917: C917 Escape

C917 Escape

In a high-class French restaurant, Zhou Yi was having a good fight with the Caucasian man.

The restaurant's manager and security all came, but no one dared to move because their martial arts looked dazzling. It was obvious that they were martial arts experts. Whoever dared to interfere would be courting death.

Quite a number of people in the restaurant took out their cell phones and began to take pictures of the two of them. Only Mo Qingcheng could not help but frown as she watched them fight.

She could feel the energy from the Caucasian man's body. It was the energy of Demonic Cultivator from overseas, but there was also some Devil Cultivator energy mixed in. Was this Caucasian man even human?

As the two fought for longer and longer periods of time, the Caucasian man also became more and more alarmed.

He hadn't thought that his opponent would be so powerful. If he hadn't used his hidden energy, he would have already been defeated by his opponent.

The two fists collided again, and their figures suddenly separated.

Zhou Yi made up his mind. He wanted to capture this guy, so in the next second, he had released the aura around him.

The other party seemed to have sensed Zhou Yi's intention. Before Zhou Yi made his move, the other party had actually ran towards the window.

The white man's speed was very fast. Everyone felt a gust of wind drift past them. Then the white man rushed to the window and jumped out.

Crash! *

A crisp sound rang out, and the white man had already disappeared from the window.

However, the moment he jumped out of the window, a force broke through the window and stabbed into his back.

Mo Qingcheng ran to the window to take a look, but she didn't notice anything. He had been hit by Zhou Yi's energy blast for no more than three to five seconds. Logically speaking, he shouldn't be able to run so fast.

"He ran away?" Zhou Yi walked over leisurely and looked outside the window.

"En, he escaped!" Mo Qingcheng frowned and looked at Zhou Yi, "Who is this person?"

Zhou Yi shook his head, "I don't know either, but since he's in Jiang City, there's no need to worry about not being able to find him. Let's go, let's go eat!"

With that, Zhou Yi pulled Mo Qingcheng towards his seat.

However, when the two of them turned their heads, they saw the manager of the restaurant eagerly looking at them.

"About that, about that …" The manager was a fat middle-aged man. He looked around the restaurant and then his gaze landed on the two of them.

Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows, then took out a blank cheque from his pocket and handed it over to the restaurant manager.

The manager welcomed them back to their seats with a smile.

On the street outside the restaurant, a Maserati was speeding along with two men in the car.

The man in the front passenger seat was the Caucasian man that Zhou Yi fought with before.

"Jisen, what's the matter with you? Why do you get into trouble over a meal?" The person driving the car was a Chinese man. He looked straight at the street and spoke indifferently.

The Caucasian man also said in annoyance, "How would I know that I would meet such a person eating in a restaurant. Not to mention his abilities, he even seems to be a cultivator. If I didn't run fast, I'm afraid I would have been caught by him."

"Capture him?" The Chinese man raised his head in surprise and looked towards the Caucasian man. "You know that you have stolen the Hua Country this time around. If something were to happen to you, I'm afraid that once you go back, the organization will crack you down!"

"Furthermore …" The Chinese man paused for a moment before continuing, "If you really cause any trouble here, I'll deal with you before you even return to the organization!"

With that, the Chinese man's eyes flashed with killing intent. Looking at the Caucasian man, he could not help but feel a chill run down his spine.

He quickly smiled and said, "Alright, don't worry. I won't go out and cause trouble again. However, I seem to have been tricked by him!"

The Caucasian man could only feel that he could no longer move below his waist. It was as if there were tens of thousands of ants crawling on his legs. It was extremely uncomfortable for him.2

"What?" The Chinese man slammed down on the brakes, causing Maserati to make an ear-piercing sound as he rubbed against the road.

After a romantic French dinner, Zhou Yi and Mo Qingcheng left the restaurant and drove away.

"Where are you going? Why aren't you going home?" Mo Qingcheng looked at Zhou Yi, who was driving, and asked with a puzzled expression.

The road he was walking on now was obviously not the way to Wang Chuan's house.

"I'm full, so of course I'll take a walk. I can only go home after I've finished digesting!" Zhou Yi's words were reasonable, the car had already turned into a black flash point and was heading towards the river bank.

The wind blew gently. Standing by the river, he felt very comfortable. Most importantly, there were many couples strolling around the area on the lampposts. It looked like a couple's paradise.

"How is it? Did you suddenly feel a hundred years younger? " Zhou Yi leaned over and whispered into Mo Qingcheng's ear.

Pfft! Mo Qingcheng couldn't hold back her laughter. "Who dares to speak like that? You make me sound like an old demoness."

"Where did such a beautiful old demoness come from? Sir, it's best if you don't belittle yourself!" Zhou Yi walked forward with his arm around Mo Qingcheng's waist.

Mo Qingcheng tapped Zhou Yi's chest lightly and smiled without saying anything.

The two of them walked forward a distance before they suddenly heard faint cries for help from the front.

Zhou Yi didn't want to care at first, but Mo Qingchengfei wanted to drag him over to take a look.

Zhou Yi had no choice but to let her go.

"Wife, we have come out of a romantic world before. Why are you meddling in other people's business? Are you trying to ruin the atmosphere?" Boss Zhou Yi was unhappy.

Mo Qingcheng curled her lips. "Then when we were at the French restaurant, who did it first?"

Zhou Yi was silenced by Mo Qingcheng's words.

"Get out of my way, I'm going to report this!" Not long after, a loud angry shout could be heard from the bottom of the bridge in front of them.

"Report?" Who are you reporting to? The people up there are brothers with Grandpa Hu, do you think you have a chance to speak? "

"That's right, if I were you, I would jump down from here happily. If we were to end this once and for all, then our Lord Hu would release your parents. Otherwise, your sister would be the next one to suffer!"

"Haha, your little sister is only seventeen, right? Little kids are our Lord Hu's favorite!"

Following that, there was a burst of vulgar laughter.

The youth from before shouted angrily, followed by the sound of punches and kicks.

"Quickly, Brother Yi!" Mo Qingcheng shouted in a low voice and disappeared from the spot.

Zhou Yi followed behind her, but by the time he arrived, Mo Qingcheng had already beaten those hooligans into the river.

"Get up, are you alright?" Mo Qingcheng asked as she helped the young man lying on the ground.

"Alright, I beg of you, please save my girlfriend. My girlfriend has been taken away by their boss …" Who knew that the young man would suddenly kneel on the ground and cry loudly …

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