Hearing Chen Shijin speak like that, Qian Hao didn’t think much, waved him off, "Go ahead then."
Chen Shijin left, and Qian Hao had no intention of staying longer. He called the driver to bring the car over, opened the car door, and prepared to get in.
But at that mont, a group of people surged in from not too far away, roughly a dozen or so, each holding a steel rod, approaching aggressively.
Seeing this, Qian Hao smiled with a sinister tone.
Anyone who dared to stand against Qian Hao wouldn’t leave unscathed; if the opponent wasn’t missing an arm or a leg, he wasn’t satisfied.
If anyone dared to hit or insult him, they better be ready to be crippled!
As the group drew closer and started heading toward Shi Keke, Qian Hao finally got into the car rear seat, closed the door, and reminded the driver to drive.
The driver responded, "Yes, boss," and started the car.
But what Qian Hao didn’t expect was that just as the car started moving, it was hit by a speeding stretch Lincoln.
The car spun around in place, then crashed into the street railing, skidding marks onto the ground before stopping.
Thankfully, the speed wasn’t too fast, sparing Qian Hao from misfortune, but his car was seriously damaged, the front was a wreck.
Because the airbag deployed promptly, the driver’s head slamd into it, scraping so skin off.
He wasn’t seriously injured, but was shaken so much that he curled up, trembling continuously.
"Mother-!"
Qian Hao cursed as he opened the car door and got out, first checking the damage to his own car, then looking at the car that had hit him.
Seeing it was a stretch Lincoln with the license plate DH0123, he didn’t care much, because he had an identical one in his ho garage, which only cost around a million, not very expensive.
Yet the car he was driving today was worth at least over three million.
Qian Hao wanted to see who was so blind to crash into his luxury car, so he angrily walked towards where the stretch Lincoln was parked.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he approached, two n in black erged quickly from the Lincoln, instantly seizing him and dragging him into the car, tying him up.
While struggling, Qian Hao shouted, "Who are you? How dare you kidnap soone in broad daylight! I warn you, you’d better sensibly let go, or you’ll die miserably! This area is swarming with my people, once they notice , you won’t escape..."
The two n in black expressionlessly restrained Qian Hao, ignoring his words.
And at that mont, a man in the front seat slowly turned his head, his eyes narrowing as he coldly glanced at Qian Hao, casting a dangerous aura. He spoke slowly, "In the dictionary of Shi i, there are no words for dying miserably, only for a fate worse than death."
Qian Hao felt the murderous intent emanating from him, inexplicably panicking, even feeling sowhat inadequate in front of this man.
"Shi... Shi i..." Qian Hao stamred, uneasily staring at Shi i, "You, you... you’re the young master of the Shi Family... Shi i..."
Suddenly, an icy gun muzzle pressed against Qian Hao’s forehead, Shi i raised his lips, smirked, looking at him, "Do you really think you deserve to call my na?"
Qian Hao broke into a cold sweat from his actions, yet tried to feign calmness, "I have no grudges with you... you... why are you doing this, what’s your purpose in doing this..."
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