Ye Cong was still typing, but the car was suddenly forced to stop.

After the car stopped, the door was pulled from outside. Two burly men on one side wanted to reach out to pull people after opening the car door, but they didn't expect that the person sitting in the car was a man.

Ye Cong slowly sent the last message, then put his phone in his pocket and looked up slightly.

"Damn it, I'm wrong." The man with a fat face cursed directly, and was about to throw him into the car door and leave.

But when he threw the car door on, Ye Cong suddenly reached out and pushed the car door open again, hitting the person outside.

"Are you looking for death?" The man stood firm and cursed angrily.

Ye Cong stepped out of the car door with long legs and landed directly on the ground. He came out of the car and then tidied up his sleeves.

"You want to catch new sprouts, but you want to destroy her?" He knew that there were some dirty tricks in the entertainment industry, but those people shouldn't use these tricks on new sprouts, and they couldn't even think about it.

"No matter what you do, if you don't want to die, get out of here. I didn't expect that the woman ran away. She looked so pure and didn't know how to get on--" Before the man finished speaking, Ye Cong kicked his face with a kick. The man who flew three meters away was covered in blood in his mouth in an instant, and even his teeth fell.

Ye Cong passed by step by step. The man wanted to scold something, but was shocked by Ye Cong's momentum and could only look at him with horror.

No one around dared to get on, so he could only watch Ye Cong approaching step by step.

Ye Cong went over and grabbed the man's collar, "If you dare to think so, you should be punished for a long time, but I will not ruin you for the time being. After all, there are other uses for keeping an object like you." Ye Cong said, looking down with disgusting eyes, then threw the person on the ground again, looking back at one, two, three, four or five people, and couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth.

This is the curve that is drawn, not a smile, but a ghostly coldness.

Very good, that woman dared to plot against the new buds like this.

Ye Cong had just thrown the man to the ground, and another car drove over. The people who were thrown off in the car were Zhao Ya and Mr. Xiong.

"Hey, you guys--" Zhao Ya screamed, yelling to call the police.

"Ms. Zhao wants to call the police?" Ye Cong interrupted Zhao Ya's scream.

Zhao Ya only saw Ye Cong now. Her body shook unconsciously, and her eyes fell on the men on the ground, and subconsciously swallowed her saliva. How could this be possible?

She saw Ye Cong leave before she asked someone to follow the new sprouts. Shouldn’t there be new sprouts in this car?

"Ye, Mr. Ye." Zhao Ya subconsciously wanted to hide behind Boss Xiong.

Boss Xiong was suddenly tied up and was full of anger. Now when he saw Ye Cong, he knew who he was and deliberately got close to him here. "It turned out to be Mr. Ye, who has long been famous."

Mr. Xiong reached out to his hand, but Ye Cong looked down at him without shaking it.

"I wonder if Mr. Xiong recognizes these people?" Ye Cong spoke lightly.

Mr. Xiong's rat eyes swept across the big man on the ground, and a few people standing, and looked at Ye Cong behind him. There were only two drivers, nothing, and he suddenly felt confident, "What is Mr. Ye doing? We are not willing to discuss anything, why bother for a woman-"
Chapter completed!