C13 Nicholas Zhao Qian

"Break your own hands?"

When Wei Shen heard this, the muscles in his eyes twitched. He forced a smile and said:

"Brother, your joke is a bit too much. My hands are my food..."

"Who the f * ck is joking with you!"

Xia Luo went up and slapped Wei Shen. Wei Shen took three steps back and one of his teeth flew out.

"Pui!"

Wei Shen spat out a mouthful of blood and then roared crazily, "F * ck! I'll kill you! "

"Xia Luo..."

Lin Wanru gently pulled Xia Luo's sleeve from behind and told him not to do things too extreme. Then, she saw Wei Shen pull out a handgun from behind his waist in a frenzy.

The cold black gun muzzle scared Lin Wanru so much that her throat and eyes seemed to be blocked by something. She could not scream even if she wanted to.

"It's the handgun!!!"

"Run!! ...

In an instant, the room was filled with screams of terror.

Even Xiao Leibin was stunned. He didn't expect Wei Shen to be so crazy as to kill someone in such a place.

"Die!"

Wei Shen's facial features twisted. He aimed at Xia Luo and pulled the trigger.

But Xia Luo was even faster!

Swoosh!

His right hand reached out like lightning and grabbed Wei Shen's wrist. He raised it up and heard a bang! A black bullet hole appeared on the ceiling.

"You..."

Wei Shen's eyes were filled with deep fear. He would never have thought that this kid would be able to shoot faster than him.

Just as he was about to shoot a second time, a black shadow gently landed on his knee.

Kacha!

The knee bone of Wei Shen's right leg shattered, and he fell to the ground with a wail.

Xia Luo looked down at him from above. "I told you to break your own hands. Since you don't want to, then let me do it for you."

"No... No! Ah!"

Wei Shen shook his head frantically, but he could only watch helplessly as his hands were crushed into meat paste by Xia Luo.

His eyes rolled over, and this fellow fainted from the pain.

"Ai, this is too weak."

Xia Luo shook his head.

"Xia... Xia Luo, you killed someone?" Lin Wanru looked at him in shock.

"Hey, young lady, don't slander me! I only crippled his hands and made him temporarily go into shock." Xia Luo explained.

Lin Wanru then let out a sigh of relief and stared at him reproachfully. "You scared me to death."

"Let's quickly leave this place!"

"Wait."

Xia Luo raised his hand and looked back at Xiao Leibin, who was lying on the ground.

"Hey, who's that? Young Lord from the Black River Hall? Help me clean up the mess here, don't make a big deal out of it, understand?"

"I understand, I understand!"

Xiao Leibin nodded his head like a chick pecking at rice. He watched as Xia Luo and Ermei left the bar.

As for Li Donglei, Shen Ying, and the others, they had already disappeared when Wei Shen took out his gun.

...

North Mountain House.

After finally coaxing the two young ladies to sleep, Xia Luo tiredly returned to his room.

He opened his computer, logged into his email, and quickly found an email from a mysterious account.

"Jing Xiaoqian, 16 years old, Songjiang Longxiang Mechanic Academy, Automaton Specialization... F * ck, what the hell is this?! "

Xia Luo looked and saw Tian Ze's younger sister - Jing Xiaoqian's photo.

She had long dark green hair, earrings, floral arms, smoked makeup and dark red lips, shiny nail polish, a thin face, a depressed expression, and a black motorcycle suit full of rivets.

Those who didn't know about her would think that she was cosplaying as the North Pole Star Little Big Sister in the American TV series Talented Talents.

He flipped open the second page of the student register.

The entire page was a serious warning. He would remember to stay and take a look!

Fighting, smoking, puppy love, flipping over the wall and surfing the internet, stealing money... There was even the Police station detention file, the reason being that he was playing an immortal dance.

... ""

The more Xia Luo looked at it, the darker his face became. Finally, with a solemn expression, he closed the computer and picked up a cigarette.

The next day was the weekend. After lunch, Xia Luo greeted Lin Wanru and drove the BMW I8 away.

The old district of the Songjiang was also known as the Heavenly Water District and the slums. To use three words to describe it, it was dirty, messy, and terrible!

