Chapter 917

Zhou Yi is fighting the white man in a fancy French restaurant.

The manager and security guard of the restaurant all came, but no one dared to move, because their martial arts skills were dazzling. It was obvious that they were martial arts experts. Anyone who dared to intervene was to seek death.

Many people in the restaurant took out their mobile phones and kept shooting at two people. Only Mo Qingcheng looked at the fight between them and frowned.

She also felt the energy of the white man. It was the energy of foreign evil cultivation, but it was mixed with some magic cultivation energy. Is this white man human?

As the two fought for longer, the white man became more and more frightened.

He did not expect that the other side's ability should be so high, if he had not quietly used his own hidden energy, he would have been knocked over by the other party.

The fists of the two men suddenly collided, and then their bodies suddenly separated.

Zhou Yi is ruthless and wants to catch this guy. So the next second, he has released the momentum of his whole body, and he intends to hit him with a blow.

The other party seems to have sensed Zhou Yi's intention. Before Zhou Yi makes a move, he runs directly to the direction of the window.

The speed of the white man is very fast. People seem to feel a wind passing by. Then the white man has rushed to the window and jumped out of the window directly.

Whoa!

A clear sound came out, and the white man had disappeared in the window.

However, in the moment he jumped out of the window, a strong spirit also broke out of the window and stabbed into his back.

Mo Qingcheng ran to the window to have a look, but he didn't find anything. Within three or five seconds, he was also hit by Zhou Yi's energy. He could not run so fast. It can be seen that someone should take care of him outside.

"Run away?" Zhou Yi came over leisurely and looked out of the window.

"Well, run away!" Mo Qingcheng frowned and looked back at Zhou Yi, "who is this man?"

Zhou Yi shook his head. "I don't know, but since he's in Jiangcheng, I'm not afraid we can't find him. Let's go and have dinner."

With that, Zhou Yi pulled Mo Qingcheng to his position.

But as soon as they turned around, they saw the manager of the restaurant looking at them eagerly.

"Well, that, you see..." the manager was a fat middle-aged man. His eyes turned around in the restaurant and finally fell on two people.

Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows, then reached out and took out a blank check in his arms and handed it to the restaurant manager.

The manager quickly welcomed them back to their seats with a smile on their faces.

On the street outside the restaurant, Maserati was speeding, and two men were sitting in the car.

The man on the copilot is the white man who fought with Zhou Yi before.

"What's the matter with you, Jason? How can you get into trouble with a meal?" Driving is a Chinese man, he does not squint at the street, light open road.

The white man was also quite annoyed and said, "how could I know that I met such a person when I was eating in a restaurant? I have great ability. I don't think I'm a monk. If I don't run fast, I'm afraid I'll be caught by him."

"Hold on?" The Chinese man raised his head unexpectedly and looked at the white man: "you know you came to China secretly this time. If something happens, I'm afraid that after you go back, the organization will directly crack you!"

"And..." said the Chinese man pause: "if you really make any trouble here, I will deal with you directly without you returning to the organization!"

With that, the Chinese man's eyes shot out a sense of obliteration, and the white man couldn't help getting cold.

He quickly said with a smile: "OK, you don't worry, I won't go out to cause trouble again, but I seem to be in his move!"

Now the white man only feels that he can't move under his lumbar spine. He even seems to have tens of thousands of ants crawling on his legs, which is sour and itchy. It's really uncomfortable.

"What?" The Chinese man slammed on the brake, and Maserati made a harsh friction sound on the road.

Zhou Yi left the restaurant and drove away after a romantic French dinner.

"Where are you going, and why don't you go home?" Mo Qingcheng looks at Zhou Yi, who is driving. He looks puzzled.

The road he is on now is obviously not the way to Wang Chuan's house.

"When you're full, of course you have to take a walk. You can't go home until you've digested it." Zhou Yi rightly said that the car had turned into a black flash point and drove directly to the river.

With the breeze blowing, it's really comfortable to stand by the river. The most important thing is that many young lovers come here to walk the streets. It looks like a paradise for lovers.

"How about it? Did you suddenly feel a hundred years younger? " Zhou Yi leaned over the ear of Mo Qingcheng and spoke softly.

Pooh! Mo Qingcheng couldn't help but smile, and then said: "how can you talk like that? I'm like a personal old witch.""Where can there be such a beautiful old witch, wife or don't underestimate yourself too much!" Zhou Yi takes Mo Qingcheng's waist and walks forward.

Mo Qingcheng gently points Zhou Yi's chest, smiles and doesn't speak.

Two people went forward for a distance, suddenly heard a faint cry for help from the front.

Zhou Yi didn't want to take care of it, but Mo Qingcheng had to take him to have a look.

Zhou Yi had no choice but to let her go.

"Wife, we have been out in a romantic two person world today. Do you interfere so much and destroy the atmosphere?" Boss Zhou Yi is not happy.

Mo Qingcheng skimmed his lips, "who was the first to move his hand when he was in the French restaurant just now?"

Zhou Yi was choked by the words of Mo Qingcheng, and suddenly there was no movement.

"Get out of here, I'm going to report it!" After a while, I heard a burst of anger under the bridge in front of me.

"Newspaper? Who are you reporting? The people above are brothers with us. Do you think you have a chance to speak? "

"That's right. If I were you, I would jump down from here happily. We can let your parents go. Otherwise, your sister will suffer next!"

"Ha ha, your younger sister is only seventeen. You are the favorite of Hu Ye."

Then there was a squalid laugh.

The young man before him burst into a rage, and then there was a sound of fists and kicks.

"Hurry up, brother Yi!" Mo Qingcheng murmured, people have disappeared in place.

Zhou Yi followed him, but by the time he arrived, those gangsters had been beaten to the river by Mo Qingcheng.

"Get up, are you ok?" Mo Qingcheng helped the man who had fallen to the ground and asked.

"Good man, I beg you, please help my girlfriend, my girlfriend was caught by their boss..." who knows that the young man suddenly kneels on the ground and cries loudly