After the Ford drove out of the iron gate, the killer felt Qing'er's eyes keenly. Knowing that the matter was exposed, he immediately stepped on the accelerator under his feet to the limit. The Ford suddenly accelerated and shot out like an arrow from the string. It was instantly thirty meters away.

The street is quiet, and at night there are few vehicles, only American families walking. Ford cars rush around, causing American couples to scold them loudly.

Qing'er pulled off the small suit on her body, revealing the tight white lace shirt inside. She bowed her delicate body and exerted force under her feet. She blew it, like a cannonball shot. In an instant, it was thirty meters away. It was faster than Ye Han's fragrant elephant crossing the river.

It was almost a lightning bolt and a whirlwind. Qing'er's hands and feet hit the ground, like a hungry wolf chasing prey. This scene made the American pedestrians passing by were stunned and exclaimed Spider-Man!

The talented man touched his nose and thought that this little beauty... was too perverted and too cruel. He didn't hesitate at the moment and immediately walked quickly towards the door of the apartment. He had the key, and after opening the door, he rushed to the second floor as soon as possible.

In Xu Si's bedroom, he found Xu Si's computer host. However, at this moment, the housing of the host had been taken apart and the disk inside was gone. The talented man immediately knew that things were tricky.

Qing'er chased the Ford car, and the speed of the Ford car reached its limit, but still couldn't get rid of Qing'er. Seeing this, the killer in the car showed a trace of fear in his eyes. He had never seen such a perverted person in his life. He took out a gun equipped with a silencer and turned around and fired twice, but he didn't even touch Qing'er's edge, but instead made Qing'er chase him closer and closer.

With a sound of banyan, the killer was standing in front of him and looked in front of him, and his eyes showed an expression of extreme fear. A large truck was driving through the intersection ahead. The lucky truck crashed into the middle of the truck and was stuck tightly.

Moreover, the Ford's fuel tank was broken, and the strong smell of engine oil was filled with the heat. Qing'er chased after him, and she frowned at the deformed Ford. The doors were squeezed together, and the killer inside had already died as a scum.

The truck driver hurriedly ran down and ran away from a distance. Qing'er wanted to go further, but at this time, a strong sense of crisis rose. This was her instinct for crisis. She moved her heart and took out her mobile phone to take two photos of the Ford. Then she stepped a little on the ground and instantly retreated ten meters away.

Rumbled, a mushroom cloud burst into Ford's car, which detonated the truck. Another louder rumbling sound. In the flames soared into the sky, Ford and the truck instantly turned into scrap iron, and Mars splashed everywhere.

The plate was destroyed.

When Qing'er and the talented man arrived at the hospital and told Ye Han the news, Ye Han felt that all his strength seemed to have been drained. Without the plate, he could not commit suicide. Now Xu Si has become like this.

It was already dark, and Ye Han was waiting beside Xu Si. Qing'er and Caizi opened a room in the hotel next to the hospital.

In the dark night, a cold light burst out from Ye Han's eyes. His hatred for Xu Huaiming had reached its peak. Everything was the desire for power by your old Xu family. It was because of her natural body fragrance and superstitious that she could bring wealth to the Xu family. Now, is it because of the murder of Xu Si, whether he is afraid of taking it back, or after all, Xu Huaiming is afraid of losing the power and wealth in his hands.

Since you are so scared...

At this moment, Ye Han made up his mind to find evidence to destroy Xu Huaiming. Killing Xu Huaiming could no longer relieve the hatred in his heart. Only by making him lose his power and being a prisoner under the ranks is the most cruel punishment for him.

At six o'clock the next morning, Ye Han called Qing'er and Caizi. Qing'er bought Ye Han breakfast, sandwich and milk. Xu Size couldn't eat it, she was cooking nutrient solution every day.

While biting the bread, the talented man complained that the breakfast here was unpalatable, and there was no beef noodles and soup dumplings he liked.

Qing'er was eating sandwich quietly.

After breakfast, Ye Han called Qing'er and Caizi to the corridor. Behind the courtyard wall was a church, and the green cypress planted in the church was lush and leaves stretched out.

The morning light mixed with mist, and this is the morning in San Francisco.

As soon as the talented man left the ward, he shouted: "Since that thing is gone, let's go back home as soon as possible. The food here is terrible. If this continues, I will lose all my bones."

Ye Han frowned, talking here and communicating in Chinese dialect, so there is no need to worry about being eavesdropped. He said: "Although that thing was destroyed, the other party's money laundering network is still there. I plan to start with the money laundering network."

The talented man was lazy by nature. He immediately poured cold water on his face and said, "Brother, you are so unrealistic. Money laundering website, where is it? It's just a needle in a haystack. We have no idea. Let's go back to China as soon as possible and tell the boss that we have tried our best."

Ye Han frowned deeply and glanced at Qing'er. A murderous intent flashed in Qing'er's eyes. Suddenly, he attacked. The slender palm and five fingers hooked inside, pinching Caizi hard and lifted him up in the air. Caizi couldn't shout, his face was purple, and his legs were kicked. After a while, Qing'er put him down. Caizi gasped, his face was full of discomfort.

Ye Han said coldly: "I can make up your bad habits, but remember that you are performing tasks now. If you use this attitude to work negatively, it will make me angry. I don't mind killing one more person."