A large group of hoodlums, local hoodlums, local thugs, drug addicts, and pimp were gathered here. This was the place with the highest crime rate in the Songjiang City.

Xia Luo first went to Jing Xiaoqian's address, the old district's' Pig Cage Town '.

"Damn, it really is like a pig cage."

Xia Luo had just walked in when he saw a middle-aged woman carrying a child in a vegetable garden by the roadside. She was cursing and cursing.

He walked to a broken building in the south. There was an old man sitting downstairs listening to the radio. Xia Luo walked over and asked politely.

"Uncle, is Jing Xiaoqian's house on the 422nd floor?"

The old man sat on the rocking chair and narrowed his eyes. "Jing Xiao what?"

Xia Luo said, "Jing Xiaoqian."

The old man asked, "What Xiao Qian?"

Xia Luo said, "Jing Xiaoqian."

Uncle asked, "What is Jing Xiao?"

Xia Luo sweated profusely. "Alright, Uncle. You should cool down first."

"Alright!"

The grandpa nodded and continued to cool down.

Xia Luo:... ""

"What the f * ck?! Am I seeing things? BMW I8?"

"Quickly take a picture and send it to your WeChat Moments!"

At this moment, there was a cry of alarm from behind him. Xia Luo turned his head and looked. A few hooligans came out of nowhere and surrounded his car to take pictures.

Xia Luo walked over and did not stop them. He even sent them cigarettes.

"Brothers, I want to ask you about someone."

"Speak!"

A tall young man with blue hair was smoking. He looked very carefree.

"Do you know Jing Xiaoqian from Soaring Dragon technical school?"

Xia Luo said a very unfamiliar name.

"I don't know."

The three hooligans shook their heads, indicating that they had never heard of this name.

Xia Luo frowned. That shouldn't be the case. Logically speaking, this little girl was such a hooligan. Why hadn't the three of them heard of her name before?

"Jing Xiaoqian doesn't know, but 'Nicholas Zhao Qian' does." The blue-haired youth suddenly said.

"Nicholas Zhao Qian, what is this? Name?"

Xia Luo was speechless.

"Bro, be careful with your words!"

The blue-haired young man put on a nervous look. "Sister Qian is the big sister of Longteng technical school. When she fights, she's even fiercer than men. She often chased and killed a few people by herself. She knows a lot of people in the underworld."

"Is she with long green hair and tattoos on both her arms?"

"Yeah!"

The blue-haired young man was stunned for a moment, then grinned and said, "Could it be that Zhao Qian's original name was Jing Xiaoqian? Oh! This is a new thing. Bro, who are you to her? "

"Where is she now?"

Xia Luo was very sure that Nicholas and Zhao Qian were the people he wanted!

"Where is she..."

Blue Feather thought for a long time and suddenly slapped his head, "Ah, I forgot. Zhao Qian seemed to have an appointment with the insolent Sky Water technical school today and fought behind the market."

"Quickly tell me where it is!"

...

Ten minutes later, Xia Luo arrived at a wet and dirty market.

Behind the market was a large open space filled with weeds and piles of rocks.

"Zhao Qian! You f * cking bitch! How dare you hit my horse last night? Laozi will skin you alive today and let my brothers ride on you!"

A yellow-haired youth wearing a leopard-patterned shirt stood on the left with more than 30 gangsters.

The leader on the right was a thin girl with long, dark green hair and deep smoke makeup. She held a machete in her hand and looked quite fierce.

"Just trash who doesn't practice! Insolent! Come over and try if you dare. Believe it or not, I'll chop you up with a knife! "

The green-haired girl stared with her eyes wide open, and her entire body was filled with killing intent.

"Come here!"

"I'll kill you!"

"I'm going to kill your whole family!"

Both sides started a crazy war of words, but no one dared to make the first move.

Until unknown BMW I8 sports car, "Creak!" With a sound, it drifted into the arena.

"Jing Xiaoqian?"

Xia Luo got out of the car, took off his sunglasses, and looked at the green-haired delinquent sister who was holding a machete in her hand.

___ nodded.