Global Update [Quick Transmigration]

Since the boy came to the house, the originally peaceful life began to become chaotic.

Unlike Rouge, although he respects Qiao Jing as a master, it seems that in the eyes of young boys of this era, Jing Xinglan, who is about 1.8 meters tall, handsome and has long legs, is no different from a god descending to earth. up.

Especially when he found out from Yanzhi's mouth that Jing Xinglan was the legendary protagonist who bravely entered Rouge Lane and rescued the beauty at a critical moment. The number one little fan.

——It’s still the kind that never faces west and never chases chickens when you beat a dog.

After being awkward for a few days, Yan Zhi also calmed down—anyway, her position in the heart of her husband is unshakable, why should she compete with a shabby little beggar for favor?

drop in price.

Because the beggar didn't have a name, Qiao Jing usually didn't like to "hello" and "hello" unceremoniously like Rouge, so he asked him what kind of name he wanted and whether he remembered his parents' surnames.

The boy scratched his head: "Whatever, I haven't studied anyway."

Seeing him gossiping about other things and never mentioning his parents' surnames, Qiao Jing didn't force him to ask, but just nodded and said, "Well, you can take my surname."

This child obviously liked Jing Xinglan more. Qiao Jing thought for a while and felt that Jing Xinglan should be regarded as his half master, so he named him Qiao Jing, hoping that he could become a high mountain Jing in the future. A person of high moral character.

The teenager has no opinion.

He also happily smacked the name twice, and said repeatedly: "This name is good. Then I will be called Qiao Jing from now on!"

Jing Xinglan also had no objections.

That night, he was even in a good mood and made them a cumbersome Buddha jumping over the wall. As soon as he opened the lid, the rich aroma of the soup came out. Qiao Jing, who tasted such a delicacy in the world for the first time, even worked hard with Rouge Gobbled it up and almost licked off his tongue.

The only one who was injured was probably 008. We all know that teenage boys dislike cats and dogs. Although 008 is not a real cat, it is still hard to escape the vicious hands of Qiao Jing, who is picked up and thrown high. Gao, it was so frightened that it could only hide in Qiao Jing's arms and complain.

Qiao Jing originally thought that such a peaceful life would last until the day they left this world.

However, one day after school.

Not long after Qiao Jing walked out of the school gate, he suddenly had the feeling that someone was following him behind him.

His brows gradually tightened, and wisely he didn't look back, but pretended to look down at the non-existent watch on his wrist, and sped up his pace a little as if he was in a hurry.

But after walking for a while, he found that this feeling had not disappeared, and even intensified.

It seemed that the person following him also noticed that Qiao Jing had noticed something was wrong, so he stopped hiding and followed him openly.

Qiao Jing glanced back from the corner of her eye, her heart gradually sank.

He thought quickly in his mind that he should not have provoked anyone in reality, and his presence in school was almost zero.And even if there were conflicts between students, they would rarely use this kind of low-level tracking method—so, could it be that his identity was exposed?

But how was it exposed?

Qiao Jing was puzzled.

There were quite a few people who hated him when he serialized "All Beings Crossing" before, but it stands to reason that if they knew his identity, they should have come to him long ago. Why did they wait until now?

Obviously, he hasn't published any new works in newspapers recently.

He thought carefully about his recent correspondence with the editor, and felt that there was no sign that the newspaper had leaked the secret.But the current situation did not allow Qiao Jing to think too much. Seeing that the man was about to catch up, Qiao Jing took a deep breath, and finally didn't hide it anymore, just clamped the bag under his arm, and ran fast!

There was a faint sound of cursing from behind, and seeing that, the man ran after him without hesitation!

"stop!"

Qiao Jing ignored his threat and just ran home in suspense.Because he knew that Jing Xinglan would come back early today, but the only thing that worried Qiao Jing was that this group of people might have accomplices——

"Stinky boy, where are you running to!?"

Qiao Jing looked at the big men blocking the road ahead, and stopped abruptly.

The black-haired young man propped his knees, stood panting in the middle of the encirclement, and curled the corners of his lips stiffly.

...It was the first time he discovered that he actually had the talent of crow's mouth.

"What do you want to do?"

Although he knew that he might not be able to get better today, Qiao Jing still didn't want to give up hope, and tried his best to negotiate with them: "If you want money, I don't have much with me now, but I can get it at home, so we can discuss it..."

But it seemed that this group of people didn't intend to listen to his speech. The boss in the lead weighed the machete handed over by the younger brother, and cast a look at the boys behind Qiao Jing, and those people went to block the road knowingly up.

"I'm still a college student." He looked at Qiao Jing who was wearing a black Chinese tunic suit in front of him, and sighed regretfully, "It's a pity. Go to your school well, and write nonsense if you have nothing to do?"

"If you want to blame, blame you for provoking someone you shouldn't."

Qiao Jing looked at the calm expression of the boss with a pale face, and finally understood that the people who came to block him this time were not the hooligans who picked quarrels and troubles before, but the real killers who "did dirty work" for others!

They didn't even think about letting him live today!

In front of this group of people, no matter whether he was resisting or escaping, his skill might not be enough.But at the last moment, Qiao Jing calmed down instead. He took a deep breath, looked calmly at the boss who was walking towards him step by step, tightened the bag in his hand and asked, "If this is the case, then I must die." Do you understand? Who hates me so much and pays for murder?"

