Almighty in the city

"Miss Seven, what did the old man say over there?" In the Portuguese governor's casino, Zhao Xi saw He Qi's face change instantly, knowing that something must have happened, but he didn't know what arrangements the old man would have for this matter. Then he asked.

He Qi's face was a bit ugly, holding the phone in silence for a moment, suddenly strode towards the exit of the casino.

Zhao Xi was shocked, and hurriedly said again: "Miss Seven?"

"Don't ask too much." He Qi said in a deep voice, "Brother Zhao, ask your people to check Bai Yifan's whereabouts, you and I go."

"Where to go?" Zhao Xi saw that her face was wrong, and there was a kind of ominous voice in her voice. He immediately waved his hand to signal the men to go out to find the whereabouts of Bai Yifan and Wu You. He himself took two quick steps and followed Next to Qi, she lowered her voice and said, "Miss Seven, is there something unexpected?"

The two had already walked quickly to the exit of the casino.

He Qi kept walking under her feet and glanced around, seeing that there was no one other than Zhao Xi, she nodded slightly, and also lowered her voice and said, "Master, I'm afraid something has happened."

Zhao Xi's face changed drastically in an instant.

However, he is also an extremely determined person. After a brief period of panic, he immediately adjusted his breathing and restrained his pounding heart: "Master over there-won't it?"

He Qi didn't answer him, but dialed the number of He Gambling King's personal mobile phone again.

There was a long tone in the phone, and the call got through, but no one came through.

He Qi's face turned pale suddenly, her teeth clenched, and the steps under her feet became faster and bigger.

Zhao Xi followed her, just by looking at the changes in her complexion, she knew that something must have happened to the "home" side. For a while, her heart could no longer be restrained, she kept beating wildly, and there was a flash in her mind. Ominous premonition.

The two walked to the elevator entrance, and the hotel staff waiting on the side had already pressed the elevator for them.

When the two of He Qi approached, one of the waiters greeted him with strides, and held the key of the Lamborghini car to He Qi: "Miss Seven, the car has been parked for you in this elevator. The exit of B2 is now."

He Qi took the car key without saying a word, nodded, and then strode into the elevator.

Zhao Xi quickly followed.

After a few seconds, the elevator doors were closed and descended towards the hotel's underground garage.

In the elevator, He Qi dialed the phone number twice, but no one answered.

When the elevator stopped on the B2 floor and the elevator door opened slowly, He Qi had already changed a phone number and called out.

This time, the call was made directly to Zhao Liancheng.

However, until she and Zhao Xi both sat in the burgundy Lamborghini, the long tone from the mobile phone was still unanswered.

"There must be something wrong!" He Qi's face at this time was already pale and scary.

She put her phone in front of the dashboard and started the car directly. When her foot was on the accelerator, she turned her head and said to Zhao Xi: "Call home immediately, I want to know what happened!"

In fact, without her instructions, Zhao Xi took out his mobile phone and dialed a number after sitting in the passenger seat.

The call was made to Wang Meng, the young man who was guarding the VIP room door with Zhao Xi on the day of the reception.

He is a nephew of Wang Kaishan, the big disciple of King He Gambling. He once served in a special team. After retiring, he came to join Wang Kaishan, an uncle, and was responsible for the security work of the hilltop villa on weekdays.

Wang Meng and Zhao Xi can be said to be the right-hand man in the security force of King He Gambler. Over the years, the two have cooperated tacitly. Under their arrangement, the security work of the He family has never gone wrong.

The call passed, and it took nearly half a minute to get connected.

"Mengzi, did something happen at home?" At the moment when the phone was connected, Zhao Xi didn't have any politeness, and asked straightforwardly.

There was a noisy background sound from the phone, but there was no Wang Meng's voice.

Just when Zhao Xi was about to repeat the questioning, Wang Meng's natural "subwoofer" voice came from his mobile phone: "Brother Zhao, are you with Miss Seven now? Don't ask too much. , Now, immediately take Miss Seven to Jinghu Hospital!"

Zhao Xi's face, the moment he heard the words "Jinghu Hospital", the blood on his face faded clean, and it was actually paler than He Qi's face at this time. As if she had been shocked, she trembled like chaff, and almost couldn't even hold the mobile phone in her hand.

"Brother Zhao, Jinghu Hospital, only bring Miss Seven here!" The background voice on the phone seemed to be getting noisier and noisy. Wang Meng on the other end of the phone seemed to be afraid that Zhao Xi could not hear him clearly, and repeated it loudly. Then he hung up the phone.

At this moment, even He Qi, who was driving his Lamborghini towards the mountain villa, heard the voice on the phone.

In the next second, on the road where traffic was gradually increasing, Lamborghini, who was already speeding to make other drivers feel a little frightened, was suddenly slammed on the brake without warning.

The burgundy supercar made a spin directly on the road. Due to the violent friction between the tires and the road, a long and sharp "squeak" sound was made, which made people's eardrums hum.

The sudden braking in this kind of rapid state even caused a little spark between the tire and the road due to the violent friction.

On the two ink-black brakes, it seems that the rubber has been slightly vaporized due to the high temperature caused by the intense friction.

On the cross-sea bridge highway, this burgundy Lamborghini just crossed the middle of the two driving lanes and did not move again for a long time.

The other vehicles on the cross-sea bridge slowed down and evaded. When passing this Lamborghini that was in the middle of the road, many drivers cast curious eyes, thinking in their minds which son and master it was. After eating enough, I ran to this cross-sea bridge to practice "drifting".

In Lamborghini, He Qi's face was as white as a white paper, her hands were firmly holding the steering wheel, but her eyes were a little hollow and looked out of the car window.

It wasn't until Zhao Xi gave her a light push that He Qi regained his senses, but suddenly there were two rows of clear tears in those hollow eyes.

"Miss Seven, the situation is still unclear." Zhao Xi's complexion is not much better than hers at this time, but at this time it can only be comforted by him, "We should rush to Jinghu as soon as possible. In the hospital, the old man is guarded by Zhao Erye. With Erye's medical skills, he can definitely keep him safe."

He Qi's face finally got a little bloody after being reminded by him.

At the moment, she bit her lip without saying a word, started the car again, and when she stepped on the gas pedal, Lamborghini instantly turned into a burgundy meteor and galloped towards Jinghu Hospital.

"Hey, Old Tan, what's the matter?" In the taxi, Bai Yifan was talking about Dashan with the driver and suddenly received a call from Tan Zongming.

Tan Zongming on the other end of the phone is obviously a little confused. He who has always spoken calmly and powerfully is a little incoherent now: "You don't know yet? Are you not with He Qi now?"

"What do I know?" Bai Yifan frowned slightly, with a bad feeling in his heart.

"What happened to the king of gambling!"