C11 Tread iron shoe

Zheng Yiyi was busy every day.

The aftermath of the events of the previous day did not show up until now.

The first was that the criminals who kidnapped Zheng Yiyi were caught by the police, making their way through the border of China with a gun was courting death. After Zheng Yiyi confirmed their identity, these people were officially detained by the police.

As for the result? Zheng Yiyi was not optimistic.

It was not because they doubted the ability of the police, but because the black car driver had once muttered that this group of people should be professionals and would usually not come into direct contact with the potential customers, even if the operation failed, it would not implicate the mastermind.

Zheng Yiyi felt very sad that the patent of Han Chu and his precious treasure had already been transferred out.

The whole process actually required Lao Han to use her as bait. It could be imagined how terrible Lao Han's situation was right now.

At ten in the morning, Zheng Yiyi brought three assistants to a high level beauty club in the bustling area of the East Sea to do regular skin care.

Zheng Yiyi lied on her beauty bed, with a thousand yuan mask on her face. The moist air blew down, and Little Heavenly Queen closed her eyes to enjoy the massage from the beautiful staff.

To the staff of the clubhouse, Zheng Yiyi was just a money printing machine.

However, there was only one question lingering in the printing press – where was the driver of the black car?

Zheng Yiyi had to admit that she had an inexplicable trust in that guy she had met. It was a pure relationship after stripping her of her status and position, and they didn't seek anything for her.

Although it was too much to lock her in the dark room in the end, he did not meet with any danger.

And because of a single sentence from him, the assistants that Zheng Yiyi brought out today were all the new recruits from ten days ago. The three old assistants, no matter how they looked at them, looked like treacherous servants who were hiding daggers in their smiles, and gave them a leave of absence at the same time.

However, Han Chuhe's secretary, Li Lin had also sent news over. The monitoring system did not detect any trace of the black car driver, as if that guy was extremely familiar with the distribution of cameras, and had caught the blind spot just in time.

Zheng Yiyi was gloomy.

She was lying on the bed. A young and beautiful Female Assistant was reading the news for his boss.

"Wow, Sister Yi Yi, this power!" "A Passat taxi knocked a Maserati straight down the hill, and there was a video."

"He said that the taxi driver was bullied by the rich second generation."

Zheng Yiyi curled her lips, disagreeing. Now, if the truth of the news wasn't clear, then it would spread like wildfire. Many people loved to watch scenes of enmity and wealth, and if one thought about it carefully, one would find that there was miasma in the air.

Female Assistant's mouth was so wide open that it formed an "O" shape, as he said: "Wa, direct hit, waa! "Too powerful."

As the video played, the sound of a crash resounded from the cell phone's loudspeaker. It was mixed with the live recording of the exclamations. It sounded quite exciting.

Zheng Yiyi was completely bored, she tilted her head and said: "Let me see!"

When the Small Assistant pointed the screen at her, it just happened to show the driver walking out of the Passat. Under the bright light, the cameraman intimately pulled in the camera and gave his a close-up.

Zheng Yiyi was stunned, then she suddenly sat up, snatched the phone back to the video and watched it again.

The three assistants were all dumbfounded.

What happened to Sister Yi Yi? Why does it look like she wants to kill someone! Who was the one who messed with the Heavenly Queen?

Zheng Yiyi's eyes were wide opened, as though she had discovered her sworn father's enemy, and her face mask seemed to be bursting at the next second.

"Sister Yi Yi? What's the matter with you? " Female Assistant was a little afraid, so he tried to ask.

Zheng Yiyi calmed down instantly, and then said with a smile. "No matter what method you use and how much you spend, find me a taxi driver and I'll pay for it!"

The last two words were spoken through gritted teeth.

Receiving the killing intent from the Heaven Queen's boss, which was hidden behind her mask, the shuddered and quickly nodded her head in agreement.

At the same time, similar scenes were happening in a high-end office building in the East China Sea.

A man wearing gold-rimmed glasses was playing a video. The pony behind him all lowered their heads and pretended to be an obedient child.

In front of them, Han Chuhe's own brother, Han Yukun, had a face full of frost.

"Did you get knocked down by this black car driver?" Han Yukun looked to be in his fifties, with a kind face and combed hair. He was a standard successful person.

If Gao Yang was present, he would have definitely recognized that the golden-rimmed glasses man was the leader of the team when they attacked the abandoned factory.

In order to obtain the patent, Han Yukun was about to go crazy.

Unexpectedly, he was cut off by a black car driver.

