ground:

"Hey, who's that? Black Lotus Hall's young master, right? Help me clean up the mess here. Don't make a scene, understand?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Xiao Leibin nodded his head like a chick pecking rice grains, and watched Xia Luo and Er Mei leave the bar.

As for Li Donglei, Shen Ying and the others, they had long escaped when Wei Shen took out his gun.

At Northmont Manor.

After finally getting the two young misses to sleep, Xia Luo returned to his room tiredly.

He turned on the computer and logged into his mailbox. Soon, he found an email from a mysterious account.

"Jing Xiaoqian, 16 years old, Songjiang Longxiang Technician Academy, Specialized in Automobile Cultivation … "Holy shit, what the hell is this?!"

As Xia Luo looked, he saw a picture of Tian Ze's sister.

Long, dark green hair, ear studs, arms, smoky makeup, dark red lips, shiny nail polish, emaciated cheeks, an expression that could not be seen more clearly, a black locomotive uniform covered with rivets …

In the entire society, those who didn't know about it would think that she was the little sister of the North Star in the American drama "Talent Analysis".

Flipping open the second page of the school record.

The entire text was a severe warning. They had recorded it and would have to be taken to school to check it out!

Fighting, smoking, early love, climbing walls, surfing the Internet, stealing money... There were even detention files in the police station because of skipping.

"…"

The more Xia Luo saw, the darker his face became. Finally, with a solemn expression, he closed the computer and picked up a cigarette.

The second day was during the weekend. After eating lunch, Xia Luo bid Lin Wan Ru farewell and drove the BMW i8 away.

The old city of Songjiang, also known as the Heavenly Water District, slums, these three words were dirty, messy, and poor!

A large group of thugs, thugs, locals, drug addicts, and pimps were gathered here. It was the place in Songjiang City with the highest crime rate.

Xia Luo first came to Jing Xiaoqian's address, the old city area's' Pig Cage City '.

"Damn, it really does look like a pig's cage."

The moment Xia Luo walked in, he saw a middle-aged woman holding a little child in her arms.

He walked to the front of a dilapidated building to the south. There was an old man downstairs who was sitting and listening to the radio. Xia Luo walked over and politely asked:

"Uncle, the one living in room 422 on the second floor is Jing Xiaoqian's, right?"

The old man sat in the rocking chair, squinting his eyes: "Jing Xiaowan?"

Xia Luo: "Jing Xiaoqian."

Uncle: "What Xiao Qian?"

Xia Luo: "Jing Xiaoqian."

Great Master: "Jing Xiao what?"

Xia Luo sweated: "Alright, Uncle, you go cool off first."

"Alright!"

The grandpa nodded and continued to cool down.

Xia Luo, "..."

"What the f * ck?!" I'm not seeing things, right?

"Hurry up and take photos and send it to the Wechat Moments!"

At this time, a surprised shout came from behind him. Xia Luo turned his head around, and out of nowhere, a few delinquents surrounded his car, patting on it.

Xia Luo walked over, but did not stop them, and gave them cigarettes.

"Brothers, I have a question for you."

"Speak!"

A tall young man with dyed blue hair was holding a cigarette in his mouth, looking very free and at ease.

"Do you know Jing Xiaoqian from Soaring Dragon Academy?"

Xia Luo said a very unfamiliar name.

"I don't know."

The three hooligans shook their heads, indicating that they had never heard of the name before.

Xia Luo frowned, he did not think so. Logically speaking, this little girl was such a delinquent, why had he not heard of her name before?

"Jing Xiaoqian doesn't know him, but 'Nicholas Zhao Qian' does have one." The blue-haired youth suddenly said.

"Nicholas Zhao Qian, what's this?" "Name of the person?"

Xia Luo was speechless.

"Bro, be careful!"

The blue haired youth looked nervous, "Sister Qian is the head of the Soaring Dragon School of Technology. She fights fiercer than men, often chasing after and killing a few people by herself. She knows a lot of people on the underworld."

"Is she with long green hair and tattooed arms?"

"That's right!"

The blue haired teenager was startled, then laughed: "Could it be that Zhao Qian's original name was Jing Xiaoqian? "Yo, this is something new. Bro, who are you to her?"

"Where is she now?"

Xia Luo was very sure that this Nicholas, Zhao Qian, was the person he wanted!

"Where …"

Bluehair thought about it for a long time before suddenly slapping himself on the head. "Ya, I forgot. Zhao Qian seemed to have made an appointment with the Sky Water Technical School today to fight at the back of the market."

"Tell me where it is!"

Ten minutes later, Xia Luo arrived at a market that was filled with dirty water.

Behind the market was a large empty space filled with weeds and rocks.

"Zhao Qian!" "You fucking bitch, you dared to hit my horse last night. I will skin you alive today and let my brothers ride on your back to enjoy themselves!"

A youth with yellow hair dressed in a leopard striped cardigan led more than thirty hooligans and stood to the left.

The one on the right was a skinny girl with long, dark green hair and a deep smoky makeup. She was holding a machete, which made her look quite fierce.

"Trash!" Zhang Kuang, if you have the guts, come over and try.

The green-haired girl glared with murderous intent.

"Come here!"

"Kill you!"

"Kill your entire family!"

The two sides began to fight wildly, but no one dared to make the first move.

Until a BMW i8 sports car, "Creak!" With a sound, he floated into the arena.

"Jing Xiaoqian?"

Xia Luo got off the carriage, took off his sunglasses, and looked at the little girl with a machete in her hand and a head full of green hair.