Chapter 6148 Someone Is Offering a 300 Bitcoin Reward for Your Life

Ye Wangchuan dodged the bullet that was shot at him with a swivel. His shirt was slightly lifted by the quick movement, and the corner of his shirt was lightly brushed, revealing the waistline under the shirt, which was narrow and tight, as if it contained endless toughness.

He took a step with his long legs, his steps were vigorous and steady, with an innate pride and confidence, and he drew his gun. His arm drew a neat arc in the air, and the black muzzle pointed directly at the man in the gray sweater: "You still have time to put down the gun now."

The man in the gray sweater didn't listen or understand Chinese at all. His face was shocked and angry, and he was about to pull the trigger to make up for the gun.

Ye Wangchuan pulled the trigger without hesitation. With a crisp "bang" sound, the bullet whizzed out like a precise arrow and hit the target instantly.

The arm of the man holding the gun was pierced by the bullet. The severe pain from the nerves in an instant made him lose control of his strength and dropped the pistol.

Ye Wangchuan took a few steps forward, rushed forward with a nimble figure, and controlled him with a knee and elbow strike at lightning speed. The whole process was smooth and flowing. Before the driver could react, he saw that the gangster had been subdued on the ground.

He hurriedly opened the car door and ran away.

"Mr. Wang!"

Ye Wangchuan clamped the gangster's neck with one hand, and raised his eyes without changing his expression as if he was pinching a struggling chicken: "Go help her!"

"Okay." The driver knew that he was talking about Miss Qiao without asking, and immediately turned his head and ran in the direction of Qiao Nian.

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"Miss Qiao." Qiao Nian was much safer.

With Ye Wangchuan attracting the attention and firepower of the gangster, she only needed to drag the shot person to a safe place and wait for the casualties he brought to come.

Soon a tall and strong driver got out of the Rolls-Royce on the side of the road and ran towards them.

Qiao Nian took advantage of this time to lower her eyes and glance at the fat man who was covering his arm with blood trickling out, abruptly breaking the calm.

"Someone wants to kill you. Do you know who it is?"

The fat man had experienced a life-and-death moment, and his tailbone still had the lingering sound of sympathetic nerves. He took several deep breaths and tried to calm his head.

She did not answer Qiao Nian's question, but asked vigilantly: "Who are you? Do I know you?"

"No." The girl answered straightforwardly.

She was so straightforward that the man, who was already full of vigilance, was stunned for a second, and then he frowned after realizing it, before he asked.

Qiao Nian said concisely: "But we will know each other soon."

"?" As a well-known tycoon in Los Angeles, the accident that happened this morning was exciting enough to make up for his boredom for a year.

"Janan Austin, shall we talk?"

"I am very grateful for your help, but you also saw me. My arm is injured. I have to go to the hospital to treat the injury."

He had a pair of gray eyes on his fat face. Under the pressure of bloated fat, the eyes were not turbid, but very smart and cunning.

"You can leave me a contact number, and I will contact you after I recover from my injuries."

This actually means rejection.

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He sensed the danger that the woman in front of him would bring, and rejected the danger and changes in advance, choosing to refuse to listen from the beginning.

But Qiao Nian came prepared, so how could he give him a chance to reject himself.

"Someone posted your photo on the black web and offered a reward of 300 bitcoins for your life. Today's assassination is not the first and will not be the last."