Chapter 964 A Group of Bad Friends

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and then there was another dull "bang", the door of the box was closed, and the woman who had just stood at the door was gone.

Almost instantly, there was another "bang" gunshot, and one of the men with the gun, his handsome face twitched, roared angrily:

"Are you all fucking mentally retarded?"

All the subordinates looked confused, "Huh?"

The man stomped his feet angrily, "Follow me!!"

All the men's subordinates in the box rushed out.

"Ah! That's Sister Xing! It's our Sister Xing!"

"Yes! That's right! That's right!"

...

As for the other gun-wielding man in the box, slight doubts flashed across his calm and cold face at this moment.

He looked at the man who was jumping angrily aside calmly, and asked, "That one just now was Shen Fanxing?"

It was only then that Qi Mohan remembered that there was an enemy in the box, so he raised his gun and pointed it three inches below the man's navel.

The man sitting firmly on the sofa just smiled lowly, turned the pistol in his hand, and slowly pressed it three inches below Qi Mohan's navel.

"Still stunned?"

There was a light smile on the man's face, but his deep voice was as cold as an echo in an ice cellar. When it reached people's ears, it was cold and numb all over.

Several subordinates in the box tensed up, and it took half a second to react, and rushed out of the box one after another!

"That's Miss Fanxing!"

"Yes! That face is very hot!"

"Chase! Hurry up!"

...

Qi Mohan's expression darkened suddenly, and the bullet was loaded with a "click".

"Is this uncle being underestimated, or being provoked?"

The man pursed his lips indifferently, propped himself on the back of the sofa with one hand, took out a cigarette from his arms with one hand, took out a lighter with one hand and lit it, and then lightly exhaled a puff of smoke, blurring his calm and domineering face.

"Mr. Qi, instead of being wary of me, a man who has never even met Ms. Shen, snatching her away, it is better to think about the man who lives under the same roof and sleeps on the same bed as her, and immediately Men who are about to get engaged are smarter."

Qi Mohan's expression was serious, "Don't make too much noise about this uncle. Of course, you have to eliminate your rivals from the root. You haven't even met each other. You still have the qualifications to compete with this uncle?"

Qi Mohan seemed to get more and more angry as he spoke, and finally came out with a bit of gnashing of teeth.

The man smiled lowly, "Didn't you give me this qualification?"

Qi Mohan: "..."

...

When Bao Jingchuan came back, he saw that there was no Shen Fanxing in the private room. After asking, Xu Qingzhi muttered that she had lost the game and went to borrow spicy sticks to eat. The figure swayed past.

Xu Shi took a quick glance and saw that she immediately took two steps back, grabbed his hand and started running.

"Go!"

Seeing that the group of people behind him almost blocked the entire not-so-narrow corridor, Bao Jingchuan frowned tightly.

"Sister Xing, wait! Wait for us!"

"I'm Ge Jia!"

"I'm Ge Yi!"

"I'm Ge Bing!"

"I'm Godin!"

"I'm……"

There was a gunshot just now and the door was not closed. The voice in the corridor was very clear. Two or three people in the corridor thought they heard it wrong.

Until a group of black-clothed men rushed out of the corridor one after another, their faces turned pale with fright.

When Yin Ruijue, Xu Qingzhi and others opened the door and came out upon hearing the movement, a group of men in black just ran past them.

Then came another wave.

"Latiao? Aren't you here to borrow Latiao?!"

"Yes! Latiao, come eat Latiao!"

"..."

This "seduction" strategy obviously didn't work on Shen Fanxing, and it was successfully passed on to the previous wave of people.

"Sister Xing! We have Latiao here! There are a lot of delicious Latiao!"

"All kinds of tastes, all kinds of brands, all kinds of shapes, everything!"

"..."

Is this to "catch" people with spicy sticks?

Frightened by the battle, several people were completely dumbfounded.

Yin Ruijue: "Damn it! My sister-in-law is so lively wherever she goes! Just let her borrow two bags of spicy sticks, and she can create such a shocking battle! God-man!"

Xu Qingzhi: "Are the stars all right? Who are they? Don't you want to borrow two bags of spicy sticks? If you don't borrow them, just don't. Is it necessary to 'kill them all' like this?!"

Xu Han: "Tomorrow's headlines, the CEO of Xingchen International, an internationally renowned perfumer, was hunted down for borrowing two bags of spicy noodles!"

Shang Qingmo: "Leave this exclusive to me."

"..."

"..."

A group of bad friends!

The elevator couldn't be used, so Shen Fanxing dragged Bao Jingchuan into the safe passage.

As a result, he had just entered and was about to rush down the stairs, but Shen Fanxing, who had been pulling Bao Jingchuan all the time, was suddenly regained by Bao Jingchuan, and instead was pulled up the stairs by him.

Shen Fanxing reacted immediately, as soon as he followed Bao Jingchuan up to the jogging platform upstairs, there was a sound of "thumping, thumping" running into the safe passage.

There was almost no stop, and a group of people ran downstairs.

Shen Fanxing leaned against the wall, tightly clutching the clothes on Bao Jingchuan's chest, panting slightly.

"What's going on?" Bao Jingchuan put his hands on the wall beside Shen Fanxing, looking down at the woman in his arms.

Shen Fanxing closed his eyes, and he had to say that he was really annoyed.

After coming back for several days, there was no news from Qi Mohan, let alone any trace of her.

She thought that he had long since forgotten her as before, and went to other places to wander.

Unexpectedly, he was still in Pingcheng.

It's fine if he doesn't look for her, but today she delivered it to the door by herself.

Looking up, Shen Fanxing looked at Bao Jingchuan with a complicated expression, "It's just... the man I told you about that was saved by me."

There was no obvious surprise on Bao Jingchuan's face, it seemed that this answer was within his expectation.

"What about the other wave of people chasing you?"

He could hear clearly just now that the second wave of people who used "spicy sticks" as bait was obviously not the same as the first wave.

Shen Fanxing frowned, "I don't know."

Bao Jingchuan narrowed his eyes, thinking of the news that Yu Song had reported to him before.

There are two forces in Pingcheng who have been inquiring about Fan Xing's whereabouts, so tonight's wave of people, could it be those two people?

But why did the two of them appear together tonight?

Pursing his lips tightly, Bao Jingchuan drew back his eyebrows, his eyes glowing coldly.

The two of them didn't stay in the stairs for long before Bao Jingchuan took Shen Fanxing back to the box.