Mrs. Lu, do you want me to give you my life?

Before the phone was connected, Yan Chen noticed her movement, and while pulling the car door, he slammed on the window, "What are you going to do? Call for rescue? Open the door for me."

Usually he still has some concerns about Lu Jinchuan, but now that he is addicted, he can't think about it that much at all.

Ying Xia didn't open the window, and spoke calmly with her mobile phone, her gaze kept on him.

"Yes, something is wrong with him, I suspect he sucks...Okay, my position is..."

After giving the address, Ying Xia just put down the phone when she felt the car shake.

Immediately afterwards, Yan Chen kicked the car door again, and said viciously: "Get down for me, bitch."

His voice was very loud, and he could hear it clearly through the car window, and the words behind him became more and more ugly as he cursed.

There was no way to turn around here, so Ying Xia immediately put the reverse gear on and reversed the car, but the rear headlights were not far away, so she couldn't see the road clearly, and here was a winding mountain road, so she didn't dare to drive too fast.

Within a few seconds, Yan Chen caught up and stood at the back of the car to block it, "Drive, keep driving for me, and feel like pressing over me."

Ying Xia's face was sullen, she shifted gears and stepped on the gas, the engine roared, but Yan Chen stood still behind the car without fear of death.

While they were in a stalemate, there was a sudden sound of an engine from behind, from far to near, and in a blink of an eye they came to the front.

With the sound of tires rubbing against the ground, the car stopped.

The high beams were wide open and hit Yan Chen. He couldn't see the oncoming car clearly, so he raised his hand to cover his eyes.

Before he could take his hand away, someone punched him hard on the temple.

Yan Chen ate, drank and played all year round. He was a weak chicken, and he was an addict. This punch knocked him to the ground.

He shook his head, and before he looked up to see who was coming, he suddenly spun around and felt his feet being grabbed, and his head was dragged in one direction.

His back was rubbing against the ground. If it weren't for the heavy clothes in this weather, his entire back would probably be ruined here.

Yan Chen shouted hoarsely, "Do you know who I am? Do you know who my father is?"

Ling Sheng kicked him, "Lao Tzu, who do you call Lao Tzu? Even if your father is Li Gang, I will depose you here today."

Ling Sheng dragged him to his car, found a roll of rope from the trunk and tied it to his feet, and hung the other end directly on the buckle at the rear of the car.

Yan Chen panicked when he saw the battle, "Don't, don't, don't play like this, how much do you want? I'll give it to you."

"I'm not short of money." After speaking, Ling Sheng got into the car.

As soon as she released the brake, Ying Xia got out of the car and walked to his car door, "Let him go."

Ling Sheng's face was very dark, "This kind of person deserves to be dragged to death."

"I know." Ying Xia was calmer than Ling Sheng, "But I have already called the police just now. If you kill him now, the follow-up will not end well, and you won't be able to leave. He seems to have sucked something, and the police will deal with it."

Yan Chen originally thought that she was calling for rescuers, but who knew that she called the police and immediately begged for mercy.

"Don't hand me over, can I return your husband's house to you? Make up another 1000 million, no, 2000 million."

Ling Sheng got impatient, took a breath, opened the door and got out of the car, knelt down and squeezed Yan Chen's jaw to look left and right.

He has been exposed to these all year round, so he can understand it at a glance.

"How did you find out?" Ling Sheng raised his head and asked.

Ying Xia said: "Recently I'm writing a script, which involves these aspects, so I checked some information."

Yan Chen still wanted to beg for mercy, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Ling Sheng raised his hand and knocked him on the back of the neck, Yan Chen's head tilted and he passed out.

Ling Sheng stood up, crossed his hips and pondered for a moment, then took out a pair of gloves from the car, put them on, and went straight to Yan Chen's car.

Ying Xia followed, Ling Sheng turned his head and said, "Don't touch his car."

After speaking, he rummaged around in his car, and quickly found a small bag of things from the storage box in the central armrest.

"What is this?" Ying Xia asked.

Ling Sheng shook the bag to the light, sneered and said, "The color is too bad."

Ying Xia: "..."

Ling Sheng asked, "How long have you been calling the police?"

"About ten minutes."

Ling Sheng nodded, took some out of his pocket, pinched Yan Chen's mouth and poured it in.

"Will someone die?"

Ling Sheng raised his eyes, "How many years have I been touching this thing, and I still can't master the amount?"

After a while, Yan Chen began to roll his eyes and twitch.

The mountain wind was strong, Ling Sheng tilted his head, "Get in your car."

Ying Xia sat back in the car and waited for about 10 minutes before a police car and several policemen arrived.

After some cross-examination and inspection, it was determined that Yan Chen was smoking D, and some contraband was also found in his car.

It was already eleven o'clock in the evening when Ying Xia and Ling Sheng went to the police station to finish taking notes.

She drove home, but Lu Jinchuan hadn't returned yet.

Guessing that he was going to make trouble late tonight, she sent Fang Huai a message, asking him to take care of Lu Jinchuan.

Fang Huai received the news and showed Lu Jinchuan the phone, "What's wrong with this? Let me take care of you, I'll take care of you like this."

Lu Jinchuan closed his eyes, "Tell her to let her sleep first."

Fang Huai shook his head, sent the message according to Lu Jinchuan's intention, and pointed to Wei Tingxi not far away.

"It's all fucking caused by you, and you will kneel down in front of your sister-in-law and apologize later."

Wei Tingxi sat on the side with his head down, sober from the wine, but still kept silent.