Chapter 117

Gong Xiaoqi was stunned and said: "it's convenient, of course. Are you really OK? I'm worried. You don't answer the phone all day..."

"What can I do? Don't fall asleep later. Remember to wait for me. I'll come later!"

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Gong Xiaoqi waited until midnight.

The servants under the official residence and private residence rest at about 11 o'clock, while Zhan Muqian is a soldier. His daily life is quite regular, and he will fall asleep at 12 o'clock.

Cotton and cotton wait conservatively after half past twelve.

She changed clothes and sneaked out of the main house until she reached the basement.

There are dozens of cars in Zhan Muqian's garage, which looks like a second-hand dealer selling cars.

But it also reflects the man's love for cars.

The little woman's lips raised a sneer, and she chose the latest black supercar.

Aston Martin, well, the latest model, with a market value of at least ten million.

Cotton padded in the huge garage around a circle, no surprise to find the warehouse, and found a lot of spare car keys in the warehouse.

……

All the way out of the courtyard, the sports car with a draught appearance raced to the entrance of the private house.

Super run flashed two huge headlights. The guards were so shaken that they couldn't see the people in the car at all.

Jiang Mianmian and impatiently honked his horn. The guard did not dare to delay. He quickly opened the door.

Heart can't help but some doubt: how the head of the night to open so Rafale super run out?

The impression is that the chief doesn't like this kind of car. Many cars in the garage are given by friends. The chief hasn't driven them once.

What a hell tonight

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Xiaoqi received a call and hurriedly ran downstairs, thinking that Mianmian was locked outside by the security guard.

I didn't expect a super cool sports car in front of me, and the window slowly fell down -

cotton pulled the corner of my lips, "hurry up!"

Gong Xiaoqi's face was muddled, and he rushed to the car.

Run faster than you can --

"cotton, cotton Where are we going? "

Xiaoqi is timid and frightened by her situation. When she can't answer, she hurriedly asks: "you must have quarreled with the war chief. Are you ok? Are you locked up? Otherwise, how can you run out in the middle of the night? Do you know Gong Qiao..."

"What happened to Gong Qiao?!"

"No, nothing. Did you call Gong Qiao?"

Xiaoqi's words are swallowed by his mouth

She didn't dare to say that Gong Qiao was beaten by his father because of the rite of passage

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Cotton to 120 miles, ten minutes to the west coast.

Gong Qiao was shivering with the sea breeze. It was Jiang mianmianmian who didn't let him drive out. He took a taxi to this place and was dazed.

When Mian Mian and Xiao Qi arrived, Gong Qiao's eyes were almost startled.

"Wipe, where did you come from?"

The little woman laughed like a goblin in the dark. She patted Gong Qiao on the shoulder. "Guess."

Gong Qiao was very careful. He saw the red mark of cotton wrist in the moonlight. His eyes were heavy. "What's the matter with your hand Zhan Muqian Zhan Muqian won't beat you, will he

Cotton face a hot, reluctantly explained: "he dare!"! I've ruined him! "

Gong Qiao is a man. He knows more about what the rite of passage means to a man.

What's more, Zhan Muqian has poked this matter in front of his parents, who knows how to deal with cotton when he closes the door

Xiaoqi was also worried. Mianmian drove out in the middle of the night. He was obviously very angry.

Although she is willful, she is not unreasonable.

The war chief must have had a big conflict with her

Mian Mian's mobile phone rings. After a few words, a large trailer will soon come.

After the other party has inspected the car, open the safe.

Cotton and cotton a little bit cash, five million.

She sold 90% of the new limited edition at a price of 5 million on the black market.

Gong Qiao and Xiao Qi are stunned

Sister Mian really went away.