Chapter 015 Isn’t he a Second Generation Ancestor? Part 1
Chapter 015 Isn’t he just a second-generation ancestor? (1)
"ah,,"
All he felt was an inexplicable strong wind rushing in front of him. Jin Yixiong rushed forward like a cloud and mist. In an instant, the sound of howling from the cold wind rang in his ears, and he screamed repeatedly.
"boom,,"
Jin Yixiong flew out of the huge ticket hall like a rocket, and hit the open space ten feet away like a meteorite. His body twitched a few times and then stopped moving.
"Young Master Jin,"
The security guards were stunned for a moment, and immediately ran to Jin Yixiong, who was pouring out countless blood, "Quickly, dial 120 quickly." Being able to work in a crowded public place like a train station, these security guards have great personal abilities.
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"Hey, I'm a security guard at the North Bus Station. An important person here is seriously injured. Come here quickly." The security captain suppressed the inexplicable uneasiness in his heart and called out calmly.
Even if Jin Yixiong provokes others first, the other party cannot deal with him like this. Not only is it unreasonable, but they also cannot explain to their superiors. Jinhui Group has total assets of tens of billions and is one of the largest companies in Rongcheng. It has nothing to do with the government.
There are countless connections.
If there is something wrong with Jin Yixiong, the security guards like them will inevitably be implicated, and this hard-won job will be lost. Now they can only catch the murderer to reduce their own faults. He waved his hand and led a few of his subordinates to the police.
Mo Tieyan rushed over.
"Isn't he just a second-generation ancestor? What's so awesome about him!"
Mo Tieyan patted his sleeves, ignored the horrified looks of everyone, muttered something and walked towards the ticket window as if nothing had happened.
"Beauty, I probably didn't jump in line."
Seeing the beautiful conductor looking at him with wide eyes, Mo Tieyan knew what he was doing, but he said aggrievedly.
"Sir, how did you do it?"
The conductor Mei Mei was obviously frightened by the scene just now, and she even forgot about her job duties and asked curiously.
"It's nothing, just throw it away."
Mo Tieyan shrugged and said lightly.
"Just throw it casually, the power is so great. If you use more force, you will throw it to Xishuangbanna." The conductor raised her eyebrows and said with a look of disbelief.
"It's possible. Why don't you give it a try? That way you can save on air tickets."
Mo Tieyan said seriously.
"Pfft, I saved money on air tickets, but my life was lost."
Hearing this, the beautiful conductor couldn't help but smile and said with a smile.
"Haha, beauty, what's your phone number?" Mo Tieyan asked with a smile.
"My name is Liu Xinxin, and my phone number is 187XXXX,"
The conductor girl seemed to have been intoxicated and had forgotten her identity. Not only did she give out her phone number, she even said her name. Mo Tieyan coolly took out his Nokia n70 and was very happy to record it.
After coming down, it was obvious that he had forgotten about Jin Yixiong's injury.
Nowadays, the Android system is rapidly rising, and the Symbian system that Nokia was once proud of has also collapsed. As Nokia's first-generation smartphone, the n70 is not in the eyes of the majority of consumers, and only Mo Tieyan is like this.
The poor and impoverished ordinary people living at the bottom of the working class are still using it.