Garbage system does not distribute tasks

Qin Yong is anxious!
Danger index 82!

And through the display of that light bar, it is obvious that the highest risk is 100!

At this moment, Qin Yong wished he could slap himself a few times!

It's okay, what's the matter with this little girl!

No matter how angry she is, she is also her own woman, isn't she!
Qin Yong panicked!

"Dog system! Hurry up and give me an explanation! Or delete everything!"

There is no street light on this path at all, if something unexpected happens, Qin Yong dare not continue to think about it.

At this time, apart from regretting, he had no choice but to pin his hopes on the dog system.

"Ding! The emergency system is activated! Provide protection for Lin Xiaoyu, who is close to the host, for 10 minutes!"

Hearing the prompt from the system, Qin Yong heaved a sigh of relief.

fine!fine!
If something really happens to Lin Xiaoyu, it will be a lifetime of pain for Qin Yong!

At this time, the performance of Ferrari has finally been maximized!

In the dark night, like a dark red avenger, he rushed to where Lin Xiaoyu was with murderous intent!

But the more urgent it is, the easier it is for something to happen!

When passing a small intersection, a motorcycle roared past!

Qin Yong slammed the steering wheel, and then almost brushed the rear of the motorcycle and narrowly passed by.

Ignoring the scolding of the motorcycle, Qin Yong continued driving!

Finally, with the help of the headlights and the faint moonlight, Qin Yong saw Lin Xiaoyu on the side of the road...

And, two young people!
The car stopped beside Lin Xiaoyu, and Qin Yong got out of the car with a sullen face.

At this moment, Lin Xiaoyu fell into the field beside the road, clutching her right ankle with a painful expression on her face.

And not far from the two young men, there was a white car parked.

These two youths looked about the same age as Qin Yong, but their temperaments were completely different.

A skinny guy with a bare head and a face, smoking a cigarette.

And the other one is full of fat, with hideous tattoos on his arms.

It doesn't look like a good stubble.

Qin Yong ignored the bald man and the fat man, ran to Lin Xiaoyu, knelt down and said softly, "Are you okay?"

Seeing Qin Yong go and return, Lin Xiaoyu who was sitting on the ground finally couldn't help it, his eyes turned red.

Big teardrops fell down, and she beat Qin Yong's shoulder with all her strength: "It's all your fault! It's all your fault! You bastard!"

Seeing that Lin Xiaoyu hadn't suffered any damage except for a swollen right ankle, she was a little relieved.

"Hey! Kid! What are you doing? Get lost wherever you come from!"

Hearing the voice behind him, Qin Yong stood up and kicked back without even turning his head!
With a howl of pain, the fat man was kicked and collapsed to the ground.

"Grass mud horse!" Seeing that his accomplice was injured, the thin man raised his fist and took a big step, and greeted Qin Yong's face.

Qin Yong raised his hand expressionlessly...

Ok?
Qin Yong was taken aback!
The grabbing hand that was supposed to hold the bald head missed. It seems that the bald head is different from the fat man, and he knows a little bit of kung fu.

In Qin Yong's eyes, knowing a little kung fu has actually surpassed Zhongxue's existence.

Even so, Qin Yong didn't take him seriously.

After the bald punch missed, he took a step back and launched an attack on Qin Yong again.

This time it was changed to a hand knife, and the speed was faster than before.

Qin Yong saw the boy's footwork and guessed that he was going to cut his own neck with a hand knife, so he turned sideways and grabbed the bald head's right hand tightly with both hands.

Suddenly, a slight puffing sound reached Qin Yong's ears, and Qin Yong looked down.

Damn, I'm popular again!
At some point, the bald man took out a short knife with his left hand, and stabbed it fiercely into Qin Yong's abdomen!

Seeing that he succeeded, a smug smile appeared on the corner of the bald head's mouth.

Qin Yong also smiled slightly!
Seeing popularity does not necessarily mean seeing popularity for oneself, more precisely...it is seeing popularity for one's own battle armor!
The bald head's skill was a bit beyond Qin Yong's expectation, Qin Yong didn't hold back anymore, and took advantage of the bald head's opportunity to relax himself by being stabbed, an unreserved elbow hit him hard on the head.

Watching the bald head fall to the ground in response, he clapped his hands.

