The Blackened Male Lead Needs to Be Pampered

But in the phone call just now, he didn't mention anything about the delivery, only said that he was looking for something.

Sang Jian could probably guess that the group who chased and killed Lou Yan last time probably found out about her through various methods.

Then this time, I have to go.

After all, the sooner some things are resolved, the better, and troubles will only arise later.

Lou Yan felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by her, he subconsciously reached out and touched his face, Is there something on my face?

Sang Jian raised her eyebrows, The makeup is pretty good.

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand to take off the peaked cap on his head, and put it on his own head.

I'll go out for a while, you can do it yourself.

She put the key back in her pocket and left the villa.

Lou Yan: ...

He just touched his face and touched the foundation with one hand.

In order to cover his pale complexion, he did wear some powder and makeup today.

An inexplicable annoyance rose in Lou Yan's heart.

Would it make her feel like a sissy?

But... As a star, he always has to pay attention to his image when he goes out.

...

Sang Jian left home and went straight to No. 62 North Street.

After arriving, Sang Jian discovered from the memory of the original owner that this place is very familiar.

Because No. 62 is a canteen, Song Sangjian started to help this canteen run errands and deliver things when he was very young.

The commissary used to be run by an old lady, but she couldn't do it anymore when she got too old, so her son of the lord of the world took over.

The phone call just now was made by the son of the Hunshizhu.

As soon as Sang Jian arrived at the entrance of the canteen at No. 62, she saw the man who called her looking at her with a guilty expression.

You...you are here...

Sang Jian looked around and found no one else, so she couldn't help but sighed.

Just call them out, I only give you one hour, I can go back to sleep after I finish it.

It's past nine o'clock, and she has to go back to sleep before eleven o'clock today!

What an arrogant woman, why didn't I find out that there is a number one person like you in the Northwest District before?

As soon as Sang Jian finished speaking, more than a dozen people came out from inconspicuous corners in all directions and surrounded her.

The person who spoke came out of the canteen slowly, followed by five men.

Those five men were especially familiar, they were the ones who were beaten up by Sang Jian last time.

Sang Jian raised his hand and lifted the peaked cap on his head, looked at the leading man and said nothing.

The leading man was tall and tall, with his upper body naked, muscular body, a dragon tattoo on his chest, and a cigarette in his mouth, full of style.

He spoke again, You dare to touch my He Dong people, and you don't want to see whose territory is in the Northwest District?

Hearing the name He Dong, Sang Jian fumbled for some information from the memory of the original owner.

It's not that the Northwest District is left alone, but it's divided into two camps. The leaders of the two camps are He Dong and Wang Er.

In order to fight for the boss in the Northwest District, the two brought people into many fights and made troubles, but they didn't come to a conclusion.

Later, Wang Er used money to recruit people, and recruited many people from He Dong's side. With the advantage in numbers, he defeated He Dong.

Now He Dong is overwhelmed by Wang Er everywhere, but he has been unconvinced in his heart, thinking that he should be the boss of the Northwest District.

As for Wang Er, he just relied on having a lot of money to buy people's hearts and win him in terms of numbers.

Unexpectedly, Sang Jian caused trouble for the first time in the Northwest District, and it turned out that the one who provoked it was the subordinate of one of the local snakes.

I don't know whether to say good luck or bad luck.