"Yun Kuang is here too."

A steady voice.

Mr. Feng, who was in his fifties, short, with a big belly and bald hair, walked over from the front yard, followed closely by Butler Feng.

"Hello Uncle Feng, we are leaving now, no need for hospitality."

Chu Yunkuang threw the key to Qiqi, raised his hand to Lord Xiangfeng, and looked grinning.

"Director Chu, you broke our front door by coming in like this, isn't that a good thing?"

The housekeeper's face, with delicate makeup, looked calm, but her eyes were fixed on her master.

Qiqi knew that this sentence was said by Butler Feng on behalf of her master.

"Oh, really? I'm sorry."

Chu Yunkuang had a cynical look on his face.

"Yun Kuang, you came to your own home and made such a big noise, you are really naughty."

Lord Feng smiled, but the anger hidden in his eyes did not show on his face.

"Uncle Feng, you can ask my grandma for compensation. See you later."

Qiqi started the car, Chu Yunkuang waved his hand, and the car flew out.

"Dad, stop him, stop him for me!"

Feng Qingyu shouted hysterically.

With just a glance, without any words, Butler Feng knew what his master meant.

"Leave the car."

At the command of Steward Feng, there were naturally experts among those people. Guns could not be used because they made noises and had a bad impact, but darts and hidden weapons were still acceptable.

Chu Yunkuang's eyes darkened at the sound that broke through the air, and his cynical look just now disappeared.

"I come."

He was just about to change the driving position.

"Sit down."

Qiqi shouted coldly.

Chu Yun retracted his hand wildly.

At such a close distance, he could clearly see the determination in Qiqi's eyes.

The fair little face, the furrowed and forbearing brows, and the fluff behind the tiny ears are all clearly visible.

How old is this girl? How can she have such skilled skills and such a strong character? Isn't it strange?

Next, Chu Yunkuang witnessed the most rare scene in his life.

Amid the sounds of hidden weapons, the car twisted left and right and miraculously avoided this wave of attacks.

If people can leave in such a situation, they will not have the face to continue working in this field.

The leader and the steward looked at each other.

The two men attacked at the same time.

In that era, the domestically produced classic Type 67 silent pistol was a special pistol that only reconnaissance personnel and senior agents had.

The leader used a specially made small flying knife, which was thin and sharp, and flew through the air with no sound.

The Feng Guanjia uses a Type 67 silenced pistol.

"Girl, your driving skills are really amazing."

Chu Yunkuang praised sincerely.

How many sides does this girl have? Every new discovery makes him excited.

"Your technique is pretty good too."

The tone is somewhat sarcastic.

Following Qiqi's gaze, Chu Yunkuang saw the broken gate. He had just driven in and crashed into the Feng family's gate, as well as the sculptures in the front yard.

Qiqi was mocking his poor driving skills.

"Well, I'm not as experienced as you when it comes to driving."

Chu Yunkuang's words made Qiqi's face even redder.

Damn it, was he mocking her? She already had two children?

Today, Qiqi really witnessed Chu Yun's venomous tongue at the highest level.

This guy never says anything that doesn't make people collapse.

"what--"

The car passed the obstacle and flew straight towards the gate.

Chu Yunkuang looked back and saw everyone in the yard dumbfounded.

Haha, it’s so addictive.

Chu Yunkuang was extremely excited and reached out to rub Qiqi's hair.

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