Chapter 486: Crown of the Night (13)

The man in the windbreaker knew that he couldn't drag on any longer. When her people came, it might not be so easy for them to get away.

The man in the windbreaker made a gesture, and the people behind immediately raised their guns, loaded them, and fired.

Bullets pierced the air.

Shhhhhh-

The bullet hit the car body, the lights suddenly went out, and the surroundings fell into darkness, leaving only countless staggered gunshots.

Mingshu reached out and took out the little beast, and threw it at the man in the windbreaker opposite.

The roar of the little beast was much sharper than the gunfire.

The man in the windbreaker only felt something coming towards him, but before he could see what it was, he was overturned by a force.

A fluffy ball of glutinous rice balls fell to the ground, rolled under the car, and disappeared.

The man in the windbreaker felt dazzled.

Otherwise, how could he see a large glutinous rice ball rolling?

The man in the windbreaker got up from the ground, quickly pushed forward, and approached the car in the middle.

Mingshu has already retreated to the middle position, and is taking the gun from the bodyguard. She has to pack snacks on her body, and there is no place to load a gun. Next time, she will pack one, otherwise this happens all the time.

Yan Zhan knocked on the window in the car.

Mingshu bent over and the car window slid down, revealing Yan Zhan's pale face.

"You hand me over..."

Mingshu stared at him, and the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually widened, "Mr. Yan, the other party wants you without paying a penny, can I give it?"

Yan Zhan = hatred value.

Hatred value = snacks.

It's quite courageous to snatch snacks from me.

"Don't worry, I still want to sell you for a good price, so that you won't be confused." Mingshu knocked on the front with a gun, motioning him to close the window.

Yan Zhan: "..."

I'm worried about what she's doing, it's not a good time to die, and the task can be completed without doing it myself.

Yan Zhan stayed in the car, the sound insulation effect was very good, and he could only vaguely hear muffled noises. The car he was sitting in was surrounded by people all the time, and no one could get close to it.

Yan Zhan unconsciously grasped the clothes on his body, and his breathing was a little short.

It's just that he has met her a few times, and he is worried about her?

MMP must be because she is the target of the raid.

There is nothing wrong with worrying about the target of the raid.

At this moment, the sound outside stopped.

quiet--

If he didn't see that the people standing outside were still there, he would have thought that the people outside were dead.

Gradually, there were sounds, guns rubbing, footsteps, and low-pitched yelling slowly gathered, and the quiet world slowly came to life.

Mingshu got into the car with a smell of blood, she didn't even look at Yan Zhan, and directly ordered the driver in front, "Drive."

The car continued to start slowly and headed forward. Yan Zhan saw someone standing at both ends of the road with a gun. There was a long row of cars parked in front. Someone leaned on the car and stared at their car.

The man in the windbreaker all raised their hands and half knelt on the ground, looking bleak.

The man in the windbreaker was already dead, the headlights swept over him, and his expression looked particularly ferocious.

"Doo-doo--"

There are sirens sounding in the distance, from far to near.

Yan Zhan's vision gradually blurred, his consciousness sank and he fell into darkness.

Mingshu stretched out his hand to pull back the person who fell on the other side, hugged him in his arms, and after a while told the driver in front, "Drive faster."

The little beast hopped beside Mingshu.

Shit shovel, I want to eat whatever I eat.

"I don't have any, do you still want to eat?" I am also very hungry now, okay? !

The little beast was not convinced.

Shit shovel, if you deduct my rations like this, I will not grow taller.

Mingshu grabbed the little beast and put it in his pocket, "You are not tall in the first place, no matter how tall you are, so you might as well not eat it."

The little beast was grinding its claws in its pocket, yelling to destroy her humanely and replace her with a shit shovel.

Mingshu just smiled, and she lowered her eyes to look at Yan Zhan.

Yan Zhan's face was pale, leaning on her shoulder, Xu Shi was too uncomfortable, his brows were slightly frowned.

Mingshu reached out to touch his face, and pulled the blanket from the back of the car to cover him.

The object of hatred is either waiting for her to save, or is on the way to be rescued.

What's the matter!

Why is it so difficult to get a hatred value?

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Yan Zhan was transferred to another residence. Apart from taking medicine and sleeping every day, he could not step out of the house. Of course, he doesn't have the energy either, and he's having trouble getting out of bed right now.

I heard that the shopping that day was on the news, but it was obvious that the woman had already dealt with it and had nothing to do with her.

And since that day, everyone who followed Mingshu knew that the young lady of his family seemed to have taken a fancy to a wild man worth 50 million yuan.

After resting for a few more days, Yan Zhan felt that he could get out of bed and walk around.

These days, Yan Zhan didn't have the right chance to see Mingshu. Most of the time, she just came to see him, cursing why he wasn't dead yet. He ignored her, and she left, and then disappeared for a whole day.

Yan Zhan opened the door, and there were two bodyguards standing outside. Seeing him coming out, strange eyes drifted over.

This is the wild man raised by the eldest lady?

Yan Zhan only felt that the eyes of these two people were cold. He looked over fiercely, and the bodyguard suddenly trembled, staring straight ahead, not daring to look any further.

Why is the man raised by the eldest lady so scary in his eyes?

After finding the place to go downstairs, Yan Zhan heard Mingshu's voice before he went down. He continued to walk down a few steps and saw the scene in the hall.

Mingshu stood by the sofa, pointing at the green hair holding a plate of snacks behind the sofa with his hips akimbo.

"You put it down!"

"Miss, the brothers are still waiting for you, let's go quickly. The last time the incident was so big, now there is a tight watch over there, you have to stabilize the morale of the army!" Lumao desperately hugged the dim sum, "Daddy Miss, can we eat in the car?"

The girl paused, then walked outside.

Lu Mao hurriedly followed, "Miss, you have to be more tactful when the time comes..."

Mingshu suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of the stairs. Yan Zhan held on to the handrail and looked at her from afar.

Mingshu just took a look and followed Lumao out the door. Yan Zhan walked down slowly. There was no one in the living room, and there was a courtyard outside with someone standing guard.

Yan Zhan waited in the living room until night, but Mingshu never came back, but a doctor came to remind him that it was time to go up and rest.

"Lend me your phone." Yan Zhan looked at the doctor and made his own request.

All contact devices on him were confiscated.

The doctor was startled, shook his head like a rattle, quickly packed his things, and left the villa as if fleeing.

There is no one living in this villa except him.

So he's imprisoned now?

There are many routines for the villain.

Yan Zhan waited in the living room, the grandfather clock was ticking, the hour hand went from ten o'clock to eleven o'clock, and then to twelve o'clock.

It's early morning.

There is only a faint light in the courtyard outside, and the patrolling bodyguards are like ghosts in the courtyard, silently.

The whole world fell silent.