Liu Xiaoye threw the handbag aside in frustration.

Since there is no such thing, why is he hugging his handbag so tightly?

He suddenly remembered the thing that was the same as the miniature big brother. Could it be that it was the thing that Yang Zilong was guarding closely?

Liu Xiaoye took the miniature mobile phone in his hand and found that there was only one button on it.

I guess it's a remote?

Anyway, it's not a good thing, let's talk about it after grabbing it.

He just rested for a while, and the people behind drove up to catch up.

Liu Xiaoye had no choice but to run again.For him, running is more uncomfortable than fighting.

Yang Zilong's subordinates drove the car and quickly caught up with Liu Xiaoye.

Liu Xiaoye almost wanted to give up, how could he outrun a car?

Just when the car was about to approach him, Liu Xiaoye stopped suddenly.

He not only stopped, but also kicked his left foot, stepped on the wall and circled around, and ran back directly.

When the car turned around, Liu Xiaoye had already run a long way.He deliberately didn't run fast, and when the car was about to approach him, he started to speed up again.

After running like this for a while, Liu Xiaoye suddenly started to sprint, and then with all his strength, he threw Yang Zilong's handbag towards the sky!

The handbag itself has a certain weight, and there are some things inside, so Liu Xiaoye threw it hard, and the handbag flew far away like a javelin.

The car saw the handbag flying out, and hurried forward to catch up.

Liu Xiaoye took the opportunity to stop a taxi. "Master, drive forward, hurry up."

The driver turned around and asked him, "Brother, where are you going?"

Liu Xiaoye didn't know where he should go now: "Just drive ahead, I'll tell you later."

Unexpectedly, when the driver heard this, he directly parked the car to the side of the road.

"That can't be done. Last time, there was a kid who was too lazy to walk the 100-meter road, so he hit my car and told me to keep driving. I drove 100 meters, and he arrived at the place and told me he was going to Syria. I was kicked directly, and I only reacted later!"

Liu Xiaoye had just finished a race with the car, and only after listening to the driver's long speech did she catch her breath.

He was about to speak when he felt a vibration behind his buttocks.

Liu Xiaoye took out her mobile phone, it was Duan Ziyu, and it seemed that she had already made more than one call.

After thinking about it, he pressed the answer button.

"Sister Yu, I..."

In fact, Liu Xiaoye hadn't figured out what to say, and he didn't know how to explain to Duan Ziyu the fact that the things were lost. It was too complicated.

Duan Ziyu sounded eager: "Don't talk about it, go to the white unfinished building on the outskirts of the city right now, and come right away!"

Liu Xiaoye was a little confused by what she said, but she agreed and told the driver to drive.

When the driver heard the destination he mentioned on the phone just now, he shook his head to express his refusal to go.

"It's time, what are you doing there? I won't go, there are no customers when I come back, it's too expensive, you should find someone else."

Liu Xiaoye was a little anxious: "I'll give you one hundred!"

One hundred is not too little. Generally, it is about 60 yuan from the bar street to the white unfinished buildings on the outskirts of the city.

Unexpectedly, the driver still shook his head, "If you add more, it will cost me dozens of yuan when I come back."

Liu Xiaoye gritted her teeth: "Two hundred, no more, I didn't bring that much money, but you are responsible for bringing me back!"

Only then did the driver show a little smile: "That's fine this time, let's go!"

After more than 20 minutes, Liu Xiaoye arrived near the white unfinished building on the outskirts of the city.

Before he got close to the unfinished building, he saw that there were bright lights there, but who would answer the electricity here?

Liu Xiaoye told the driver to turn off the engine and wait for him, and he walked to the unfinished building alone.

Unexpectedly, when they got there, Duan Ziyu stood there waiting for Liu Xiaoye.

Liu Xiaoye took a look, not only she was there, but Jiang Xing and Sang Kun were also there.

Each of them brought a lot of people here, the formation was not small, Duan Ziyu also brought dozens of people, the small square that was originally not big can be said to be full of people now.

The wound on Duan Ziyu's face is still not healed, but she has recovered a lot, and her previous momentum has returned.

Originally, she was waiting for Liu Xiaoye with arms crossed, but when she saw him coming, Duan Ziyu hurriedly waved at him.

Liu Xiaoye quickly ran over in three steps and two steps, and arrived at Duan Ziyu's side.

"What's going on here?" Liu Xiaoye hurriedly asked Duan Ziyu as soon as she ran over.

Duan Ziyu was quite calm, she asked Liu Xiaoye, "Where's the stuff?"

Liu Xiaoye panicked for a moment, he tried his best to calm down, and then hesitated and said: "The things were taken away by Sangkun, and then lost by him..."

Duan Ziyu sighed lightly, but she didn't mean to blame Liu Xiaoye too much.

"Now we really need to find this thing, and we may still need your help."

Liu Xiaoye still couldn't restrain her curiosity. "Sister Yu, what is in this small bag?"

Duan Ziyu's eyes became secretive: "It's a very dangerous thing, so we must find it."

Liu Xiaoye let out an ah, and followed Duan Ziyu back to the main army.

"I didn't find the thing. Anyway, someone told me that it was given to Sangkun, and then he lost it."

After listening to Liu Xiaoye's words, Sang Kun was dissatisfied, "Is that what I wanted to lose? You heard it at the time, it was stolen by the people from the Dongsheng Club. ?"

When Duan Ziyu heard this sentence, she became very angry, she wished she could kick Sangkun.

"You should trade your life for it!"

Jiang Xing was beating and drumming at the side: "Ziyu, you can lose something. The higher-ups are very dissatisfied. You should think about how to explain to the higher-ups."

Duan Ziyu gave Jiang Xing a sideways look, and said coldly: "I gave the things to Liu Xiaoye. But it was Sang Kun's responsibility to lose the things in the end."

Sang Kun refused to admit it, "If you want to blame, you can only blame Liu Xiaoye, otherwise the things would not reach me, let alone lose them."

Jiang Xing also chimed in, "That's right, Ziyu, he's not a member of our Shenglong Gang. You really shouldn't have brought an outsider into the mix."

Liu Xiaoye observed from the side, and he also found that Sang Kun does not seem to be Duan Ziyu's subordinate at present, and seems to be more inclined to Jiang Xing.

He couldn't help it anymore: "Sangkun, your people said that they were snatched away by people from Dongshenghui. It's because your people are not good at doing things. Even if you want to settle accounts, you have to blame them, right?"

Liu Xiaoye's face was full of "Brother can only help you here", but Sang Kun yelled at him.

"Liu Xiaoye, if you weren't nosy, there wouldn't be so many things!"

Before he finished speaking, the roar of cars sounded from far to near.

The car drove up to them, and Yang Zilong got out of the front car, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Catch them all for me!"

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