Fake daughters are wealthy

His voice just fell.

The two thugs approached Qiao Nian eagerly.

Qiao Nian jumped down from the table she was sitting on, stretched her wrist, and was raising her hand to lower the brim of her hat, her eyes were slightly cold...

at this time.

There was a crackling sound from outside the box.

Zhang Yin looked outside vigilantly: "What's going on outside? Why is it so noisy?"

The two thugs who were approaching Qiao Nian were also attracted by the noise outside. They also looked sideways and shook their heads: "...I don't know."

Zhang Yin frowned and walked out: "I'll go and see!"

As soon as he walked to the door, half of his body was still in the box, his neck was not stretched out, and his chest was kicked fiercely in front of his eyes!

Zhang Yin's eyes darkened when he was kicked, and he leaned back, almost vomiting blood from the pain.

"Zhang, Mr. Zhang!"

Facing the sudden change, the two thugs turned pale with shock, and one of them stepped forward to support Zhang Yin, at least not letting Zhang Yin sit on the ground.

"Mr. Zhang, are you okay?"

"..." Zhang Yin clutched his chest, the place where he was just kicked hurt so much that his face was contorted, his blood was surging, and he couldn't breathe for a long time, let alone speak.

Before he had time to react, he saw someone breaking in from the outside.

The person who came was a young man in his 25s, with an outstanding appearance. He wore a white sweatshirt that was neatly pressed on him, and he had the air of an aristocratic gentleman.

If it weren't for the rusty taste in Zhang Yin's mouth, he couldn't believe that the person in front of him was the one who was almost sent away by him just now.

"Who are you?" Zhang Yin's temples twitched, his brain nerves involved, probably aware of the danger, he didn't care about the pain on his body, and forced himself to speak: "Do you know where this is! How dare you be here Saye, I think you don't want to live anymore!"

As he spoke, he winked at the two thugs around him.

The two thugs have been doing things to help the evildoers all the year round, and when they received Zhang Yin's wink, they immediately turned cold and took out the things on their bodies to teach them a lesson.

Before they got close, people filed in from outside.

A dozen people held guns in their hands, and the black hole was pressed against their foreheads, and the hard and cold touch announced who was the owner of this place.

Zhang Yin's two thugs turned pale with fright, immediately dropped their weapons and raised their hands to beg for mercy: "I, we surrender, don't shoot, don't shoot."

They didn't finish speaking.

A man wearing gold-rimmed glasses walked in from the outside, walked up to the girl and called out in a low voice, "Miss Qiao."

Qiao Nian raised her hand and kneaded between her brows: "It came very quickly."

"Sorry, we're late." Moxi thought she thought they were coming too late, and said so on purpose.

After he apologized, he turned his head to look at the two thugs who were under control, walked in front of them, looked condescendingly, raised his hand and pushed the glasses frame: "You guys tied them up?"

The two of them had never seen such a battle before, their legs were shaking with fright. Facing Moxi's questioning, they looked at each other, their faces pale, and they didn't dare to speak.

Seeing that Qiao Nian was locked in the box by them, Moxi's heart was already angry. His brows were pressed down, he was too lazy to talk nonsense with them, he raised his hand, and ordered the Yaomen people: "Take them out and squat with the people outside. Together."

"Yes."

The two thugs were taken out with guns held to their temples.

In the blink of an eye, there were only five people left in the box.

Zhang Yin's eyes changed: "You, who are you?"