Fake daughters are wealthy

What's more, it was produced by the Independent Continental Hacker Union, which has no quality assurance, so it's not good to hear it spread!

Ye Wangchuan's slender hands rested on the steering wheel, and they were crouching at an intersection three kilometers around the pier at the moment, just in time to see the pier from the angle.

"You first met Qiao Nian?"

Qin Si patted his face, his face was numb and unable to move: "I'm sorry, I thought I was stupid."

He almost forgot that sister Qiao was the leader in the hacker world.

As soon as the sun makes a move, there will be a hacker alliance bird thing!

Qiao Nian originally wanted Guan Yan to come back this time, but Guan Yan was still overseas, so it was not realistic to come back immediately, so she brought some people.

The rest was handed over to Ye Wangchuan and Mo Dong.

Independent Continent is not Qiao Nian's special event, but Yaomen's territory!

Mo Dong pulled out all the elites of Yaomen this time, and together with Qiao Nian who will cut off the signal at the pier later, today is not the opportunity for people from Santangkou and the Freemasons to become famous, but a Qiao Nian had already prepared to catch the turtle in the urn.

At [-]:[-] p.m., news came from the follower that a convoy was heading towards the pier.

The first one was a black jeep, followed by eight large off-road vehicles, and many people came.

Because Ji Lingfeng didn't notice this change at the pier, he was still in charge of receiving the goods according to the previous staff of Ji's family.

The Ji family has dominated the Independent Continent for many years, except for a few forces with broken brains, otherwise no one would move their minds on the Ji family.

Years of ease have also caused the Ji family to be very perfunctory in this regard, and only a small team of 7 people is in charge of receiving the goods this time.

Qiao Nian immediately received the news of the number of people coming from Mo Dong. The corners of her mouth curled up, and she pressed the Bluetooth headset on her ear: "There are so many people here. They want to be in one step!"

"Where's Ji's family? No response yet?" She asked Mo Dong.

Mo Dong stared at Ji's house with eyeliner, and said in a steady voice: "The second elder went to look for Ji Huang in the afternoon, and a few elders came on the way, Ji Huang hasn't come out of the study yet."

"What about He Lin? He didn't receive any news either." Qiao Nian looked steadily at the sea level, where a large ship was already approaching, ready to cast its sights and land.

Mo Dong's voice became deeper and deeper: "He Lin went to the study to look for Emperor Ji, and after a short wait, the warehouse caught fire. The fire was so big that he was tripped."

The main reason is that He Lin only received an anonymous message saying that the pier was not peaceful, and he didn't know the ideas of Nanfang Santangkou and Tongjihui, including the elders who helped delay the time behind them.

If He Lin knew what they wanted to do, he probably wouldn't care about a fire in a small warehouse.

Ji Lingfeng has been dragged in the dark until now. On the one hand, it can be seen that his control over the Ji family is getting weaker and weaker. On the other hand, it can also be seen that his physical condition is indeed not optimistic.

So much so that he couldn't even concentrate on noticing the important cargo at the dock.

Qiao Nian rubbed the silver lighter in his pocket with his fingertips, suddenly wanted to smoke, but held back.

At the same time, she also saw the figure of the black jeep that Mo Dong mentioned gradually approaching their ambush range.

"It's useless to reason with them now. The Ji family needs a "storm" to temporarily deter these people! "

Qiao Nian's dark Tong Ren looked at the sunset in the distance, and then at those people who were ready to grab goods at the pier with arrogance.

Bite down the fruit candy in your mouth and crush it in one bite.

With closed eyes, he calmly said to Mo Dong on the Bluetooth headset: "It's going to rain."