"Who, who can save me!"

The blonde shouted loudly, but no one answered her.

Not far away, a black car was driving slowly.

"Mom, what did you just do?" The little boy put his hand on his mother's shoulder and asked in confusion.

The color on this beautiful young woman's face, who was dressed in a very old-fashioned way, was gone. She was just driving based on her instincts.

Netizens all want to know why Zhou Yiyang asked Tang Yue to play the role of a young woman. But her appearance does make some men like her.

She turned her head and stared at her son in horror, as if she hadn't recovered yet: "Did I hit someone just now?"

"It should be." The little boy turned his head and glanced, and whispered: "She seems to be alive, should we save her? She should not be seriously injured. Mom, at most, your driver's license will be revoked and you will have to pay some money. But

It's over when she dies."

"Dead? If she dies, I will go to jail." The young woman trembled as she braked the car and prepared to open the door.

"Mom, she, she seems to be motionless." The little boy said as he lay by the window.

Countless thoughts flashed through the young woman's mind, and she suddenly rushed out: "I remember there is no surveillance here, this is an inaccessible rural area! No one knows that I hit her! She, she was not killed by me!"

After they drove away, the unconscious blonde completely fainted.:.

…

"Be honest!" A handsome man with a straight face and a chewing gum in his mouth cursed while driving.

He was wearing a local police uniform, which attracted the attention of countless girls in front of the camera.

Ling Hu restrained his righteousness this time and played the role of a handsome policeman who is careless and arrogant. Unexpectedly, he had a different flavor.

Sitting in the passenger seat was a frightened, sweaty middle-aged man with a somewhat wretched appearance. He was also muttering some words that the audience could not understand.

"It's so noisy!" The policeman suddenly took out a ball of black socks from his trouser pocket and stuffed it directly into the middle-aged man's mouth: "Shut up!"

The middle-aged man couldn't break free because his hands and feet were shackled.

The weather forecast came from the car:

"Dear drivers, please pay attention. Heavy rain is coming. Please pay attention to traffic safety..."

Master Yang opened the door, hugged the pale young woman, and then gave the little boy a hug.

"Hello, what should I call you, Miss Lucky?"

After being embraced by the idol, the young woman finally recovered.

Yes, she was very lucky. She was the only one among thousands of fans who was selected and had the honor of attending Master Yang's birthday party.

Even if she hits someone, she will definitely be fine.

"Just call me Amei." Amei dragged her son forward: "This is my son. I raised him by myself, so I had to bring him here on my own initiative. Ah Le, call me uncle!"

"

"Hello, Uncle Yang!" Ah Le shouted very simply, making Master Yang look happy.

He closed the door completely this time and whispered a few words as he passed by the maid.

"Everyone has arrived," Master Yang sat at the head of the long table: "These are all my friends. Please don't be formal and be casual."

Halfway through the meal, it really started raining heavily outside as the weather forecast said.

At this time, there was a sudden knock on the door.

This sudden sound interrupted the lively atmosphere of the dinner. The maid glanced at Master Yang. It was not until he nodded that the maid walked over and opened the door.

Standing at the door is a young man wearing a hat. He is played by Jiang Yang. After seeing it, people will not feel uncomfortable at all, let alone think that he is a comedian.

With his beard and yellowish complexion, he must be a local.

Sure enough, he exchanged a few words with the maid in the local language. The maid was stunned for a moment, and then quickly ran to Master Yang's ear.

But the man in the hat turned around and walked in with a woman on his back.

At the dinner table, two people reacted very strangely.

Amei dropped the spoon directly to the ground, and then immediately bent down.

Li York leaned on his chair and whistled.

Master Yang walked to the door, looked at the two people who were wet by the rain, and showed a worried expression: "Oh my god, is she still alive?"

While he was talking, a thunder suddenly sounded outside, startling everyone in the room.

Jasmine, who had always been blustering, was very calm now. Her eyes swept across everyone's faces, and then stopped on Amei.

She quietly took out a pen and wrote something on a napkin.

"Alive." The man in the hat spoke a little awkwardly in Chinese: "When I saw her, she fell on the roadside."

Master Yang nodded, asked the maid to bandage the blonde's wound, and then said to the man in the hat: "Maybe you accidentally bumped into her, and then pretended to send her here?"

The man in the hat snorted coldly: "Master Yang, your joke is not funny."

Master Yang quickly stopped smiling. He swept the hat man's face indifferently and said softly: "Who are you and how do you know me?"

"I'm a private detective." The man in the hat is shorter than Master Yang, but he doesn't seem to be afraid of him at all: "Of course I know that this villa belongs to Master Yang. You can call me, Jin."

"Mr. Jin," Master Yang turned around: "You're already here, why not stay here? It's raining so heavily outside, I don't think you can go anywhere."

Jin Congshan sat down at the dining table, but unfortunately the atmosphere at the dining table could never return to its previous state.

Jin didn't care what others thought of him. He wolfed down his food like a fugitive who hadn't eaten in a long time.

Under the dining table, there is another world.

At some point, Hong Fu had taken off her high heels and placed her left foot in silk stockings on Li York's thigh.

Li York blew a kiss to her.

Fatty Lu stepped on Jasmine's foot hard, forcing Jasmine to stop writing.

"What's wrong?" Jasmine asked softly. Fortunately, the dining table was big enough so that every time two of them whispered something, they could not let the third person hear.

"That man, when he came here just now, I saw he had a saber on his waist."

As soon as Fatty Lu finished saying this, he noticed that Mr. Jin raised his head and glanced at him, then showed a sinister smile.

"Maybe it was purchased online?" Jasmine said casually. At this time, the camera finally showed what she had written.

She marked everyone in the room with a number, and then connected the blonde with Li York and Amei.

"No, I saw that saber in a documentary before. Only mercenaries in the Middle East have it..."
Chapter completed!