Chapter two hundred and eighty second solve it by yourself
Fortunately, Su Zhiyan just cried for a while and then returned to her calmness and gently pushed Xia Yunjie away.
Under the dark night, looking at Xia Yunjie's embarrassing look, remembering that he was so scared that he threw himself into his arms and cried. Su Zhiyan's pretty face couldn't help but turn slightly red, and she whispered: "Thank you"
"President Su is polite, this is my duty." Xia Yunjie looked at Su Zhiyan, who looked particularly delicate with red eyes, and her mind became slightly confused, but she immediately returned to normal and said quietly with a calm expression.
Seeing Xia Yunjie's cold expression, Su Zhiyan looked at him with complicated eyes, then pointed to the black people on the ground and were still wailing with arms around her, and asked, "What should we do? What should we do now?"
"Manager Fang is here, I think he should know how to deal with it." Xia Yunjie said.
After Xia Yunjie said this, Su Zhiyan realized that at some point a Santana was parked not far away, Fang Zibai, Emu and the construction site security team captain Xueying were walking towards this side.
Seeing Fang Zibai and others walking towards him, remembering that he had just pounced on Xia Yunjie and cried, Su Zhiyan's pretty face couldn't help but feel hot.
"Xia, are you really amazing? Did that be Chinese Kung Fu just now?" The one who spoke first was neither Fang Zibai nor Xueying, but Emu. As soon as Emu walked up, he looked at Xia Yunjie with a passionate look and said with excitement.
"Damn it, didn't you say one can beat Mr. Xia and three? Do you want to gestulate now?" Fang Zibai saw Am excited and laughed and scolded him.
"No, I don't want to be like them." Am was so scared that his face turned blue when he heard this, and he waved his hands repeatedly.
Seeing this, Xia Yunjie smiled and pointed at the people on the ground and asked, "Manager Fang, what should these people do? Do you need to call the police?"
"It's useless to call the police, let them go." The answer was not Fang Zibai but Xueying. As he spoke, Xueying opened his face and walked up to the black people who were still holding his arms, shouting at them one by one, cursing: "PHCK is fucking getting out of here."
Xueying didn't know that it was not that the black people didn't want to get out, but that when Xia Yunjie broke their arms just now, he also sealed the acupoints on their legs, otherwise they would have run away long ago.
When Xia Yunjie saw the blood shadow say this, he secretly released a few strands of true energy to relieve the black people's legs. The black people immediately got up and ran away without looking back.
But their hands never have to think about holding a gun again in this life.
Seeing that all the black men were rolling and crawling and running without a trace, Su Zhiyan said: "Our car was stolen. Do you need to call the police immediately?"
"Call the police?" Fang Zibai raised a sarcastic sneer on the corner of his mouth and shook his head, "Mr. Su, when we arrived here, many thoughts need to be changed. Here, things like this cannot be hoped on the police at all. Once, theft happened at our construction site. I immediately called the police, thinking that we were foreign friends, and after all, they didn't send us police force to investigate. As a result, damn it, I waited for a day but didn't see the police. Later, I drove to take them over by myself. After taking them over, these black policemen were just simple.
After seeing it, he left. Before leaving, he blatantly asked us for "cigarette money and alcohol money", and told me that I would proactively declare my original intention to pay the "gasoline fee" next time I reported the case, and then they would drive over by themselves. This is nothing, the most annoying thing, these guys didn't do anything after taking the money. Later I learned that the rule here is that the owner finds a way to catch the thief, and after the thief is caught, he will leave it to the police for handling, instead of the police trying to find a way to solve the case for us. Even if the thief is caught and sent to the police station, you can't take back the lost items that were finally recovered, and they basically have their own pockets.
This unprecedented corruption and inability to enforce the law made Xia Yunjie and Su Zhiyan dumbfounded. Especially Xia Yunjie, who has seen the dark side of some police corruption in China, but now it is found that the domestic police have become good policemen who have fairly enforced the law compared with the police here.
"So, it seems that we can only solve this matter by ourselves?" Xia Yunjie said after being stunned for a while.
"Haha, it's not easy for black people who can steal cars. How can we outsiders find it? Even if we can find it, we can't get it back. It's the greatest luck for people to be fine. Go back." Fang Zibai shook his head and said, shaking his head.
"Yes, it's the greatest luck for people to be fine. If the car is stolen, we'd better leave quickly." Su Zhiyan was very open about a broken Volkswagen car and urged him after hearing this.
So everyone walked towards the car one after another. Xia Yunjie curled a sneer on the corner of his mouth and followed him to the car.
Emu is obviously impressed by Xia Yunjie now. It is rare for the first time in his life that he did not rush to sit in the driver's seat. Instead, he opened the door of the cab and looked at Xia Yunjie, and asked humbly: "Xia, is it you driving, or me?"
Xia Yunjie didn't want to squeeze in the back compartment with two big men, so he nodded and said, "I'll do it."
Seeing that Emu actually gave up the steering wheel on his own initiative, Xueying couldn't help but ask strangely: "Is Mr. Xia's driving skills very good?"
"Oh, my God, I can guarantee that if Xia participates in the car, Schumacher will only eat the car exhaust behind him," Am shouted exaggeratedly, and then squeezed into the rear compartment hard.
The black man's strong body odor made Fang Zibai and Xueying frown. However, even so, Xueying still looked at Xia Yunjie in surprise.
Xia Yunjie drove in the dark as fast and stable as in the daytime. In a blink of an eye, the car disappeared under the night like a ghost.
The car drove to the hotel first and took Xia Yunjie and Su Zhiyan out of the car, and then Emu drove away.
Su Zhiyan didn't know whether it was because of her lingering fear or because she had intimate physical contact with Xia Yunjie before, when she returned to the hotel, she seemed a little absent-minded, and she always looked at Xia Yunjie's eyes.
After a quick meal in the restaurant, Su Zhiyan returned to her room.
Seeing Su Zhiyan returning to her room to rest early, Xia Yunjie sat alone in front of the windowsill, rubbing the tortoise shell in his hand.
In the dark night, the turtle shell makes a wonderful "turtle word", as if telling some secret.
Soon, Xia Yunjie stood up, opened the window, and then jumped.
Under the dark night, Xia Yunjie's figure disappeared like a ghost.
In the east of the city of Remain, Victoria Harbour is the place with the best views, the most prosperous and nightlife.
Under the dark night, Victoria Harbor is brightly lit and brightly lit, which contrasts with the sparse lights in other parts of the city. Along the harbor are cafes, bars, nightclubs, hotels and other catering and entertainment venues.
In the brightly lit harbor, in addition to fishing boats and cargo ships, there are also yachts of different sizes.
Where there are people, there are rich and poor people, even the poorest countries. The same is true for Ajiya. Except for some of these yachts of different sizes, a large part of them belong to African rich blacks.
The rich blacks are different from the rich in China. Most of them have no concept of financial management. They like to squander, show off, and spend money to death. Even the poor in Africa are the same. They squander all their wages as soon as they get their wages and come to work when they have no money. Therefore, rich blacks like to hang thick gold necklaces around their necks, wear rings on their fingers, and hold cigars on their mouths, seemingly afraid that others will not know that they have money. This is very similar to some nouveau riche in China.
In addition to liking gold and silver to the body, rich black people also like cars, airplanes, and yachts to show their identities through these.
Of course, the last two are only available to real wealthy people, such as some relatively large chiefs, while cars are luxury goods for third-rate wealthy people.
Chapter completed!