It's just too unlucky to hang the lottery twice in one day!
These two people will not be able to get up for a while.

At this time, Qin Yong hurried to Lin Xiaoyu's side, squatted down, looked at Lin Xiaoyu with tears on his face, and choked out three words for a long time.

"Sorry……"

As soon as these three words were finished, Lin Xiaoyu, who had just finished crying, couldn't help crying again!

"Bastard! I hate you!"

She sat on the ground and punched Qin Yong one by one.

Qin Yong just stared at Lin Xiaoyu embarrassedly and smiled silently.

"You're still laughing! Do you know how remote this place is! You can't get a taxi at all! Huh!"

"You're a scum! I hate you to death! Get lost!"

Qin Yong didn't speak, just let Lin Xiaoyu cry and scold, then carefully carried Lin Xiaoyu on his back, and put her on his car.

Then he rubbed Lin Xiaoyu's ankles, fastened her seat belt, closed the car door, and walked to the side of the two people who fell on the ground and passed out.

Qin Yong walked up to them, and after pressing the necks of the bald man and the fat man respectively, the bald man opened his eyes in pain.

After the bald head came back to his senses, he saw the knife still stuck in Qin Yong's stomach at a glance, and he was in a bad mood at that time!
"Fatty, today... really hit the devil..."

"Brother Dao... is... a bit evil..." Fatty's voice trembled.

Evil?

Qin Yong understood after hearing this, probably the system's protection of Lin Xiaoyu played a role.

Qin Yong slowly brought his face closer to the bald head.

The bald head sat up suddenly, and took a few steps back: "You... who are you?"

"I am your father..." Qin Yong said coldly.

Unexpectedly, when Qin Yong said this casually, the fat man was so frightened that he knelt on the ground: "Brother Dao! The ghost of the uncle is here to teach you a lesson! Kneel down and beg the old man for mercy!"

"You...you let go...you are talking nonsense...my father died a long time ago..." The bald head couldn't make it right for a while, but his brain was much more brilliant than the fat man's.

"Brother Dao! It's true! Look what kind of car he drives!" After knocking his head a few times, the fat man pointed at Qin Yong's Ferrari.

Following the fat man's finger, he baldly glanced at it and gasped.

When Qin Yong was wondering what his car had to do with these two sand sculptures, the fat man spoke again.

"Isn't this car the one you burned for the uncle in the third year of the grave!"

"Brother Dao, there are too many murders on our brothers! My uncle can't stand it anymore!"

Qin Yong, who was nagging the fat man, was agitated for a while, since these two people were murdered, Qin Yong didn't plan to let them go.

He also thought that because of these two people, Lin Xiaoyu was almost in danger.

Qin Yong directly pinched the fat man's neck and lifted him high.

The fat man's face turned livid after a while, and there was a whining sound from his throat, and he would die of suffocation in a few seconds.

"Don't! Don't kill anyone!" Lin Xiaoyu in the car shouted at this moment, and Qin Yong put down the fat man.

Even so, Qin Yong didn't intend to go around them. He took out a needle and pricked the fat man's head a few times. In an instant, the fat man started drooling and turned into an idiot.

"Father! Father! I was wrong! Please forgive me!" The bald man knelt on the ground begging for mercy when he saw the fat man's appearance.

Qin Yong snorted coldly, kicked the bald head's ribs, and then used the same method to stab his head a few times. Just like that, the two of them became two idiots.

Since they have a murder case, it should be no problem for Qin Yong to find a chance to say hello to Zhong Xue.

After dealing with these two people, Qin Yong sat back in the car.

Just as he was about to start the car, he found something blocking the steering wheel. He looked down and saw that the dagger was still stuck in his biological armor.

Without even thinking about it, Qin Yong pulled out the short knife and threw it into the car. After all, this is where the crime took place, so the dagger cannot be left behind.

"what!"

Qin Yong felt relieved when he pulled out the dagger, but it scared Lin Xiaoyu to the side and passed out.

Qin Yong glanced at Lin Xiaoyu with a pale face and sighed helplessly.

It's all right now, this dreadful task...is finally done.

Qin Yong, who finally relaxed, drove Lin Xiaoyu straight to his villa.

Two 10 minutes later...

"Ding... Congratulations to the host for completing the task..."