"Don't worry, what's the matter with the village chief?"

Qi Ming greeted him and asked sternly.

"My dad woke up in the morning and coughed non-stop, his face was as pale as paper, as if he had suffered from asthma."

The girl's anxious face was full of sweat, and she grabbed Qi Ming's arm and walked out without being shy.

"Don't worry, I'll let you go right away." Qi Ming immediately followed the young girl to the village chief's house. The village chief's illness is not serious, and he can speak after a few stitches.

"Sister, if you tell my parents, you say I have returned to the city beforehand."

The matter in the hometown has been resolved. If Qi Ming continues to stay in the village, his parents will definitely continue to force marriage.

When he thought of this, Qi Ming felt his head big, and he simply slipped oil on the soles of his feet.

On the bus back to the city, Qi Ming wondered if he should find some time to take Yang Xiajiao back to the village, so as not to call his parents to urge the marriage every day.

"Dang..."

The car slammed into the brakes, Qi Ming's head hit the front row, and gold stars appeared in painful eyes.

"Driver, how did you drive?"

When the voice fell, Qi Ming knew that the driver was wrong.

A big rock appeared in the center of Qianyang Road. If it did not brake, the bus would rush into it.

"Everyone, help, go down and push the stone away."

The driver kept cursing, who was so wicked and put the stone in the middle of the road.

If it is late, if the driver is a little distracted, the consequences will be disastrous.

The male passengers followed the driver to get out of the car and pushed the stones together.

Suddenly, Qi Ming heard a sound of footsteps and turned his head to see that a group of young men rushing towards the bus with daggers in their hands.

Upon seeing this, Qi Ming immediately understood that this was an encounter with a road tyrant, a car bandit.

To Yang deliberately put a stone in the middle of the road in order to lead the man in the car down and control the bus.

"This group of damn trash, whose car is not good, dare to stop Xiaoye's car!"

Qi Ming, who was full of irritability because of his parents' forced marriage, immediately found the target of discouragement, and rushed to the group of robbers crying for his death.

Ten minutes later, the aggressive robber collapsed to the ground.

Everyone didn't even touch the side of the bus, and they had become half-handicapped.

"Papa......"

With a burst of warm applause, Qi Ming became a hero who saved everyone.

After half an hour, a large number of patrol cars appeared here.

The patrols got off the car and asked briefly about the incident, and then stared at Qi Ming with guard.

Facing the encirclement of the patrol, Qi Ming pointed his finger at the robbers in the distance and said, "They are the robbers."

"Mr. Patrol, I can guarantee that he is not a bad person."

An old man with dazzling glasses walked out of the crowd and looked at Qi Ming with interest.

"Are you?" asked the leader, frowning.

The old man walked to the patrolman and whispered a few words to him.

"Are you old Han?!"

The face of the team patrol changed drastically, and he looked at the old man in disbelief.

Old Han nodded and smiled: "I want to have a few words with the young man alone. It won't affect your work, right?"

"No influence, no influence."

Unexpectedly, the big man, Mr. Han, would be in the car and order his subordinates to take the passengers to record the transcript.

Everyone left, and Old Han said with a smile on his face: "Young man, it was really thanks to you just now."

Qi Ming smiled faintly and said, "Old gentlemen, the target of these people is you, right?"

"Um?"

Old Han looked quite surprised, and asked, "Why did you say this?"

"The group of robbers seems to be robbing, but the gaze of the head of the robber has not left you. I think their real target is you. Am I right?"

"Hahaha……"

Old Han laughed loudly and said, "Young man, you are not only good at kung fu, but you are also very careful. Are you from Wu Qi?"

"No, I am a doctor."

It is said that medical and martial arts are not divided into families. Qi Ming is not only good at kung fu, but also superior in medical skills.

Old Han nodded and suddenly smiled: "Young man, are you interested in coming to my house as a bodyguard?"

"Not interested in."

Qi Ming refused without even thinking about it.

"If this is the case, the old man will not force it."

Old Han sighed slightly disappointed, and then asked, "The young man saved the old man. Go to the old man's house for a cup of tea. Isn't it okay?"

Seeing Yang Shengyi's boxing, Qi Ming reluctantly agreed, and said with a smile: "Then it's better to be respectful."

Old Han looked at Qi Ming with satisfaction, and stroked his beard with his hand.

He has seen so many people and things after more than fifty years of ups and downs, Qi Ming is not easy!

A few minutes later, the robber was taken away by police Yang for inspection, and the relevant personnel were also called to the patrol bureau for questioning.

Because of Han's relationship, Qi Ming didn't get too much cross-examination, as long as he left his phone number and name, he didn't care about other things.

"Master, it's the subordinate's dereliction of duty, which shocked you."

An old man who rushed to hear the news guiltily bent over to apologize to Old Han.

"Lao Jin, I went to visit my old friends in the countryside. I didn't tell you. It was my responsibility. You don't need to blame yourself."

"Master, the identities of those people have been found, yes..."

"I don't have to say this beforehand, does Jingjing know about it?"

When Han Lao interrupted Lao Jin, he obviously didn't want Qi Ming to know.

"Master, the young lady doesn't know yet, but I don't think it will be kept for long."

Lao Jin said honestly.

When the two were talking, Qi Ming bored his eyes on the bodyguards around him, and couldn't help but secretly nod his head.

These bodyguards are sturdy in shape and have bulging temples, so they should all be practicing.

The housekeeper, Lao Jin, seemed to be old, but he was full of breath, and his palms were full of calluses. He must be a master.

"Stop talking about this, go home first."

Old Han called Qi Ming and left here in Du Yang's car to a luxurious villa.

The villa occupies a huge area, and the parking lot in the front yard alone is equivalent to half a football field.

The land of this villa alone is worth hundreds of millions at least.

After everyone got off the bus, they transferred to a golf cart, and it took three minutes to reach the main hall of the villa.

In the living room of the villa, a young and beautiful woman is making a call.

Seeing Mr. Han and his party come in, the woman immediately hung up the phone.

"Grandpa, you are scared to death!"

Han Jing threw herself into Han Lao's arms, her eye circles became ruddy.

When her parents passed away in an air crash, Lao Han became Han Jing's only relatives. Just now I received a call from Lao Jin and she was so scared that her soul would fly away!

"Silly girl, grandpa has a big life, it's not that easy to get into trouble."

Old Han's face kindly touched Han Jing's hair, with an indescribable look in his eyes.

"Grandpa, if you want to go out next time, you must not be like this time, and you won't even say hello!"

Seeing that his grandfather was safe and sound, Han Jing screamed at the old naughty behavior of Han.

"My dear granddaughter, grandpa knows he was wrong, don't be angry."

Faced with this precious granddaughter, Mr. Han kept saying good things, and then introduced Qi Ming to her.

"Grandpa, are you kidding me?"

Han Jingxiu's eyebrows frowned slightly, Qi Ming was about the same age as her, and apart from being a little handsome, he didn't look like an expert who could deal with robbers with his bare hands.

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