Chapter 495: Crown of the Night (33)

The police car surrounded the hospital tightly, and Mingshu and Yan Zhan were already sitting in the car at this time, passing by the police cars that kept whistling.

In the car, Yan Zhan couldn't help but ask, "What do you ask Liang Chen?" ”

Liang Chen finally gave her something, and during the whole process, Liang Chen and her didn't mention what they said.

Mingshu ate the potato chips and said vaguely, "Why should I tell you?" ”

Yan Zhan took a deep breath, "You're good-looking. ”

Isn't it just to praise her?

No big deal.

Steady! Lao Tzu can win!

Mingshu choked, she couldn't argue that she wasn't good-looking.

After a while, Mingshu stuffed the things in his pocket into his hand, very disgusted, "I don't know what to grab from the garbage you are looking for." ”

Yan Zhan: "......" the garbage they are looking for? Litter?

Yan Zhan had a USB flash drive in his hand, and the cold metal was attached to his fingertips, this thing, wouldn't it be ......

He took the spare notebook from the car, plugged in the USB flash drive, and made sure that the contents were what he thought, and he was a little speechless.

It's just speechless.

No words can express his current mood.

Does she know how many people out there are looking for this thing?

She even said it was rubbish......

Yan Zhan closed the notebook for a while, "You gave it to me?" ”

Mingshu exaggerated his face, "You want garbage too?" ”

Yan Zhan suddenly softened, "You gave it, even if it's garbage, I like it." ”

Lao Tzu is disgusting and can't kill you!

Mingshu sighed twice and continued to eat potato chips, "Yan Ye's hobby is special. ”

didn't feel so disgusting that Mingshu made himself disgusted first, and he was deducted points, which was a good loss.

Liang Chen must be killed, and the points for completing a task are also very objective, which is enough for him to collapse for a while.

"Uncle should want this too, you won't give it to him?"

"I don't want my dad to be hunted down."

Yan Zhan: "......" feelings, are you willing to be hunted down and killed? The saying that a woman's heart is the most vicious is true!

Bang –

The car was suddenly hit, and the potato chips in Mingshu's hand almost flew out, but she quickly covered them to prevent the potato chips from spilling.

MMP which two hundred and five want to murder my snacks again.

Bang –

The tires crunched sharply against the ground, and the two cars on the left and right kept striking their car.

Someone in the car on the right popped out of the window, Yan Zhan pounced on Mingshu, the gun rang out, and the bullet hit the window, but the window did not react, and the bullet was bounced back instead, hitting the person driving in front of him.

The car loses control and hits the car next to it.

Mingshu broke free from Yan Zhan's arms, took care of his snacks, and looked at him with a smile, "Mr. Yan, don't take advantage of me if it's okay." ”

Yan Zhan: "......"

Is the glass of her car bulletproof?

That's not what is written in the MMP script!!

The green-haired car was behind, and at this time they had already caught up, and several cars were speeding on the road, causing a lot of riots, and the owners of the extremely poor cars even rear-ended directly.

"Drive where no one is."

"Yes."

The car that hit them may have found that the bullet could not help the window, and then switched to the tires, but the tires were obviously also specially made, and the bullets could not penetrate at all, but they made the body shake a few times.

There were fewer cars on the road, and the other party was obviously in a hurry, but they were not in a hurry to retreat, forming a stalemate with them.

Mingshu frowned.

"They're controlling the route." Yan Zhan had regained his composure.

Every time they get to a fork in the road, they will suddenly lean over and make it impossible for the driver to turn or go straight.

There are fewer and fewer cars on the road, and by the end of the day, there are no cars in sight.

Mingshu turned around, and the green-haired car was stuck behind them, some distance.

When they left the hospital, they were targeted by these people, maybe they suspected that they had asked something from Liang Chen, anyway, there was no way to be good now.

Since there is no way to be good, then - eat snacks to suppress the shock.

Yan Zhan saw that Mingshu was not in a hurry at all, and he didn't know what expression to put on, "Aren't you worried?" ”

"Worried about what?" Mingshu glanced at the snack and suddenly said, "It's time to worry." ”

It's kind of saved.

Mingshu was melancholy, and his tone was melodious, "The snacks are about to run out." ”

Yan Zhan: "......" Where's my knife!

There was a fork in the road ahead, and the car that caught them suddenly began to hit them again, and the driver accelerated his speed in order to get rid of them, and when Yan Zhan found that there was a car in front of him, it was already late, and the driver couldn't stop the car.

The big truck ran over it, and the sound of glass shattering was very clear.

Yan Zhan didn't have time to catch Mingshu, but he felt her lunge towards him, and the splashed glass seemed to slow down.

All this was only in an instant, and when the aftermath in his ears dissipated, his vision gradually became clearer.

"You're not dead, are you?"

A familiar voice sounded in Yan Zhan's ears, and he looked up and saw Mingshu hugging him, one hand still clutching the potato chips.

Mingshu took him away from his arms, and seeing that Yan Zhan's expression was a little sluggish, Mingshu leaned over and kissed him, "Scared by the car accident, are you a man?" ”

"Am I a man, don't you know it?" Yan Zhan's retort.

"I really have a deep understanding." I remember the events of that night clearly.

Yan Zhan's face changed slightly.

Mingshu smiled and patted off the broken glass on his body, picked up a ball of colorful things next to him and stuffed it into his pocket, and first sent a text message on his mobile phone, Yan Zhan didn't see what she sent.

Mingshu finished sending a text message, recorded it clearly, and pushed open the deformed car door and went down.

The door on Yan Zhan's side couldn't be opened, so he could only get out of the car from Mingshu's side.

Mingshu stood outside the car door and held out his hand to him with a smile.

Yan Zhan hesitated, put his hand in, and came out with her strength.

Outside, they were surrounded by men, and they were surrounded by black muzzles.

Greenhair's convoy is gradually approaching, but now that Mingshu is standing in their encirclement, Greenhair and the others dare not move.

The people who intercepted them were not at all afraid that the green-haired ones would rush up, after all, now they occupy sovereignty.

The middle-aged man in the lead stepped forward, although his words were polite, but his tone was not very polite, "Miss Wen, Master Yan, I am offended." ”

Mingshu smiled, and there seemed to be a swaying of water in his dark and bright eyes, Yingying was moving, "If you want me to forgive you, it's okay, do you have snacks?" ”

Everyone: What is the "......"?

I've heard of people asking them for money and guns, but I've never heard of them asking for snacks.

And in such a situation, everyone knew that it was just a polite remark, and she dared to take it.

How do they take this speech?

Mingshu raised his eyebrows, "What, you can't even afford snacks?" Then you learn from others to play what kind of black and astringent boss will be the boss, today's young people are so impetuous, they can't hold their breath at all. I want to ...... back then"

Everyone: "......" wanted to fart back then, it was a question of whether you had half of their military brother at your age, and you dared to say that you wanted to think about it back then.

Mingshu boasted about the great achievements of the on-site editing, and the conversation changed, "So, do you give snacks or not?" ”

The leader is called Brother Jun, he puts his hands in front of him, and his body stands straight, this person looks like he has undergone strict training.

Brother Jun was still polite, and his tone was not polite at all, "Miss Wen, for the sake of unnecessary casualties, let your people withdraw." ”