441: C441 Pursuit

C441 Pursuit

Men, especially powerful men.

Why did they have to climb all the way to this position?

Is it money? They must not be short of money.

In the end, it was all about 'face'.

Everyone enjoyed the satisfaction and vanity of having authority and wealth. They were eager to see any woman who could not help but admire them.

However, it was obvious that Hsiao Hee was someone who did not understand the situation.

Every time he attacked with thunder and then retreated, he would heavily destroy their so-called dignity, causing them to be unable to lift their heads in the circle.

So, that was the reason why so many people hated Hsiao Hee so much. They wanted nothing more than for him to die.

"What did Mo Quan come to our courtyard for?" Sun Yanran asked, puzzled.

"I'm not sure about that." Hsiao Hee shook his head.

"He drove here himself?" Sun Yanran asked.

"Not really. It was a Maybach with a red flag. There was an old man sitting beside him. However, the car window was very closed, so I didn't pay too much attention to his appearance." Hsiao Hee explained.

"Red label?" Is it a license plate number? " Sun Yanran was stunned. "Do you still remember how much it is?"

Hsiao Hee thought for a moment and then gave his license plate number.

Sun Yanran pondered for a moment, then said with a depressed look, "It seems that among the Mo brothers, Uncle Zhao is more partial to Mo Quan. Did Mo Quan say anything? "

"Nothing." Hsiao Hee said.

He didn't want to affect Sun Yanran's mood by talking about these things, just like how he didn't ask who this Uncle Zhao was.

He could tell that Sun Yanran was not in a good mood tonight.

Even though she was smiling, every time she closed her mouth, Hsiao Hee would always feel that the slight curve of the lips was obviously a type of sadness that could not be hidden.

"Forget it, let's ignore him. Let me sing a song for you!" Sun Yanran said with a smile.

"Huh?" Hsiao Hee was slightly surprised, "It's better not to sing. It's so scary in the dead of night."

"…"

Just when Sun Yanran felt it was time to prove it to herself, Hsiao Hee's expression turned serious.

"Someone's coming."

Before he could finish his words, there was a deafening roar as two gray-green jeeps stormed out from behind them.

Sun Yanran instinctively wanted to step on the accelerator, but Hsiao Hee opened his mouth.

"There's no need to accelerate. Stop. There's no need for us to run." Hsiao Hee said with a smile.

The two cars came at lightning speed and in the blink of an eye, they were already within the range of Hsiao Hee's Spiritual Sense.

What surprised him was that although these two cars were approaching in full fury, they did not carry any killing intent. It was as if two inconsequential racing cars were about to pass by them.

Sun Yanran looked at Hsiao Hee with a tense face as she nodded. Then, she lightly stepped on the brakes and steadily stopped at the side of the road.

As if they had seen the BMW stop, the two jeeps gradually slowed down. In the end, one in front and one behind, they caught Sun Yanran's BMW in the middle.

Only when they got closer did Sun Yanran realize that the two jeeps were Land Rovers that had been modified with high precision.

People like Hsiao Hee, who didn't understand cars, might not know anything about these things, but Sun Yanran was different. As someone born in the courtyard, she was very sensitive to these high-precision cars.

Furthermore, the two in front of him were Land Rovers. This meant that the status of the newcomers was extremely high, and they were people who truly held power and could wield power.

"Looks like it's their people, this feeling really makes me nauseous!"

Sun Yanran angrily scratched her head with her hand and said, "They must be crazy to dare reach their hand here!"

"It seems like the crown prince is infuriated this time, wanting to jump over the wall in desperation." Hsiao Hee said jokingly.

He narrowed his eyes and surveyed his surroundings. He did not want to escape with Sun Yanran, but rather, he was thinking of the solution to the crown prince's plan.

Hsiao Hee felt that this was a good opportunity to solve the problem.

"I don't believe that they would dare to kill people." Sun Yanran's tone was murderous.

As he spoke, he took out his phone from his bag and made a call.

Hsiao Hee looked at Sun Yanran's indignant face quietly and did not disturb her.

However, he, Hsiao Hee, was no pushover.

If this group of people dared to kill him and Sun Yanran, then Hsiao Hee didn't mind sending these people to reincarnation.

He was not a trusting man or a woman. He did not have a buddhist nature that would cause others to kill him, and he even said that he wanted to convert them.

Everyone has a bottom line.

He, who was the reincarnation of the Immortal Emperor, didn't care about many things.

In this life, only family and friends were important to Hsiao Hee.

After all, when he thought about the past, he was all alone in the Immortal Cultivation World, and this was also the reason why Hsiao Hee valued the affection of these relatives and friends after his reincarnation.

The empty road, the lonely night of the moon.

The rumbling sounds came quickly and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The car behind them stopped in front of them, but the engine didn't stop. It seemed to be worried that Hsiao Hee and his partner would suddenly run away.

They were extremely cautious, and even at this point, they were still not careless at all.

This was not only a sign of power, it was also a type of self-confidence, a type of deterrence that one had to gain at all costs.

The doors opened and a group of men in combat uniforms jumped out of two cars.

There were a total of eight men, two in front and six behind, surrounding Sun Yanran's BMW so tightly that not even a drop of water could trickle through.

"Who sent you?" Sun Yanran raised her head and asked the two men in the lead.

"Miss Sun, this has nothing to do with you." The leader of the short-haired men said.

He was tall and sturdy, almost two meters in height.

He had a high nose bridge, a square face, bright eyes, and a solemn expression.

For a person like him, there was no need to carefully observe the situation to know that he was a righteous person.1

"Who has that to do with?" Sun Yanran had no intention of giving in.

"Hsiao Hee." The man answered calmly.

"His business is my business. Speak, who sent you here? " Sun Yanran asked again.

Hsiao Hee was someone Sun Yanran liked, so she wouldn't let him go so easily.

"Miss Sun, I'm sorry, but we have no obligation to answer your questions." The short-haired man turned to Hsiao Hee and said, "Mr. Hsiao Hee, you are suspected of murder, please come with us."

"Murder? "Then, may I ask, who did I kill?" Hsiao Hee smiled.

He did not want to inquire about the origins of these people. These people were obviously sent by the crown prince's faction to capture him.

But wasn't the Crown Prince a bit too impatient to do so?

"Lee Weiguo."

"Who is Lee Weiguo?" Hsiao Hee narrowed his eyes.

He didn't even know this person, let alone murder.

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