Qin Bing once again saw what it means to be a violent martial arts man. She watched Xu Qing jump onto the car, smashed the car window with his fist, and reached in with his arm to pull out a woman with a horrified face.

Come.

This woman is Fang Yingxian. She is also one of the very few people who noticed Xu Qing's movements. Although noticing does not mean seeing clearly, she is an ancient warrior and an early Huang Realm warrior, but she hides

Very deep, few people know that she is still a warrior. For ancient warriors, this realm is just the beginning. In addition, she also opened a private rescue station, and many people came to rescue, which also gave her

Provided huge financial resources.

The moment Fang Yingxian was taken out of the car, she already knew that this disaster was inevitable. She was a person who believed in fate. Every time a body was sent to the crematorium for disposal, she would come to the bar and sit at the square table with the horned helmet to drink.

A glass of tequila will also generously invite everyone in the bar to drink. In her words, this is called drinking to destroy the fate. There is something special hidden in the horn of the helmet, a piece of paper with a unicorn totem on it.

, she would drink wine and worship every time, just to pray for peace.

It's hard to describe something like faith. It stems from people's worship of some unknown power and a good wish. Fang Yingxian was born in a down-and-out ancient martial arts family. The unicorn was the totem of her family. In the past, this thing was worshiped by people.

It seemed everything was going smoothly after the first prayer, but tonight it seemed like things were not working.

Xu Qing took the person out and threw it directly to the ground. He hit her Jianjing point with a finger. Then he jumped into the car and took out two large boxes containing the corpses and placed them beside her. He pulled out the Long Yuan shorts from his waist with his backhand.

The sword cut open the lock of the box, opened the box with two clicks, turned to Qin Bing, who was looking in the car beside him, and said: "Sister-in-law, you back the car out first, it's better not to look at the contents of the box."

Qin Bing nodded, started the car and was about to reverse. At this moment, dozens of motorcycle riders rushed out from the bar and surrounded Qin Bing's car with a roar. There were men and women in this group, and they were all motorcycle riders drinking in the bar.

knight.

There are many motorcycles parked outside the motorcycle bar every night. For safety reasons, there are several all-round surveillance cameras installed at the parking locations. Just now, someone saw the scene on the surveillance screen of Xu Qing jumping on the car and carrying Fang Yingxian out. The so-called

He is soft on others and soft on others. Fang Yingxian is one of the bosses of **. He often invites everyone to drink. Isn't it a slap in everyone's face if he is bullied like this? That guy is also a real person, and he doesn't care about that.

Why was the car overturned? After a few shouts, all the motorcycle gangs were called out.

Qin Bing did not panic. She stopped the car and locked the doors and windows. With Xu Qing by her side, she would not feel scared. However, she could not suppress a feeling of worry in her heart, fearing that her brother-in-law would become impulsive and use extreme methods to solve the problem.

All the motorcycle gangs were armed with nothing but chains, beer bottles, and chair legs. Some even brought two watermelon knives that were more than a foot long. As the saying goes, more courage makes the stronger. This group of people has never been the master of Ansheng.

Taking advantage of the large number of people, they started shouting and smashed the car.

Xu Qing stood up with a look in his eyes, and shouted at the shouting motorcycle riders: "You guys, open your eyes wide and see what this is?" As he spoke, he raised his foot and kicked the big box on the ground, two of them.

The big box slid against the ground and slid in front of the knights. The lid of the box popped open twice, revealing the pale corpse inside. A strong smell of blood instantly filled the air.

When the motorcycle riders who kept shouting saw the corpse, they were like chickens with a plague that had their necks strangled. They immediately lost their voices and stared blankly at the corpse in the box. Bang! I don’t know who was holding the wine bottle securely and letting go.

Sliding to the ground, no one in this group of motorcycle riders who advocated extreme sports had ever seen such a tragic incident of murder and packing, and the fierceness they had just cheered was gone.

Xu Qing bent down and reached out to pick up the ashen-faced Fang Yingxian. He jumped up in front of everyone, raised his hand and threw the person to the box and said in a deep voice: "The box was taken out of her car. This woman did it."

You don’t need to say more about what kind of outrageous things you have done, right? You can come out and let’s wait for the police to come and deal with it. If anyone wants to play tricks, first weigh how many pounds they have.”

The motorcycle riders were silent for a while. Everyone was understanding. The other party said that they had to wait for the police to dispose of the body. The body in the box was probably related to Sister Fang. This group of people usually got into fights and so on. There was no ambiguity about it.

Who wouldn't dare to step forward and get into trouble if it really involved a human life case?

Xu Qing secretly cursed in his heart that the police in Dongjiang City were just doing nothing. It had been half an hour since he called, but he didn't even see a hair on the police car. At this moment, there were waves of sirens in the distance, and they were heard.

You can vaguely see the flashing lights on the roof, and it seems that the police are coming.

In fact, we can’t blame the police for being slow. The motorcycle bar is far away from the city, and it takes half an hour for the police to get here. This is already very efficient. The motorcycle riders became restless when they heard the siren, and some guys simply turned their heads.

He ran back to his car, started the car and drove away. The person who left might have something to do, or he didn't want to reveal his identity. In short, everyone had their own privacy.

Two police cars sped over and stopped in front of the motorcycle bar door with two screeches. Six police officers got out of the car. They had already seen the area where the motorcycle gangs gathered. They walked over with their hands on the handles of their guns.

A middle-aged policeman walked at the front, and he was the only one among the police who did not press the butt of his gun.

The middle-aged policeman has a very obvious feature. He has two mustaches. At first glance, he looks very similar to a singer named Lin. The singer once popularized the entire Chinese language with his "real man"

In the music industry, I also found a good celebrity wife.

The middle-aged policeman walked quickly to the crowd. He saw the corpses in the big box at a glance. The expression on his face suddenly changed. Two corpses. This was a big case. He took a breath to calm the throbbing in his heart.

He turned his attention to Xu Qing, who was standing next to the box, and deliberately asked loudly: "Who called the police just now?"

Xu Qing took two steps forward, took out the ID from his pocket and handed it over. He said in a deep voice: "I called the police. The box and body were taken out of this woman's car. You can come across people selling human organs even if you come to Dongjiang for a funeral."

Case, it seems that the security here is really not good!"

The middle-aged policeman took the certificate and looked at it for a few times, then secretly took a breath. The identity of the other party was more surprising than seeing the body in the box. An idea came to his mind and he asked in a low voice: "Excuse me, who are you?"

Going to the funeral of an old man named Xue?"
Chapter completed!