Then, as if he had seen something, he hurriedly urged: "Drive quickly, otherwise it will be too late in a while." The old man continued to walk behind the car.

Joan had a serious look on her face, and she could see that the old man was not simple, because there was a group of people dressed in black who were walking towards their bus.

About ten people, one in action, one in clothing.

Looks like a professional killer.

Joan didn't want to be nosy, but it was a matter of human life, and she couldn't sit idly by.

So she bent down and pulled out a pair of sunglasses from her bag and put them on.

"Get down on your stomach." When Qiao An spoke, the person had already got up from the chair, walked quickly to the old man's side, and pressed his straight body down: "Old man, don't stand so high, this is too attention-grabbing." ”

Joan smiled slightly.

"Bumper."

As soon as her words fell, several gunshots rang out outside.

"All the people here, including those in the car, all of them got out of the car with their heads in their hands and squatted."

The gangsters roared, and as the gunshots flashed, there were all sorts of screams.

In today's prosperous world, no one thought that one day they would hear this kind of murderous sound.

Scared and wanted to run away.

"Bump."

As the gunshots rang out again, the noise around them gradually quieted down.

Joan saw through the crack in the door of the bus that two people were lying in a pool of blood outside.

Tsk, this is troublesome, it seems that these people are really some foreign professional killers.

I listened to their accents just now, but I didn't hear them.

Joan frowned, thinking about countermeasures.

At this time, the people in the car stood up and got out of the car one after another with their heads in their hands.

The old man glanced at Qiao An, "Little baby, if you can protect me today, I will promise you three requests in the future." ”

A gentle voice rings in my ears.

Qiao An raised his head to meet the old man's eyes, but when these eyes looked at her, for some reason, Qiao An suddenly thought of Lu Jianchen's man.

Because she felt that the eyes of the two men were very similar.

"Okay, but you have to talk the talk."

Joan smiled and spoke, originally she wanted to mediate the atmosphere of the scene.

After all, it is now more than three o'clock in the afternoon, and there are not many pedestrians on the road, but these people are obviously habitual offenders abroad, and their strength is not weak.

With one dozen ten, the other party has a gun in his hand, and Joan is really not sure, so he can only give it a try.

She reached out and took out her cosmetics and seriously lit them on the old man's face.

As there are fewer and fewer people in the car, time is getting tighter.

The bandits outside the car kept shouting.

Joan changed his face for a moment, then reached out and took off his coat and underwear: "These two clothes are combined, and I will make you a dress." ”

Soon the two clothes were in Qiao An's hands, and she was only seen folding and folding, and after a while, the two clothes became completely different clothes.

When it was over, all the people in the car had gotten out of the car, and she was the only one left.

Joan tore off the hem of her white skirt and tied it into a tie for the old man to wear, then broke off the lipstick and put it in the lotion, which soon turned into red water.

Joan poured blood-like water directly on the old man's white hair.

"That's it, you go down first, and I'll come up too."

After dealing with it, the old man changed from a normal scripture just now to the kind of post-90s killer Matt.

After the old man slowly got out of the car, Joan reached out to untie her hair, grabbed it messily and messily, and applied green and purple eyeshadow to herself.

Before the old man could get out of the car, Joan immediately followed.

"Grandpa, you wait for me, I'm afraid."

As he spoke, he chased after him and helped the old man in front of him.

Several people in black took a look, and what came down was a pair of old, weak, sick and disabled, and their expressions were much more relaxed than before.

"Come over here and squat."

The two of them were arranged by a tall man in black to squat on the outermost.

At this time, the movement here was a bit loud, but because everyone couldn't call the police, the police didn't notice the situation here for a while.

"We're looking for this old man, and which of you saw where he went?"

The man in black with Scar pulled out a photograph from his arms.

In the photo is an old man in a high-end suit, and the crowd in the car just now immediately recognized that the old man was still in the car just now.

"Ah, I just saw him." A young man who couldn't hold his breath stood up excitedly: "If I tell you where he is, can you put me home?" ”

The young man hadn't noticed that he was talking to the killer, so he seemed a little calm.

"Bump"

The other party didn't say a word, and directly gave him a shot in the foot.

"Ahh

"None of you are qualified to discuss it with us."

"The last president of the Lu Group, the head of the Lu family, Lu Jianchen's grandfather, 80 this year, was a special soldier before starting a business, with outstanding ability and all-round." Qiao An got up, put her hands around her chest and looked directly at the arrogant man just now: "It's just that I'm a little surprised, why did your Nighthawk Hunting Team appear in my country?" ”

The situation has changed in front of him, and just now Qiao An sent a short message to Lu Jianchen asking for help, and attached the address.

If the others confess the words of the old man, it will be over.

If she didn't confess, she was afraid that someone would continue to be hurt, so she had to come forward.

"Who are you? Why do you know about us? The scar man was very surprised, and stared at Joan motionlessly with a hint of inquiry, trying to see some information from her.

The other ten men in black were also very surprised, they didn't miss a meeting here, and they didn't do much, and once they did, they were basically assassinated in the dark.

It's just that this assassination mission is cunning and consumes a lot of their time, and if it drags on until the evening, it will already exceed the entrusted time, so the mission will be considered a failure.

"Let everyone here go, and we will have the qualifications for dialogue." Qiao An didn't bird the person, but turned his back to them: "The other thing is, if you dare to touch a person here again, you will definitely regret it." ”

Maybe it's because Joan is pretending to be a little big, or maybe it's because she's small and a woman, when she said this, everyone present laughed, except for the uncle who was squatting next to Joan.

Because he is the person in the photo just now, and he is also Lu Jianchen's grandfather - Lu Zhen.

Joann......