And the man, with an indifferent expression, looked like he had never done such a thing.

Ye Zhenzhen had already seen the killing intent flashing in his eyes.

"There's a camera here, you're not afraid of being photographed?"

Ye Zhenzhen's calves trembled a little, but he still tried to straighten his back and speak to him. She knew that he hated weak and incompetent people the most, so she could only prove that she was not an incompetent person who would be stupid when she was scared.

"And if there's a shooting here, what happens to you will be affected as well! I don't ask for much, I just want someone to open the car door for me!"

"I said, that's none of my business!"

The man looked at the girl in front of him, he shouldn't have had any contact with her. However, these dark but stubborn eyes look somewhat familiar.

The gun was not put away, still aimed at her eyebrows.

The words of warning were even more cold and domineering: "Since you know my identity, I advise you not to do much, otherwise I really don't guarantee that I will kill you first and then leave!"

This sentence, with that thick anger, seems to be done as long as he says it!

Seeing that the face of the girl in front of him finally turned pale, he put away the gun and prepared to leave.

Ye Zhenzhen hesitated for a moment, looked at the car window and was about to roll it up, and then shouted loudly: "Ye Rin, if you leave like this, you will definitely regret it!"

The upward rolling window suddenly stopped, and even the air seemed to freeze.

"Are you looking for death?!"

The man sitting inside, his eyes were like knives, and he stabbed at Ye Zhenzhen sharply, which was a kind of gaze that made people feel frightened.

The air seemed to drop to zero degrees all at once.

Ye Zhenzhen clenched her fists tightly, as if she didn't tense her whole body like this, her whole body would be shaky. She even saw his arm move slightly, as if he was about to raise his gun again.

But I only have such an opportunity now, so I must not let it go. This national highway to the dock, there will never be such a convoy again, and it is possible to help her.

Time is not enough!

"Your brother, he's on that overturned Maybach, doesn't this have anything to do with you?" Ye Zhenzhen seemed to be shouting with all her strength, her eyes staring at Ye Rin deadly.

As far as she knew, Yosen was his only weakness, and there was absolutely no way to let it go.

If it weren't for the car accident when Yomori died in the explosion, there would not have been the torture and revenge he had for her later.

"Do you know Sen?"

Ye Rin's eyebrows frowned, and his voice seemed to be a little loose, but his eyes were still like sharp blades, and he didn't seem to believe Ye Zhenzhen's words.

"Da Shao, don't be deceived by this girl!" A voice came from the front seat of the car, which sounded like the person who was talking to the driver of the head car on the walkie-talkie before.

"Isn't it a lie, don't you know if you go to see it? Anyway, those two cars are there, and they can't run away at all!" Ye Zhenzhen is afraid that the current situation will fall short, after all, in her memory, the thing they are going to do today is very important, and there is not much time to delay here with her!

"If you want to go and see it, I'll go, don't let me find out that you are a liar!" The Bentley co-pilot's door suddenly opened, and a man in the same black suit walked down, with short hair and sharp eyes, looking at Ye Zhenzhen with absolute hostility.

Ye Zhenzhen couldn't help but be stunned, she had seen him, although it was just a posthumous portrait, she was deeply impressed.

It was the day of Yomori's death, and she was taken to the pagoda circle for the first time, and was forced to kneel under the statue of Yomori.

Above the shrine of the night forest is his father, Ye Haitian. Below, is this man named Uncle Bing.

After the memorial service, Ye Rin burned a stack of photos in front of Uncle Bing's shrine, and one of them once flew out of the brazier and was caught by her before it was burned out, it was a boy, and his death was terrifying.

And the voice of the night above his head was even more gloomy than the photo: "Uncle Bing, your family has already sent them on the road." Don't think it's safe to hide in Africa, they'll tell you what the price of betrayal is!"

"You like the gift I gave you, every year I will remind you that if you are born, no one will die, and if you die, no one will worship!"