The talented man suddenly remembered Ye Han's glorious deeds. Ye Han turned the trouble in Pingjiang Province upside down. The talented man admired him at that time. However, after seeing him, because of his good temper, the talented man lost his awe of him. At this moment, Ye Han got angry and he truly felt scared and truly realized that this big brother was a killer without blinking.

The talented man became honest now. He was a hero who knew the times. He smiled embarrassedly and said, "I obey the command and arrangements in everything!"

Ye Han's face was slightly relaxed, and he asked Qing'er to take out his mobile phone and show the photo of the Ford on his mobile phone to the talented man, saying, "Look, can you find out where the car was bought? This car is a used car, and it should have been bought at a car repair shop."

Caizi looked at it for a minute, but he didn't hate it when he was serious when he worked. Caizi then solemnly said, "I can go to the Ba Master to ask. Ba Master is the boss of the underground car repair factory here, and he should be able to see the history." After a pause, he said, "But I need you to accompany me." He looked at Ye Han as he spoke.

Ye Han nodded without asking why, "Okay!" and said to Qing'er, "Help me take good care of Xu Si." Qing'er nodded.

The car repair shop led by Baye was a bit of a big circle. He brought a group of Chinese people from Canada to form his own circle, united, ruthless, and broke his own world.

Eighth Master is an authentic Northeastern native, and the reason why he is called Eighth Master is because he was caught once and two fingers were cut off. Eighth Fingers are also called Eighth Master.

Ye Han initially didn't understand why the talented man had to accompany him. It was not until the Baye's car repair shop that the Baye did not know the talented man at all. The Caizi said he wanted to find the Baye. The six strong young men in the car repair shop took long wrenches, and the cold light shone and looked bad. The Caizi was so scared that his face turned pale.

"What do you want to do with our eighth master?" The scar-faced young man in charge asked coldly.

Faced with such a siege, Ye Han calmly said, "We are Chinese who just came here. We encountered a difficulty. I hope the Eighth Master can help."

"Help your sister, I'm asking our eighth master for help. Do we eighth master want to help? Get out of here!" The young man with a buzz cut on the right said impatiently.

Ye Han frowned, suddenly attacked, and slapped the young man with a slap on the cheek. He was very fast and no one could see clearly. The young man with a slap on the cheek was beaten with a hematoma and vomited a tooth in blood. Brother Han was very afraid of others talking about his sister.

"Fuck your mom!" The young man with a buzzing head was furious, and the wrench hit Ye Han's forehead. The rest of the people waved their hands and smashed them hard. For a moment, the wind blew, covering the sky and overwhelmed. The talented man's face was scared and he couldn't help but regret coming with Ye Han. This guy is violent and throws others away when he disagrees. You know, we are here to ask for help!

Seeing the wrench hit, the talented man secretly called my life to rest. At this time, Ye Han pressed the talented man to the ground and pressed him to eat shit. The light burst out in his eyes, and he stepped obliquely, snatched the wrench of a person on the left, then the giant python dismounted and squatted down lightning. The wrench in his hand penetrated the powerful Hunyuan hammer force and shook violently. Every shaking was like a gear rotating at a high speed.

The remaining five wrenches were all blocked by the wrench in Ye Han's hand. The five young men hit Ye Han's wrench as if they were hit by millions of current. With the sound of clicking, they trembled all over their bodies. The wrench was out of hand, and the people also retreated, looking at Ye Han with horror.

Ye Han pulled Caizi to stand up. Caizi still had a mouthful of ashes on his mouth. He was stunned and hadn't figured out what was going on.

"I have no malice!" Ye Han threw away the wrench in his hand and rushed to the scar-faced young man with a calm expression and said, "I just want to ask Master Eight to do me a little favor!"

"Let them come in!" A thick voice came from behind the factory.

Ye Han breathed a sigh of relief, and it seemed that the person who spoke was Eighth Master. He was definitely not a reckless person. He was so impulsive that he just wanted to make trouble and lure Eighth Master out.

The back of the factory was quite messy, but the Baye’s office was very luxurious and spacious. The lights were bright. As soon as Ye Han and Caizi entered, the guns in the hands of the two black-clad bodyguards pressed against their backs.

Ye Han actually realized something long ago, and he was also confident that he would subdue these two bodyguards before pulling the trigger. The reason why he did not resist was to show sincerity to the Eighth Master.

Eighth Master sat behind the desk, on the luxurious boss chair. He was about fifty years old, with a buzz cut, and was very energetic, with bright eyes, and a feeling of being arrogant without anger. An American blonde girl sat on his legs. The girl was wearing an exposed leather skirt and had a pretty good face. If it weren't for the gun behind his head, the talented man would probably have a nosebleed when he saw the girl.

Ye Han admires people who play foreign girls very much, and he also hates Chinese girls being played by foreigners. In essence, Ye Han loves the country very much.

There were two goblets in front of the Eighth Master, and there was red wine in the goblet. He waved to the two bodyguards and said, "Go out, don't be embarrassed. If this brother wants to take action, you can't help it." The two bodyguards showed embarrassment and dissatisfaction on their faces, but Eighth Master's order was an order. He immediately angrily put the gun away and left the office.
Chapter completed!