Chapter 1132: Is his person

"Xiaojun, what do you want?" Tang Nuanhua shouted anxiously, even trying to control Xiaojun's steering wheel.
Unexpectedly, the boy directly picked up a bottle of spray that had been prepared a long time ago, lifted it up, and slammed Tang Nuan's face.
Tang Nuan painted a spray with a powerful and confusing spray into his lungs.
Tang Nuanhua had to close his eyes and slow down for two seconds. In the next second, he lost all his strength and could only point at Xiaojun weakly, "You, you..."
Completely fainted.
"Oh, young lady, why do you bother?" Xiaojun watched Tang Nuanhua fall through the rearview mirror, a wicked smile on his lips.
Then he raised his hand and gently unbuttoned the collar of his shirt, revealing a tattoo of the Xiuluo alliance, which was a symbol of the Shura alliance.
Yes, his name is not Xiaojun, but Liu Yingjun.
From the very beginning, he was sent by the Asura Alliance to ambush the undercover beside Tang Nuanhua.
In order to arrange for him in, the Shura League had a budget. Knowing that Tang Nuanhua would definitely need a driver and many bodyguards, it deliberately sent Xiaojun to the racing circuit in the southern suburbs to participate in the race.
Finally, a logical arrangement was made to Tang Nuan painting.
And what they are waiting for is this day.
At the same time, the top of the racetrack.
The racing track under the moonlight is exceptionally quiet and air-conditioned. It is full of towering peaks within a few miles of it, and there are no people in it. It makes this place so empty.
At this moment, the two men stood in the middle of the mountain with their backs on their backs, as if waiting for something.
The deserted moonlight shone on the two of them, one of which was taller and thinner, but with a cold aura.
The other is burly and sturdy, and looks like a man of extraordinary skill, but judging from the way he stands behind the tall man, he should be a tall man.
Soon after, a sudden brake sound came from not far away and gradually approached. Finally, he stopped firmly in front of the two.
The several bodyguard cars behind him drove up neatly, neatly arranged in a row, looking quite magnificent.
At this time, Xiaojun was in the car and saw two figures outside the car.
He immediately unfastened his seat belt and got up, then opened the rear door, and walked to the two men with Tang Nuanhua, and respectfully nodded, "Boss, I brought it."
Not thinking about the next second, the man in front of him suddenly raised his hand and gave Xiaojun a solid slap!
The tone was as cold as a demon from hell, "What did you do to her?"
"Boss!" Xiaojun was so scared that his soul was almost gone in an instant, and said in a trembling tone, "Didn't you let me bring people to you? It's just that this woman was disobedient and wanted to it. On my steering wheel, I had to spray some things on her, which made her obediently come down!"
"Snapped!"
As soon as the voice fell, he slapped again.
This slap was not from the tall man, but from the burly man behind him.
The subordinate respectfully said to the tall man in front of him, "Boss, I can do this kind of thing, don't dirty your hands."
The tall man ignored him, just glared at the innocent Xiaojun, and said angrily, "I only let you bring people, and didn't let you hurt her hair. If you dare to do something to her next time, I will forgive me. No way for you!"
"Yes, yes, I remember the boss, I remember!" Xiaojun nodded quickly and apologized.
Then the tall man took Tang Nuan's painting from Xiaojun's hands, held her with his hands, and said to the boy again, "It's nothing for you here, get out of here."
"Yes, I'll get out..." Xiaojun had to walk away obediently.
Just as he walked away, a deep doubt arose in his heart.
What's the situation?
He remembered that it was the order from the Asura Alliance to do something to Tang Nuan, so the boss asked him to bring the people over, and he did exactly that.
Just to make Tang Nuan painting obedient, she used a little "obedient" spray on her.
The spray has no other effect except that it can paint Tang Nuan.
But how come the boss met this woman, not only didn't mean anything cruel, but seemed to protect her?
Thinking of this, Xiaojun looked back curiously.
Just then, a cool wind blew over the top of the mountain, and Tang Nuan painting opened his eyes in a daze.
Afterwards, his consciousness came to a clear level. Tang Nuanhua realized that he was in the arms of a man at this time, and almost instinctively pushed him away!
While pushing away, he shouted, "Who!"
Probably because of her strength, the man was pushed back three steps directly by her before he stood firm.
At this moment, the man suddenly chuckled, "Girl, haven't seen me for so long, don't you recognize me?"
"you are?"
Tang Nuanhua heard this voice and felt so familiar, she couldn't help but narrowed her eyes and approached this person.
Then she finally saw the person in front of her under the faint light of the moonlight and exclaimed, "Are you...Ming Ye?"
"It's me." Ming Ye smiled faintly, and the recognizable green mixed-blood eyes were particularly noticeable.
Tang Nuan's painting was instantly surprised, "It's really you! Why are you here, here..."
Speaking of Tang Nuan, he paused for a while, then looked around and found that she was already on the top of the racing track at this moment.
The surrounding area was exceptionally cold and empty, and the only people who appeared here were Ming Ye and the blood eagle behind her, as well as the bodyguards behind her, and...Xiaojun!
"Xiaojun!" When Tang Nuanhua saw Xiaojun, her pupils shrank sharply.
The scene in the car just now is still playing in Tang Nuan's painting. That kind of panic Tang Nuan's painting can't remember wrongly.
She stared at the person in front of her angrily and fearfully, "Who are you, why are you lying in ambush by my side, what is your intention!"
Xiaojun turned around at this time, facing Tang Nuan's questioning, he didn't know how to respond for a while.
I had to look anxiously at Ming Ye, "Boss, I..."
Boss?
Xiaojun is actually Mingye's person?
Tang Nuan's painting was even more astonished in an instant, turning his head and looking at Ming Ye with wide eyes, his tone became cold, "Ming Ye, what do you mean!"
What the was he who arranged Xiaojun to stay in ambush by her side for so long, and arrested her here at night?
"Nuanhua, listen to me..." Mingye's tone was helpless.
Tang Nuan's painting interrupted Ming Ye, "I won't listen to your explanation!"
Turning his head to look at the blood eagle, Tang Nuanhua further forced him to ask, "Blood eagle, for you, what is going on?"
If Mingye was asked to explain, the surrounding subordinates would definitely follow Mingye's words, so Tang Nuan didn't ask anything.