Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

"Third Master, Third Master." Mr. Hei raised his head and looked at the figure.

The figure did not move, as if it had not heard him speak, and stood silently, as if waiting for something.

The little fox panted and lay on the ground, squinting at him.

"Ouch!" the little fox barked wildly. He grabbed the lighter, bit it with his teeth, lit it, and then turned around and threw it into the air. The little fox turned around and jumped several meters high.

The little fox kicked the lighter with its paws and threw it towards the iron cage.

"Boom", a lot of gasoline was poured under the iron cage, the lighter fell, and the flames shot into the sky. Mr. Hei was suspended in the air, and the fire below was fierce, like a roasted pig.

"Third Master, Mr. Hei begs Third Master for his life." Mr. Hei shook it hard and tried to open the iron cage, but unfortunately it was specially customized by him and could not be opened.

The little fox turned around, jumped onto the chair, and stared at Mr. Black's embarrassed appearance.

"Ouch!" The little fox looked at the fire and jumped up excitedly, holding the iron rod and burning it red.

"Hiss." Mr. Hei was in pain.

The burning pain kept coming, and there was a faint smell of burning.

The gasoline was burning underneath, and the iron cage was roasted red. He was sweating profusely, and felt that his body was being hollowed out bit by bit for no apparent reason. He looked up again and found that the figure in the dark had disappeared inexplicably.

"Third Master, Third Master." Mr. Hei struggled, but unfortunately no one answered.

The little fox turned around like a big shot, with his paws behind his back, imitating Xiao Mohan's walking posture, taking a coquettish step, twisting his hips, and being extremely arrogant.

Not far away, a black Cayenne was parked there.

"Master." Han Changqing turned around and walked towards this direction with long strides. /

Xiao Mohan's tall figure was sitting in the driver's seat, leaning on the seat, closing his eyes and concentrating, with his slender arms folded across his chest, looking leisurely.

"Okay?" Xiao Mohan asked quietly.

Han Changqing listened, smiled deeply, sat in the passenger seat, and whispered: "Sir, everything is ready, everything is safe."

Xiao Mohan raised his wrist and looked at the time.

"Is Master going to leave?" Han Changqing grew up with him. Every move of Xiao Mohan was representative and he could tell it at a glance.

"Yeah." Xiao Mohan responded.

Han Changqing touched his chin, his deep black eyes filled with excitement, and said, "Don't you wait to see the show?"

"Aren't you watching?" Xiao Mohan said quietly and glanced at him.

"Yes." Han Changqing listened, turned around, pushed open the car door, and took half a step back. Xiao Mohan drove away in a luxurious Cayenne.

The little fox turned around and ran towards this side, about to jump into the car.

Han Changqing reached out, grabbed its tail in the air, and threw it aside.

"What are you going to do? Make a light bulb?" Han Changqing said coldly.

The little fox curled his lips as he listened, and he was very dignified and didn't want to pay attention to Han Changqing.

"How dare you secretly drink! Come with me." Han Changqing turned around and said coldly, obviously afraid that the little fox would escape. He added: "If you don't clean up the trouble you caused, I heard that I will send someone back to guard the Xiao family. ”

"Hey!" The little fox became angry after hearing this, turned around and ran forward, walking faster than Han Changqing.

Han Changqing looked at the little fox and couldn't help but shook his head and said softly: "You ran in the wrong direction."

The little fox was running when he heard Han Changqing's voice. He stopped sharply, but bumped into a tree. He turned around and crawled back, with Pidian following behind Han Changqing.

"Haha." Han Changqing suddenly laughed and walked in the direction where the little fox ran just now.