Chapter 874: Are you reasoning with me?

  Chapter 874 Are you reasoning with me?
  Baiyan appeared at the right time, standing near the North District and looking around.
  Most of the wounded and disabled generals on the ground are the writings of Liuyun and Mochizuki.
  At this moment, Li Qiao raised her head and curled her lips casually, "What are you doing?"
  Bai Yan kicked away the arm blocking the way, ignoring the other's wailing, and looked at Li Qiao obliquely, "What can I do besides cleaning up the mess."
  Naji, this person cannot die.
  At least not at the border.
  Li Qiao put down her leg and stood up, and walked to Shang Yu's side unhurriedly, pressing her thin white fingers on his wrist, "Are you tired?"
  He Chen, who has just finished beating the last thug: "??"
  He took the collar of his thugs and threw it behind him, brushing the folds on his shirt, "Sister, did you ask the wrong person?"
  Has Shaoyan started? He said a good three or seven points, and in the end he kicked Naji and got tired.
  Li Qiao glanced at He Chen faintly, and then stared at Shang Yu's face after she retracted her gaze, sliding her finger to bring the submachine gun over.
  She is not sure whether Shang Yu’s mania has occurred. This gun is in his hands and there is a hidden danger.
  Li Qiao gently tugged, and the man let go of his hand. Then the submachine gun turned into a parabola and was thrown onto the roof of the jeep.
  Shang Yu closed his eyes slightly, covering the dark and deep coldness under his eyes.
  Bai Yan came to the two of them, looking at Naji condescendingly, "Bo Mingyin asked you to come?"
  Naji glanced at Shang Yu warily, his Adam's apple rolled, and he looked at Bai Yan and said, "Master Bai, are you planning to intervene in private grievances?"
  Bai Yan pressed his cheek and smiled wickedly, "Are you reasoning with me?"
  Naji didn't speak, his eyes rolled around, seeming to be thinking about countermeasures.
  Li Qiao tilted her head to look at Bai Yan, "Do you know?"
  "Unfamiliar." Bai Yan caught Li Qiao's hidden displeased eyes, and added: "I'll explain to you later."
  He Chen didn’t know when he dragged a chair and sat behind them to watch the show, and then added fuel to the fire,
That little fat guy just said he wanted to take Li Qiao away.

  Bai Yan turned sideways, his face a little ugly.
  He Chen collided with him and raised his eyebrows: "Oh, he said he would take it away for fun."
"take away?"
  "Play?"
  Bai Yan repeated two sentences slowly, looking back and seeing that Ji's twinkling eyes, he knew that He Chen was not lying.
  He stepped forward, leaned forward slightly with his hands in his pockets, "Who do you want to play with?"
  Naji's back was against the front of the car, and he was already unable to retreat. He glanced at Li Qiao quickly and sneered, "Master Bai, everything is wrong...ah."
   "I let you play!" Bai Yan carried Naji by the collar and slammed him on the front of the car with a strong lift.
  Everyone: "..."
  This is what you call cleaning up the mess?
  Naji was also thrown into a blindfold, his collar was held tightly by Bai Yan, and he wanted to cry without tears.
  Shang Shaoyan actually knew Bai Ye, how could this be possible.
  Bai Yan was obviously irritated, swinging his fist at Naji’s face and arching left and right, without any mercy.
  The entire North District was extremely quiet. Everyone looked at Bai Yanxue, who drove in the little fat man in a Burmese army truck.
  Li Qiao held Shang Yu’s hand and stood not far away and watched, until she saw that Naji had vented more and less air, she faintly reminded, "Isn’t it impossible to kill? You are almost done."
Shang Yu once said that this person is still useful.
  Bai Yan's fist stopped, and he shook his neck with one hand, "Who am I?"
  "Bai...Lord..."
  Na Ji hummed with a blue nose and swollen face, Bai Yan let go of his hand with relief, and patted his face again, "Remember, I moved the hand today. Go back and tell the truth, understand?"
   "Understand..."
  Bai Yan flung him away, turned to look at Shang Yu, raised his eyebrows, "Let him go?"
"It's troublesome." Shang Yu glanced at him, dark eyes covered with gloomy and unpleasant eyes, and handed Liuyun a look. The latter immediately strode forward, walked to Naji and pulled off the ring from his tail finger. .
Liuyun took the ring and wiped it on his sleeve, then walked to Li Qiao and offered it with both hands, "Madam, the ring you want."
  Li Qiao took it in her hand and looked at it for a few times, rubbing the lines with her thumb, and her lips showed a clear touch, "Pay him back."
  It's no wonder that a third-rate little person dared to ask Shang Yu's trouble.
  The totem on the ring is the emblem of the Burmese Cypress family.
  ……
  In less than ten minutes, Naji and his men fled in embarrassment.
  Not far away, a tiny video camera hidden in someone's hands also silently recorded the whole process.
  The group returned to the hotel, and Li Qiao took the lead in dragging Shang Yu to the bedroom.
  He Chen and Bai Yan both sat on the balcony and smoked.
   "What's the origin of Naji?"
  He Chen put his ankles on his knees, and raised his head lazily, puffing out smoke.
  He hadn’t seen anyone who dared to speak loudly in front of Shaoyan for many years.
  Naji is insignificant, the root is the people behind him.
  Bai Yan bit the cigarette and squinted slightly. The sharp outline was blurred by the white mist. "The highest commander of Burma, the person of Bai Mingyin."
  He Chen lit a little soot, "Are you dating?"
   "Not counted." Bai Yan raised his eyebrows, pondered, and said: "I owe my personal love, this time I just paid it back."
  He Chen glanced at him up and down, smiling but not smiling, "You are quite trustworthy."
  Bai Yan spit out his smoke and squinted at him, "You die sooner or later because of talking too much!"
  After a few words, the two began to choke each other.
  On the other side, Li Qiao sat on the head of the bed with Shang Yu, carefully examining his eyebrows.
  The handsome face of the man can't see any clues, he is always indifferent and expensive, but his eyes are too dark, as if there is an endless abyss hidden.
   "Three years ago, you came to Diancheng to do business?"
  Shang Yu responded, and cast his gaze sideways, his lips caused a faint smile, "Otherwise?"
  Li Qiao pursed her mouth and gently touched her nails, "Oh."
  The man's eyebrows were dark, and the corners of his lips sank a little, "Do you suspect that I hurt Xiao Yehui?"
   "No." Li Qiao rolled her throat, and pulled the hair on her cheek, "I was thinking, since we were at the border three years ago, would we have seen it long ago?"
  Li Qiao did not actually have a deep impression on Shang Yu.
  But the timing was so coincidental that she couldn't help but dream about it.
  The man stared deeply at Li Qiao, bent his fingers and rubbed her cheeks, his eyes widened, "Why don't you ask about Xiao Yehui?"
  "Why did I ask him?" Li Qiao asked with raised eyebrows, her expression extremely calm, "It's not your hand."
Shang Yu chuckles in his throat, "So sure?"
   "Hmm." Li Qiao grabbed his finger, "You won't leave yourself trouble."
As she said, she whispered with an air of reminiscence, "You were at the border three years ago. Seventh had an accident on the same day. Zuo Tang told me that it was...Ming Dailan came forward to pick up the seriously injured Xiao Yehui.
  Before, I thought it was because of the miscarriage of the old house, but now...has someone done the game and made them think that you blew up Xiao Yehui’s arm? "
  (End of this chapter)