chapter 2 When the road is rough, draw your sword to help

The night is like ink, the lights are like beans, and the traffic on the streets of Capital is like a long steel dragon with no end in sight.

Under the night, a taxi drove quickly towards Xishan.

Xishan is a branch of Taihang Mountain. It was called "the head of Taihang Mountain" in ancient times, and is also called Xiaoqingliang Mountain. It is like a soaring dragon raising a python, guarding the city of Yanjing from the west, and is known as the "right arm of Shenjing".

After the founding of China, Xishan was the headquarters of the military for a long time, and there are still many military institutions there today.

Solomon Santee's home is also in Xishan.

In the car, Solomon Santee looked at the brightly lit high-rise buildings outside the window, echoing every bit of his experience in the army in his mind, with unconcealable disappointment on his face.

Six years of military service made him feel attached to the military camp, and he regarded the Zhanlong Special Forces as his other home.

But now, he is forced to leave home, like an abandoned child, how can he not feel lost?

As for Wally Quinny’s method

Solomon Santee didn't take it seriously at all.

Leaving aside the fact that Solomon Santee has a fiancée, how can the most beautiful woman in the capital be so easy to woo?

To put it another way, even if Solomon Santee catches Wally Quinny's sister, will the Qin family man guarantee that he will stay in the army?

"careful!"

Suddenly, from the corner of his eye, Xiao Ye saw a black sports car turning out in front of him. He came to his senses and loudly warned the taxi driver.

"Hereby~"

Hearing Solomon Santee's reminder, the taxi driver subconsciously turned the steering wheel and then quickly stepped on the brakes. The car's tires rubbed violently against the ground, making a harsh sound.

"boom--"

Although the taxi driver reacted quickly and made the most appropriate choice, the two cars still collided with each other because of the sudden appearance of the black sports car, and then both stopped.

The right side of the taxi hit the left front side of the black sports car. The left fender of the black sports car was dented, the headlight was shattered, and the pieces fell to the ground.

"It's over!"

The sudden scene made the taxi driver feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. He was chilling from head to toe and his face was full of panic.

Three years ago, he spent all his family's savings and borrowed a lot of money because of his child's medical treatment.

In order to repay money to his relatives and friends, he worked during the day and ran a taxi at night, sleeping only four hours a day.

Three years are like one day.

Three years later, his hair has turned completely white, and he looks as old as fifty when he is in his early thirties.

However--

Just when he was about to pay off his debts and see hope for his family and life, he crashed a sports car.

Although he didn't recognize the black sports car in front of him, he could tell with his toes that the price was high and the maintenance fee was sky-high!

When a rear-end collision occurs, generally speaking, the responsibility lies with the vehicle behind you.

At this moment, he just felt that the end was coming, his body swayed, and he almost fainted.

"well"

When Solomon Santee saw this, he sighed softly, feeling very sympathetic to the taxi driver.

"Damn it!"

At the same time, in a black sports car, a young man wearing a floral shirt was sitting in the driver's seat. When he found that the steering wheel could not move, he cursed angrily and then glanced at the girl in the passenger seat.

The girl's face was crimson, her eyes were blurred, and she was sitting limply on the passenger seat. She looked at the young man with angry eyes, but more importantly, she seemed to be begging the young man to let her go!

"Don't be anxious, wait until I teach you a lesson, and I'll let you experience what it's like to be a woman!"

Sensing the pleading in the girl's eyes, the young man showed no kindness on his face. Instead, he smiled coldly and opened the car door.

Um?

In the taxi, Solomon Santee saw the young man getting out of the car angrily. He noticed that the young man's face was red and his body was shaking a little when he walked. He immediately judged that the young man had drunk alcohol, and drank a lot.

This made Solomon Santee feel relieved for the taxi driver.

"Damn it, get out of the car!"

At the same time, the young man rushed to the taxi window in a few steps, pounded the window with his fists, and shouted curses.

The taxi driver woke up as if from a dream, but he looked at a loss.

"Don't be nervous. He drank. It's not your responsibility."Solomon Santee reminded him.

Drinking?

Solomon Santee's words rang in his ears. The taxi driver was startled at first, and then he realized that the young man's face was red. He breathed a sigh of relief and opened the door.

"Can your mother know how to drive?"

The young man roared angrily, grabbed the taxi driver's collar, pulled the taxi driver out of the car, and slapped him in the face.

Tonight, he finally drugged up the girl in the passenger seat who he had been thinking about for a long time. He was going to take the girl to the villa to have a good time, but the taxi driver ruined the good thing - the booster of the sports car was damaged. , unable to continue driving!

How could this not make him angry? !

"Snapped--"

The taxi driver was caught off guard and was slapped by the young man. He stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

"It's your responsibility to drive drunk!" the taxi driver said angrily and aggrievedly.

"What happened to my drunk driving?!"

After hearing what the taxi driver said, instead of realizing his mistake, the young man became furious and grabbed the taxi driver and punched him again.

Although the young man drank alcohol, he was in good physical condition due to his regular exercise. However, the taxi driver had been exhausted in the past three years in order to repay the debts borrowed during his daughter's treatment. He was unable to resist and was directly punched by the young man. Beat him to the ground.

Under the cover of night, the corner of the taxi driver's mouth was cracked and bloodshot. His face instantly swelled up, like a steamed bun, and he looked miserable.

“Damn it, you’re going to spoil my good deeds!”

Despite this, the young man was not relieved. He cursed angrily and stepped forward again, ready to continue beating the taxi driver.

"stop!"

However--

The next moment, before the young man could take action again, a voice suddenly sounded.

The words fell and the figure appeared.

Solomon Santee was like a ghost, standing in front of the taxi driver out of thin air.

"Who the hell are you?"

The young man was startled at first, then realized that Solomon Santee was a passenger, and sneered: "You ask me to stop, and I will stop?"

"You drive drunk and hit someone, do you still have laws in your eyes?"

Solomon Santee raised his eyebrows. The other party was at fault first, but he hit someone. He was so confident and regarded the law as nothing.

"I'm warning you, stay out of your own business and get as far away as you can, or I'll kill you!"

There are many young people who are crazy, and they feel that Solomon Santee is a cat or a dog on the street who can be slapped to death as long as he wants.

After the words fell, the young man raised his fist and punched Solomon Santee without waiting for Solomon Santee reply.

Solomon Santee did not dodge, but stretched out his right hand in the shape of a palm, guarding it in front of him like a door.

"Snapped!"

Immediately, a muffled sound was heard, and the young man felt as if he had punched the copper wall. His fingers seemed to be broken, and the pain was excruciating.

This result shocked the young man's heart, his face changed wildly, his consciousness became a little clearer, and he looked at Solomon Santee with a horrified face, as if he was asking: Who is he?

"Click——"

The young man responded with a crisp sound.

Solomon Santee's five fingers suddenly grabbed the young man's wrist, and with a sudden downward pressure, the young man's wrist was instantly dislocated.

"ah--"

There was a sharp pain in the young man's wrist, and he wailed in pain. His drunkenness disappeared without a trace in an instant, and he knelt on the ground with one knee, his expression extremely painful.

"Snapped--"

The next moment, the young man's wail stopped abruptly and was replaced by a crisp sound.

Under night.

Solomon Santee raised his right hand, like swatting a fly, and slapped the young man to the ground!