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Yan Songjie felt remorse in his heart, his face changed drastically, and he did not arrange for someone to protect Han Zhimei: "How much is this jar worth?" At the moment, he could only use the strategy of delaying the army, and then act at the opportunity: "How much money you say, I will compensate you." ”

Bi Hu had slightly long hair, two mustaches, a lewd face with sharp-beaked monkey cheeks, and a pair of rat eyes dripping and replied: "A thousand-year-old antique! Qin Shi Huang's pickle jar, a little trick! Can you afford to pay for it?"

"Even if it's a 10,000-year-old antique, there has to be a price. Yan Songjie was also observing the surrounding situation, and deliberately looked anxious: "Hurry up, quote a price, I will have someone send you money, otherwise we will be late for school." ”

"A million! worth a million, it scares you to death if you say it. Bi Hu replied disdainfully, their goal is one million, and I believe that this little kid will definitely not be able to take out one million.

"A million! You're sure it's not a hundred. Yan Songjie was stunned, feeling that the price was too high, could it be an error unit, and regarded 10,000 yuan as a block: "Do you see that our two students look like they have a million? Not even a hundred yuan."

"The poor student will die! It's not for you to pay!" Bi Hu slashed Yan Songjie away, his fingers tightly gripping the corners of Han Zhimei's pants.

Yan Songjie couldn't help but feel a cool breath in his heart, and suddenly realized that their target was not Han Zhimei but Han Zhizhi. Since the death of the million amount of money, how can it be resigned, Han Zhimei's personal safety has become a big problem.

The four tyrants forcibly took Han Zhimei hostage under the pretext of touching porcelain, and the dagger was definitely with him, and he didn't know if he was carrying a gun. Use internal strength to fight and flip, but unfortunately I haven't practiced empty-handed into the white blade, so it seems that I have to find an opportunity to practice.

You can only surprise and attack it unprepared. Leave first, hit them with a car!No, he will have to sit through the prison himself.

This Brother Zhao is not in Jiangpu, and Zhang Yongjun is definitely not good.

Forget it! Let's get over the difficulties in front of us.

"Since I didn't touch it, I'll go first, and I'll be late for school. Yan Songjie deliberately left Han Zhimei alone, so that the four tyrants under the white sky relaxed their vigilance.

I took out a watch from my pocket, this watch, but it tracked the locator.

"Meizi, this is your watch, pay attention to the time, don't be late for class. Yan Songjie's face was full of pampering, and he personally brought the watch to Han Zhimei.

"Come on, let my brother kiss me, don't let my brother wait too long. Another bear hugged Han Zhimei, panting and kissing her ear.

Han Zhimei's pretty face became irritated, and she whispered in a red face: "Brother, what are these people staring at?"

"Now junior high school students are so open, and they kiss in front of others?" The four tyrants under the white sun also saw it for the first time, staring at Yan Songjie and Han Zhimei kissing with wide eyes, and roared angrily: "Good cabbage, all of them have been arched off by pigs." ”

Yan Songjie's kiss is fake, and whispering is true. After listening to Yan Songjie's quick words, Han Zhimei was dumbfounded, and her back was cold: "These bad guys are actually here to kidnap themselves." ”

Seeing that Yan Songjie disappeared after turning, the four tyrants under the white sky breathed a sigh of relief, and it was easier to deal with a little girl with the strength of the four of them.

"Come with us to the Public Security Bureau!" one of them, wearing a police uniform, said Zhou Buquan, a fake police officer, and pulled Han Zhimei with his hands.

"Wait, I don't have any money on me!" I immediately called my sister to send me the money. I'll look for the phone book first, and my sister's number is on it. After staying with Song Jie for a long time, Han Zhimei's lies came easily, deliberately took off her backpack, and pretended to rummage around.

The electric shock rod was also secretly buckled from the schoolbag, waiting for the hero of the world to pick her up.

Wang Xiaohui rode a black Jialing light ride and approached with smoke. When I turned the corner, I saw Yan Songjie alone, standing at the turn of the road and almost getting on the fence.

At the critical moment, he hurriedly beat the faucet of the Jialing light bicycle and bypassed Yan Songjie, who had his eyes closed. The more Wang Xiaohui thought about it, the more European he became, turned the front of the car, and was about to scold Yan Songjie: "Good dogs don't get in the way!"

With a "cave pass", a huge black shadow fell from the sky.

A huge white SUV car was in front of Wang Xiaohui, and with a bang, Wang Xiaohui turned the dragon head out of instinct, and Jialing rode lightly with people and cars, and planted one head into the big gutter on the side of the road, and the other face was rotten and muddy, and his nose and eyes were swollen. The head of the plane was also soaked in the water of the Tuojiang River in the gutter and softened.

At this time, Yan Songjie opened his eyes and directly opened the car door, not knowing that he had just accidentally injured Wang Xiaohui.

It is a keyless start car with a key fob in the pocket that automatically opens or closes the doors. Remote control key, ten meters away from the car, the car will automatically turn off.

Get into the car and put your right foot on the brake, press the start button, start the car, and drive towards Han Zhimei at a high speed.

Yan Songjie drove a white SUV frantically, quickly swept out rows of car shadows, his chest was more remorse and worry than the roaring and piercing engine sound, and he secretly prayed in his heart that the white scare four tyrants should not bring guns, otherwise their lives would be lost.

"Little three! Boss Bai saw that there was a high-speed car Bai Xiaosan crashing, and hurriedly shouted.

Bai Xiaosan was suddenly scared half to death! He crawled and rolled towards the side of the road.

"Squeak squeak!" brakes suddenly, reverses sharply, and reverses sharply.

He accelerated and crashed into Zhou Buquan, who was wearing a police uniform, "The car driven by a nervous person!" Seeing the car accelerate and crash over, Zhou Buquan was half frightened to death!

"Squeak squeak!" brakes suddenly, reverses sharply, and reverses sharply.

He accelerated and crashed into Bai Hope, "You are a nervous disorder!" It was a car, and it slammed into it like a nervous disorder, and Bai Hope was scared half to death! Without even thinking about it, he even rolled towards the side of the road.

"Squeak squeak!" brakes suddenly, reverses sharply, and reverses sharply.

Yan Songjie was full of hatred, and he violently accelerated and crashed into Bi Hu beside Han Zhimei, "It's definitely a neuresis that ran out with Jiacang!" Bi Hu was half frightened to death!

"Hurry, get in the car!" Yan Songjie hurriedly shouted to Han Zhimei.

Han Zhimei nervously shook and ran towards the car door with an electric shock baton, Zhong Wuyi saw that he was rolling over from the side of the road, and grabbed Han Zhimei's calf with both hands.

Han Zhimei's brain was blank, and she didn't think about stabbing it directly with an electric baton: "Zizizi! Zhong Wuyi was electrocuted to death, and he convulsed.

"Get in the car!" Yan Songjie opened the co-pilot door and pulled Han Zhimei's left hand, and Han Zhimei stepped into the co-pilot cab with one left foot.

Zhou Buquan, who was wearing a police uniform, also rolled over from the side of the road, and grabbed Han Zhimei's right calf tightly with both hands.

"Woo woo woo!" Yan Songjie couldn't stop, turned his heart sideways, accelerated and drove forward, dragging Zhou Buquan all the way.

dragged Zhou Buquan so that his clothes were all pulled and sparse, and his flesh and blood were blurred, but his hands were not lost, and he grabbed Han Zhimei's right calf tightly.

Yan Songjie drove with his left hand, and pulled Han Zhimei's left hand with his right hand, very anxious, and saw Bai Hope and Bi Hu chasing after him in the rearview mirror.