There are not so many film and television works in this world, so the boss answered very straightforwardly: "Okay, I will also tell you to be a sensible ghost. You are young, but you are quite capable. Third Master Yuan and Fourth Master Ma have all the business in the city." They are messed up by you, and they want to eat your meat one by one!"

After he finished speaking, he stopped talking nonsense, turned cold, and raised the machete in his hand high.

Qiao Jing's pupils shrank, and he closed his eyes abruptly.

"Bah!"

Suddenly there was a gunshot in the distance.

The warm liquid splashed onto her cheeks, and Qiao Jing suddenly opened her eyes.

He watched the boss fall down in front of him, and the big men who surrounded him were in an uproar. Everyone turned their heads to look, and at the end of the road, Jing Xinglan held a cold face and raised his hands. The smoking muzzle was aimed at them.

The man walked over step by step with a gun in hand. None of the heavily armed men dared to move, and their faces were pale with fright.

This is a gun!

These days, anyone who can get a gun is a ruthless person, especially just looking at Jing Xinglan's murderous face, he is definitely the ruthless person among ruthless people!

But it seems that Jing Xinglan's sanity is still there, his index finger is firmly on the trigger, he glances at them coldly, and spits out a word:

"roll."

The big men looked at each other in blank dismay, and then hurriedly ran towards the opposite direction of him.

Qiao Jing took a deep breath, only to realize that in the oppressive atmosphere just now, he had forgotten to breathe.

After those people fled, Jing Xinglan immediately put away the gun in his hand and put it on his waist.

The man walked up to him quickly, grabbed Qiao Jing's shoulder, and asked repeatedly, "Are you all right? Are you injured?"

He looked Qiao Jing up and down, and after seeing the young man's half body was splattered with blood, his anger even surfaced uncontrollably.

Jing Xinglan pursed her lips tightly, wiped the blood on his face with her sleeve, her expression was gloomy and terrifying.

Qiao Jing finally regained his composure at this moment.

He glanced at the boss lying next to him, his face was slightly pale, and he opened his mouth to speak, when the man in front of him suddenly pressed the back of his head and pulled him into his arms.

Qiao Jing's body froze. His habit of not being too close to people made him subconsciously want to push them away, but when he heard Jing Xinglan's beating heartbeat from Jing Xinglan's chest, he couldn't help but stop. Down the action.

It turns out that he will also be afraid...

Qiao Jing thought in a daze, his heart was beating so fast, what was he afraid of?

Jing Xinglan pressed one hand on the back of his head, and the other hand tightly wrapped around his waist. Through a layer of fabric, his five fingers pinched tightly in his flesh. The force was so great that Qiao Jing almost felt it. A pain.

Their chests were pressed against each other, and even the sound of their heartbeats gradually merged into one. Qiao Jing could even clearly feel the shape of each other's ribs between breaths.

"...I'm going to be out of breath."

He barely suppressed that trace of strange emotion in his heart, and said with a wooden face.

Jing Xinglan was silent for a few seconds, and finally took a step back and let him go.

Qiao Jing subconsciously glanced at the cowhide gun clip on his waist, looked up at the man and asked, "Where did you get it?"

Jing Xinglan said briefly: "My brother's."

Noticing the surprised look in Qiao Jing's eyes, he added: "They are family members in this world."

He looked away, looked at the direction in which the group of people behind Qiao Jing were fleeing, and sneered, "Don't worry, he's just waiting in front with someone. None of these guys can escape."

Qiao Jing finally remembered that Jing Xinglan's family background here seems to be very powerful.

But how powerful it is, he has never had an exact concept, and he has never asked.Now it seems that it should be more than just rich.

"How did you know what happened to me?" He asked again, "008 told you?"

Jing Xinglan nodded, but soon said solemnly: "Not only. They also came to me today."

Qiao Jing frowned: "I found you too? But obviously I am..."

He suddenly realized that maybe the mastermind behind the scenes hadn't figured out who Yan Heqing was at all, but had just identified the people related to him through some means, and there was a high probability that he had found the address, so he decided that he would rather kill by mistake than let it go That's all.

Moreover, Qiao Jing felt that the murderer must not know Jing Xinglan's true identity, otherwise he would never have attacked him so hastily.

However, it is estimated that not many people would believe that the young master of a dignified family has a small bungalow to live in, so he must go to the bungalow to be a cook for more than a year for nothing.

"Then Rouge and the others, didn't they encounter any trouble?"

He forced himself to divert his attention from the boss lying on the ground, and quickened his pace to follow Jing Xinglan.

Jing Xinglan: "Don't worry, I have asked someone to take these two children into a residence under my name, and we will live there from now on. Also, just in case, I will pick you up from tomorrow Go to and from school."

Qiao Jing pondered for a moment, and felt that there was nothing wrong with such an approach.

His way of thinking has been unknowingly changed by Jing Xinglan. If another person made such a suggestion, Qiao Jing's first reaction would definitely be to refuse, because he didn't want to owe the other party favors.

"Where are we going now?" he asked finally.

"Go to the newspaper office." Jing Xinglan's face turned slightly cold, "Look for Xu Weixin."

He had to figure out what was going on with this attack.