Master Jiu, my wife is wearing countless vests!

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At this time, both Bai Niannian and Zhang Beibei's legs were weak from fear. They didn't know how it turned out to be like this. They just wanted to beat Long Qingcheng so that she could not participate in the Mathematical Olympiad competition, but how could they let her go? They were exposed.

Zhang Beibei pulled on his father's clothes, extremely scared, "Dad, Dad, I don't want to go in. Please find Uncle Mo quickly and ask Uncle Mo for help."

Zhang Beibei knew that Mo Shan was the deputy director here, and they would come to him if they had anything to do.

So she always looked confident.

It's a pity that before Mr. Zhang could speak, Police Officer Li said, "I'm afraid, Deputy Mo doesn't have time to take care of your affairs now. Now he is like a mud Buddha crossing the river, and he can't save himself."

Only then did everyone realize that they must have hit a brick wall.

Tian Tianhai on the side waved his hand and gave Bai Niannian a slap in the face. Anger surged into his heart, "Are you so full that you collude with outsiders to fight Long Qingcheng? I didn't ask you to take her home. Why aren't you afraid that she will come home and take your place?" His identity?"

Bai Niannian was beaten so hard that he was confused.

The police officer almost yelled at him to stop and quickly pulled Bai Niannian over.

Bai Niannian covered her face and kept sobbing, lowering her head. She looked very embarrassed. She hated Long Qingcheng and itched her teeth. Why didn't Long Qingcheng die? She should go to the eighteenth level of hell.

Why did she get all the good things?

If there hadn't been a change of girl, she would have been better than her.

Damn Long Qingcheng.

……

Kowloon Club is the largest entertainment venue in Dragon City.

The car stopped behind the club, and Ying Lei got out of the car, "Miss Long, Master Jiu is right in front."

Long Qingcheng turned his head and looked at the open-air billiards hall not far away. There were parasols next to it. It seemed that he was tired of playing. The man in black trousers was resting his legs.

She nodded to Shadow Thunder and walked over.

It was just after noon, not even one o'clock,

Long Qingcheng came under the umbrella, and when she sat down, she tilted her head and looked at Di Yuanjue, "Jiuye, I've been waiting for a long time." When Ying Lei appeared, she was already sure that this man was chasing her.

At this time, the man's bony fingers picked up the red wine, took a sip, and raised his thin lips, "Don't you ask me why you don't go over?"

Long Qingcheng's eyes never left Di Yuanjue's fingers. She couldn't help but think of the touch of him pinching her chin before. She admitted that she seemed to be sinking gradually. She licked her hand, and her eyes flickered, "Like this Such trivial matters are not worthy of Master Jiu’s intervention."

A smile flashed across Di Yuanjue's deep eyes, and Ying Lun's face softened slightly, "Is Zheng Yunyong your godfather?"

"Ah, that's right." Long Qingcheng naturally understood that this identity could not be hidden from Di Yuanjue. She said lightly, "I used to live with Grandpa Bai in the countryside. At that time, I encountered human traffickers. Later, the local police and The Beijing police jointly took action and rescued us.

And I was saved by him.

Well, he should recognize me as his goddaughter because I look good. "

Long Qingcheng was relaxed behind him, but Di Yuanjue's eyes became dark and sharp, "Where are the human traffickers?"

"Being shot." Normally this shouldn't be the case, but when the man tried to escape, he was shot dead.

Hearing this, Emperor Yuan Jue's eyes suddenly aroused murderous rage.

A little girl was kidnapped and even shot on the spot in front of her.

No wonder she doesn't have any feelings for the Bai family.

Because the Bai family never raised her, perhaps without Grandpa Bai around, she would have passed away long ago.