But at this moment, a man's voice with a hint of smile rang in her ears: "You actually chased me for more than two hundred kilometers. Can you give me a reason?"
The girl's expression changed, and she suddenly turned her head and looked back. She saw that Zhuo Yifan's car had parked five meters behind her own car at some point. When she parked her car just now, she didn't even turn around.
I saw it in the rearview mirror. Could it be that he followed me after I got out of the car?
Zhuo Yifan was leaning against the door of the BMW at this time, looking at the girl with a smile on his face, as if waiting for his answer.
Seeing the smile in Zhuo Yifan's eyes, the girl's expression suddenly darkened, and she couldn't help but snorted: "You are quite capable, but the game is not over yet!"
"Oh? How did you say this?" Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and looked at the girl in surprise.[
"You'll know soon!" The slightly angry look on the girl's face disappeared and was replaced by a confident smile. But her smile didn't matter. The men on the road on both sides immediately widened their eyes and almost cried.
All over the place, there is a trend of becoming more and more widespread.
Zhuo Yifan's heart moved, and his expression suddenly sank. He thought he had successfully gotten rid of this girl, and even killed a carbine, catching her off guard. Unexpectedly, he was surrounded by the other party! He sighed in frustration.
After all, I still underestimated the enemy too much!
Twenty meters behind Zhuo Yifan is a crossroads. Seventy or eighty meters ahead is a second crossroads. In just this one hundred-meter-long street, eight late-stage innate masters appeared at the same time!
Is this too exaggerated? The other party actually arranged so many people to surround him. It seems that he was prepared this time! The eight innate late-stage masters are really an unexpected surprise!
"It seems that I really underestimated you! But there are only eight of them, and it seems that they can't make it. What's more important is that you, a girl with a pitifully low force value, aren't you a very good hostage?" Zhuo Yi
As soon as Fan finished speaking, his figure flashed and shot towards the girl.
There was a sneer in the girl's eyes. As early as when Zhuo Yifan said these words, she already knew what Zhuo Yifan was planning! The next second, Zhuo Yifan restrained his throat.
But he didn't even blink his eyelids, and instead showed an inexplicable smile at the corner of his mouth, as if the conspiracy had succeeded.
"How's it going? With you in hand, I believe your companions won't dare to take action, right?" Zhuo Yifan asked, breathing hot air into the girl's ear.
"Do you think you have won?" The girl snorted coldly with a trace of disdain on her face.
"I didn't say that!" Zhuo Yifan said with a chuckle: "At least you are in my hands, so your companions can't dare to act rashly! I'm driving you away now, will they dare to do anything?"
I don’t know whether it’s because Zhuo Yifan’s male instinct is too sharp or because the girl’s figure is too hot. Zhuo Yifan and the girl happened to be maintaining an extremely ambiguous posture at this time. Their bodies fit together almost seamlessly.
When they got together, many of the men present were envious and jealous. At the same time, they secretly sighed in their hearts that all the good cabbage was given to pigs! Who doesn't hope that the man holding that girl's arms at this moment will be him? Just looking at it
That girl's S-shaped hot figure makes some men have a shameful chemical reaction!