Steward of Rebirth

Unknowingly, the vehicle was driving into City S, which is not far from City N. Today is Yao Hu's death day, and Gu Qianyan didn't want to be late.

"Hurry up." Gu Qianyan urged the driver, looking at the sea-crossing bridge outside, the black sea revealed a depth, reflecting the light of neon lights, the sound of waves and wind swept over, roaring and turbulent.

"Gu Butler, there seems to be an accident ahead..." The car stopped, and the driver turned to tell Gu Qianyan.

Gu Qianyan was a little anxious. After waiting for a while, the car in front of him did not move. He looked at his watch. It was almost eleven o'clock. He promised Yao Hu that he would remember this day every year and would visit him on time.

"I'll go ahead and have a look." Gu Qianyan got out of the car and ran over.Because it was late at night, there were not many cars on the road, and there were not many cars blocked, only a few cars, Gu Qianyan quickly ran to the end.

There was indeed a traffic accident ahead, and the traffic police hadn't arrived yet. The driver who was hit ran out of the car with a red face and was making a scene in front of the car that caused the accident.Gu Qianyan walked over to look, and the rear of the hit car was deformed, which was quite serious. However, according to the experience of taking care of Qianyan, it can be done by throwing a handful of money.

The vehicle that caused the accident seemed very calm, the driver sat there motionless, his expression was like a sculpture that couldn't smile.Gu Qianyan could tell that it should be because the master behind the car didn't give an order, so the driver didn't dare to act rashly.

"Open the window!" Gu Qianyan went to take a picture of the window behind the limousine without saying a word.

The one-way effect of the car window is very good, Gu Qianyan can't see inside, but the people inside can see him clearly.

The driver was still as dull as a sculpture, so he got out of the car immediately, took Gu Qianyan's hand, and was very excited, "What are you going to do!"

With a pain in his arm, Gu Qianyan was grabbed by his arm and pressed against the railing of Gaoqiao. Everywhere he could see was the turbulent sea.

"I should ask you, what are you going to do..." Gu Qianyan gritted her teeth, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw a gun hanging from the driver's clothes.The blue eyes narrowed subconsciously, guessing the identity of this person.

No, it looks like a kid at first glance, he should guess the identity of the person in the car.Even the driver has a gun?

Gu Qianyan withdrew his strength, and his whole body went limp. The man thought he had been subdued, and his strength relaxed a little. A gleam flashed in Gu Qianyan's eyes, and he took the opportunity to turn around, moving extremely quickly, and bit back like a tiger.When the movement stopped again, he had already snatched the gun and put it on the driver's forehead. With a calm smile, the already beautiful young man became very dazzling, and his voice was clear and light, without any warmth: "Now, Who wants to do what?"

The driver immediately raised his hands and looked at the car worriedly, his eyes trembling.

"Afraid of being scolded?" Gu Qianyan curled her lips into a smile, showing a lazy expression.It seemed that if one didn't pay attention, the gun would be pulled, and with the slight twitch of that beautiful finger, the head would explode.

At this moment, the car door suddenly opened, and a long leg wearing slippers was stretched out. The muscles were well defined, the lines were well-proportioned, and there was no fat. Even the hair on the feet was full of male hormones. charm.

"I don't like being harassed." A lazy, magnetic male voice sounded, and the tall man seemed to come out of the canvas. His perfect figure surpassed many internationally famous models.

He slowly fastened the loose nightgown, his dark eyes narrowed lazily: "You?"

The man who got out of the car suddenly was European. He had a high nose bridge, deep eye sockets, and a deep-lined face. He had the air of a Roman warrior. His whole body exuded a powerful aura that made people wonder. He looked at Gu Qianyan with unclear eyes. , asked in fluent but obviously foreign-accented Chinese: "Is it you who shot my car window just now? Little man."

Little man? !

"You're the little guy!" Gu Qianyan blurted out, aroused for no apparent reason, and with a turn of the gesture, the black gun pointed at the man who just got out of the car.