Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

   Chapter 1254 There is no way, just to be handsome and arrogant

  Xiao Mohan put the weapon into the wall, rubbed the drill watch with his fingertips, and walked out.

  The two got off the parking lot and drove the Land Rover detour. Xiao Mohan sat in the back seat, leaning on the seat, black eyes looking out the window, wondering what he was thinking.

  He tapped on the armrest with his fingertips...

   "Squeak." Han Changqing drove the car, spinning around, turning his head to look at Xiao Mohan.

   Seeing Xiao Mohan's silence, his fingertips were quiet, but he suddenly raised his head, squinting his silent black eyes, his thin lips slowly opened, and the black eyes became terribly deep.

  Not far away, a luxurious Mercedes Benz, driving from the night.

  Xiao Mohan's fingertips lightly lifted, and then slowly dropped, leaning back.

  Han Changqing has followed him for many years. With every move of Xiao Mohan, the two have a tacit understanding that no words are needed. Only one move and one look in Xiao Mohan can express what he needs.

   "Bang" Han Changqing stepped on the accelerator and rammed forward.

  Land Rover’s impact force is 100%.

  Now, that car was unprepared, and was hit by Han Changqing and forced to retreat!

  "Bang Bang Bang" Han Changqing backed up, ran into it again, bumped three times, and finally backed off to the side, lying in the middle of the road peacefully, arrogant and rampant.

  The black Mercedes was hit and the front of the car was flat. It started to smoke, and the glass windows of the front of the car were also shattered. The driver was frightened.

   "What's the matter?" Mr. Black sat in the car, drinking red wine, looking at the documents.

  Unexpectedly, the car was hit, and he was splashed with red wine on his face.

  Blood was transfused, he barely recovered, and traveled late at night to check his relationship with the black family. Could it be that he was deceived over the years?

   "There is a car ahead, like looking for something, do you want to bring the army in?" The secretary looked up when he saw this, and said with some worry.

  He was blocking the road at midnight, and the surrounding streets were empty, apparently cleared.

  This is obviously the comer, not good.

  In the dark, there is a tall figure, like a messenger of hell, arrogant!

  He took a big step, came here, raised his foot and kicked towards the car door, took out his weapon, fired two weapons in a row, and then opened the door.

   "Bang" Xiao Ran raised his foot and kicked into the car.

  Xiao Ran's black eyes are bloodthirsty, and his body is full of super killing intent.

   "Damn." The bodyguard who drove saw this, holding a weapon towards Xiao Ran.

  Xiao Ran raised his eyes, stared at him coldly, reached out and grabbed it, held his hand, directly broke the bones of his bodyguard, kicked it, and the bodyguard was kicked into the air.

   "You..." Mr. Hei looked at Xiao Ran, dumbfounded.

  Xiao Ran stretched out his hand, grabbed the wine glass on him, and slammed it directly on Mr. Hei’s forehead without saying a word.

   With a "clang", the wine glass hit Mr. Hei's forehead, blood splattered, Xiao Ran was like a midnight ghost, powerful and terrifying, cruel and cruel.

  He reached out his hand to lift Mr. Black, and threw him outside.

  "Mr. Black..." Upon seeing this, the secretary wanted to stop.

  Xiao Ran turned his head, staring at him coldly, slapped him, slapped the secretary in the air, and knocked him into a faint.

  Mr. Hei has gone through wind and rain, but seeing this scene, he swallowed, looked up and saw the Land Rover door slowly opened.

  In the dark night, there was a tall figure in the mysterious car, leaning on the seat to rest, as if he never knew what was going on.

   "San Ye." Mr. Hei was astonished. Although he was unwilling, he got up and wanted to step forward.

  Xiao Ran was arrogant, standing not far behind him.

   Seeing Mr. Hei stand up, he casually kicked him with long feet.

   "Bang" Mr. Hei was kicked down. He knelt on the ground. His waist was kicked, but his hands were restless and he pressed the alarm system signal.

  (End of this chapter)