"All of you, go out!" Han Yukun waved his hand, his face was filled with fatigue.

He was under a lot of pressure, and the people behind him were forcing him too much. However, this driver who came out of nowhere looked out of place. If it was said that this was someone Han Chu had arranged for, or even someone from a certain department, Han Yukun would immediately believe that it was Han Chu.

"My dear elder brother, you are so difficult to deal with!"

He forced a smile. He was in the wrong. The handle of the knife was in someone else's hands. He could only stab wherever he wanted!

After thinking for a moment, he took out his phone and dialed a number. "Help me find a person driving a black car and send a video to you later."

Completely unaware of the fact that he was being targeted by many forces, Gao Yang drove a Passat nearby the University City.

Looking at the passing young students, Gao Yang sincerely sighed: "These are all fresh meat!"

At the age when he should have gone to university, Gao Yang had gone through a hellish training in the Hunter Academy, with twenty-six people in the same period. In the end, only eight survived, which was also one of the reasons that Gao Yang relied on to shake the underground world in the future.

As for his trump card, that was another matter.

A pretty girl with long hair walked past Gao Yang's car. Just as Gao Yang wanted to whistle, he pouted.

Old!

Gao Yang sorrowfully thought.

At that moment, two girls who looked like students strolled over, looked around his car, and then wobbled away.

Gao Yang frowned.

What is it? Are you looking down on this young lord's car? Nowadays, young people didn't even earn money, but the concept of spending was ahead of them. They would even look at the brand after taking a taxi!

Don't you know that Passat is known as Little Hui Teng? How ignorant!

After around ten minutes, the two female students came back and whispered to each other. Their small eyes kept on looking at Gao Yang.

Gao Yang was secretly pleased in his heart, that a knowledgeable person would appreciate his mature nature. Therefore, he turned his face to the side slightly, intending to leave the most beautiful silhouette to these ignorant girls.

The two female students circled around once more, then stood a little further away before taking out their cell phones and fiddling with them. Then, they made a call and took a photo of themselves.

Gao Yang slowly frowned, he felt that something was amiss, he rolled his eyes and started the car, preparing to move on to a different place to continue sleeping.

Just as the car was on fire, the two girls ran over.

"Big brother, big brother, wait!" One of the long-haired girl's voices sounded flirtatious, causing Gao Yang's bones to go soft.

"What?" Gao Yang's face was full of vigilance.

The long-haired girl took the initiative to pull Gao Yang's arm. "Brother, you look very familiar, have we met before?"

Me? Did girls use such old-fashioned tricks to strike up a conversation?

lamented in his heart.

"Little sister, our personalities aren't suitable. Let go, big brother has to go!" Gao Yang blinked his eyes.

Just then, another girl answered the phone and said anxiously, "Big sister, hurry up! He's leaving! He's at the gate, a Passat!"

F * ck me!

Gao Yang was anxious, was he obviously stalling for time?

"Beauty, let go!" Gao Yang was already extremely rude.

The long haired girl clenched her teeth, her face filled with determination: "I'm not letting you go, if you run, I won't be able to get Zheng Yiyi's autograph!"

I, Gao Yang, have been utterly defeated.

All in all, not that little girl!

However, it was already too late.

Under the watch of over a hundred students, a Mercedes-Benz Nanny car stopped not more than ten meters away from Gao Yang.

The car door opened, and a purple-haired Zheng Yiyi walked out without even wearing a hat and glasses.

After losing their minds for a moment, the surrounding students went into a frenzy!

"Zheng Yiyi! "AHH!" Zheng Yiyi! "

"Yes!" "I'll do it!"

The focus of everyone's attention was on the doting Little Heavenly Queen Zheng Yiyi. With a sullen face, she jogged to the front of Gao Yang's car, pulled open the passenger seat and got in. Then, she felt like she was buckling her seat belt.

Gao Yang's expression looked as if he had stepped on a pile of dog shit.

The students rushed to the taxi.

"I say, Zheng Yiyi, you …" Gao Yang organized her speech.

"Stop bullshitting, hurry up and drive!" Zheng Yiyi messed up her purple hair and covered her face.

Seeing that Gao Yang was still in a daze, Zheng Yiyi shouted angrily: "If you don't drive, tomorrow I will make sure that your face will be written on the headlines."

"Holy shit!" Looking at the university students who were crazily squeezing over with their phones in hand, Gao Yang wailed in pain. He was so proficient in blocking them, and with a shake of his tail, he left the university entrance with the Heavenly Queen.