Worrying about running out of money every day

Ji Qingyan took his mobile phone and comforted him: "Don't worry, let's call Uncle Wu first, Uncle Wu should be closer to them."

Having said that, Ji Qingyan still felt cold for no reason, he always felt that Uncle Wu might not be there.

While calling for someone, they rushed to the place where the signal was interrupted.

Song Ji was very worried about Wang Xiaojun and Yang Lele. These two people usually looked carefree and out of tune, but they were definitely not the ones to cause trouble first. He was afraid that it was because of him that they would get into trouble.

"Don't worry, it will be fine." Ji Qingyan reassured, "We will be there soon, and Uncle Wu is also rushing there, it will be fine, don't worry."

"I am here."

"Hmm." Song Ji hung his head sullenly, "I..." Song Ji was speechless, and he didn't know what to say, he could only hope that they could rush over as soon as possible.

Ji Qingyan didn't sense Yang Lele's position, it seemed that he was blocked by something.

Even if you don't even think about it, it has something to do with Destiny's Child.

They use technology to check locations.

Ji Qingyan frowned, not understanding why Yang Lele ran into them.

Afraid that Song Ji would be worried, Ji Qingyan used some tricks to cover his eyes, and directly crossed the space to the destination with a person and a car. Wu Yi galloped a few hundred meters behind them.

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Wang Xiaojun has been fighting with them for a long time.

These people are all hooligans, and it doesn't matter whether they have moves or not, as long as they are useful, beating people with a strong force is different from the training he has experienced.

If it was him alone, he was very confident that he could get rid of them, but Yang Lele was in their hands, Wang Xiaojun didn't dare...

"Child, I said, I only want this kid, why do you come here to meddle in other people's business." The yellow-haired boss on the other side was very arrogant, stretched out his hands to pinch Hong Yang Lele's face, and looked at him with a smirk on his face.

"Besides, your companions are not here, we..." He paused, "We just want to teach him a lesson, even if you call for help, it won't change the fact that you can't save people."

"Don't try to procrastinate, kid." Huang Mao winked, and a group of gangsters rushed up.

Yang Lele closed her eyes, writhing in a coma because of discomfort, and was kicked violently by the yellow-haired boss irritably.

Wang Xiaojun's face suddenly darkened, and he realized that the other party did it on purpose, making him hopeful and waiting for someone but hitting him at the nearest moment.

Although he didn't know what the people behind them wanted to do, he just thought of Song Ji suddenly, afraid that he would be worried.

He accidentally called Song Ji over just now, maybe when he came over, he only saw himself lying on the ground covered in blood...

Wang Xiaojun suddenly worried that Song Ji would be afraid of these scenes.

He smiled to himself, he was still thinking about these things at this moment, and seeing the little gangster rushing up, he also made a move.

He is not easy to mess with.

"Stop!" After a while, Song Ji rushed over and shouted, "I'm calling the police, none of you want to leave here!"

The gangsters looked at each other and found that their boss had disappeared. They panicked and threw down the iron bar in their hands.

Yang Lele was thrown on the ground unconscious, Song Ji helped him up in distress, and looked at the gangsters with dark eyes: "Uncle Wu, I want them to pay the price."

"Okay, young master." Wu Yi also looked coldly at the gangsters.

Since you dare to be theirs, you have to bear the consequences!

"Wang Xiaojun, I'm sorry, the boss is late." Song Ji wiped the sweat and blood on his face, blaming himself.

"It's good that the boss is here, I'm fine, boss, don't worry about me, where is Lele, how is Lele?" Wang Xiaojun looked around to find Yang Lele.

Song Ji pressed him down, "Tell the doctor to rub the medicine on you, don't worry about Lele, he just got a small dose of the drug, it's fine, he'll wake up when the medicine is over, but you, hurt very much Heavy."

Wang Xiaojun heaved a sigh of relief. He was really afraid of those medicines just now...it turned out to be drugs. He relaxed, couldn't help being tired and fell asleep.

Song Ji looked at him, his eyes diverged, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

When Ji Qingyan came to see him, he was sitting on a chair in the corridor, and he didn't know whether to call him or not.

"You're here." It was Song Ji who discovered him first.

Ji Qingyan nodded, sat beside him, and handed him a glass of warm water: "What are you thinking?"

Song Ji shook his head, holding the water glass in his hand, "I just suddenly realized that I don't know them that well, and I feel a little melancholy."

"They are very good at kung fu, they don't look like ordinary people, they are not at all the same as the gangsters I thought, they..."

"So what if you don't understand." Ji Qingyan interrupted him, looking into his eyes, "Look, even if you don't understand them, they are still your friends, your partners, and you believe in them just as much as they believe in you .”

It was rare for Ji Qingyan to explain too much.

"But, how could they..." Song Ji scratched his hair in a mess, "I mean them, I always thought they were just my friends, but in fact, they were specially selected by my parents... ..."

"A Song, is there a difference between not accepting it and accepting it?" Ji Qingyan didn't want him to be sad, but it was the truth.

His identity made him extremely dangerous, and everyone was afraid that he would be in deep danger.

Ji Qingyan also just knew the identities of these people. He always thought that they were at most just the ones carefully selected by Song's father and mother for Song Ji, but he did not expect that they were also guards.

He didn't like such protection, but when he thought that the other party was Song Ji, he hesitated.

"It doesn't matter, but I just do it for a while." It's just that I can't accept this cognition for a while, but I don't want to lose these friends.

They have been with him for so many years, and they are no longer the little brothers he calls, but friends and partners.

"So don't be sad, Ah Song." Ji Qingyan embraced him, patted his back to comfort him, "You still have me, if you don't like it, you can tell your uncle and aunt, and they will respect you."

"They just thought about it for a while, you have to make it clear to them." Ji Qingyan chose to respect his choice.

He knows that an overly dangerous environment will make people panic, and if it were him, he might go too far, so he understands Song's father and mother's decision, but he always remembers that he is not Song Ji, he should let Song Ji himself Choose, not persuade him to accept.

"En." Song Ji responded, relaxing his tense spirit, and fell asleep leaning against Ji Qingyan.

Ji Qingyan patted him gently, his eyes looked thousands of miles away through the screen window, his expression was strange.

Some ants are really disgusting, even though they have been warned, they dare to come here to provoke his young master.

The world in the dark, who said that it is not certain.

He hooked his lips, but there was no warmth in his eyes.

The moment he lowered his head, his appearance changed, full of softness and connivance.