"Whose head does it count if it's not yours?" Zhou Yaoyao pouted and said angrily.
"I owe a big bill of 500 million yuan. Is it possible that they still come to me? They must come to you, a fortune teller!"
"Isn't this impossible? I've only been here a few days?" Meng Yan immediately retorted.
Zhou Yaoyao was about to argue with Meng Yan when suddenly both of them felt the wheels slipping suddenly. Zhou Yaoyao stepped on the brakes and turned the steering wheel sharply in the opposite direction. Finally, after the Porsche spun a few times on the road, it hit the road head-on.
On the guardrail.
"Ahem, Miss Zhou, I knew that with your driving style, something would happen sooner or later." Meng Yan opened the door and staggered out of the seat. Although he was pulled by the seat belt and was not injured, this turn
A few laps really made my brain dizzy.
"The tire was punctured!" Zhou Yaoyao also got out of the driver's seat, but her symptoms were obviously much better than Meng Yan's.
"Don't move! Put down the gun!" A group of people suddenly jumped out of the surrounding grass and surrounded Meng Yan and Zhou Yaoyao.
Meng Yan glanced at the Porsche's tires, which were covered with nails.
"What do you want?" Meng Yan asked calmly in front of Zhou Yaoyao.
A blind man with a scar over his right eye came forward.
"It has nothing to do with you, come on brothers! The rough stone must be in their car!"
"Kill the men, cut off their heads and take them back, and tie the women back to make the brothers happy!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a bullet suddenly flew past him and went straight through his temple. Then a stream of blood mixed with minced meat flew out. The knife in his hand fell like a puddle of mud before he even lifted it up.
On the ground.
The lights suddenly brightened up, and several modified Humvees suddenly rushed in front of them with their high beams on. A familiar figure to Meng Yan got out of the car with a group of people holding assault rifles, pointing the black muzzle at them.
them.
"Get down all of them! Those who dare to move are thrown into the Yi River to feed the fish!" Nightingale ordered in a cold voice.
Seeing that these people had guns, how could the people who were causing trouble for Meng Yan dare to move? They immediately threw away the machetes in their hands and all fell to the ground.
Nightingale looked around, and then her eyes fell on Meng Yan.
"Meng Yan! Fortunately, I caught up." Nightingale walked over with a smile and naturally took Meng Yan's hand.
"Little Nightingale..., Nightingale, why are you here?" Meng Yan asked.
"Can't I be here?" Nightingale stretched out her hand and asked Meng Yan with a smile.
"Hand the things over."
"Something? What something?"
"Is there anything else? Do you have a waistband engraved with strange patterns on your hand?"
Seeing the smile on Nightingale's face, Meng Yan suddenly felt a chill running down his spine.
"How do you know?" Meng Yan took a step sideways and distanced himself from Nightingale.
This time Nightingale did not follow him, but stood there and continued to press Meng Yan.
"Don't ask about this, just hand it over immediately."
Immediately, after tying up the thieves who were chasing Meng Yan, Nightingale's followers turned their guns and pointed them at Meng Yan's head.
Meng Yan raised his hands above his head helplessly: "I can give that thing to you, but I just hope that Miss Nightingale can answer my question."
"How did you know I was here? And how did you know about the waistband?"
"If you have any clues, I hope you can tell me who these guys are who suddenly appear to hunt me down?"
Nightingale raised a finger and made a "shh" gesture in front of her lips.
"Mr. Meng, I don't have the authority to know these things. You will find out when you meet my boss."
"Who is your boss?" Meng Yan asked.
Nightingale shook her head: "This is also a secret, I can't tell you."
"You'll understand when you see it."
"I also hope that Mr. Meng can match..."
Before Nightingale finished speaking, Meng Yan suddenly turned behind Nightingale, grabbed her by the neck, and held her in front of him.
This is troublesome. Nightingale is also a member of the Li Jade Union. Could it be that her guess was right? The culprit who killed her grandfather was the big boss of the Li Jade Union?!
If this is the case, then there will definitely be no chance of death, and I must find a way to escape.
Meng Yan's thrusting movement caught Nightingale off guard. She felt his hand suddenly pinch her neck. Nightingale gave a sweet cry and immediately did not dare to move.
Seeing this, Nightingale's men suddenly raised their guns and pointed them at Meng Yan's head.
"Tell me Nightingale, who is your boss?" Meng Yan leaned close to Nightingale's ear and asked.
Nightingale quickly recovered from her panic and smiled slightly when faced with Meng Yan's question.
"I still say the same thing, Mr. Meng, you will know when you meet my boss."
"Please don't do anything stupid. We have no ill intentions towards you." Nightingale dissuaded.
At the same time, both of them heard the sound of bullets being loaded.
Meng Yan glanced at the dozen black muzzles in front of him pointing at his head, and smiled.
"Miss Nightingale, don't do anything stupid. I don't want to hurt you."
"Tell your men to throw away their guns and I will keep you safe."
Nightingale looked at her men and her tone returned to dignity.
"Listen to Mr. Meng and put down the gun."
"But Lord Nightingale, your safety..." The subordinates who heard Nightingale's order seemed to be hesitant, and one of the leaders said hesitantly.
Seeing that her subordinates did not obey the order, Nightingale's tone became a little more serious.
"I'm telling you, put down your guns!"
"Don't ask me to say it again, you know the consequences."
Several of his men swallowed and slowly placed the guns in their hands on the ground.
"Mr. Meng Yan, we have completed the process as per your request." Nightingale said to Meng Yan with a smile, regaining her charming tone.
"Don't do anything outrageous, I'll let you go immediately." Meng Yan held Nightingale's neck, slowly moved to the passenger seat of the Porsche, reached out and took out the one given to him by Bai Yufeng from the storage box in front of the car.
Mysterious box.
"Is this the box that contains the waist badge?" Nightingale exclaimed.
"it's beautiful."
Meng Yan didn't care what Nightingale said. He raised his head and said to his subordinates: "Drive one of your Hummers over right away and puncture all the other tires. I'll let your boss go."
After saying that, Meng Yan turned his head and looked at Zhou Yaoyao aside: "Miss Zhou, come with me."
However, Zhou Yaoyao seemed not to hear it and stood aside with a relaxed expression, as if what happened at the scene had nothing to do with her.