The people in the base were afraid that Song Yiqing would run away, and they were worried about their own lives.

For a while, I was in a dilemma.

Song Yiqing and Fang Huaian seized the opportunity and ran in the direction of the exit.

Someone wondered, "What kind of pistol is her?" Why do I run out of bullets all the time? ”

"I don't know! Grab it and check it out! Let's go together! ”

At the same time, several cars stopped not far from the entrance of the base, and the group quickly got out of the car, moving swiftly and without dragging mud and water.

Someone shouted: "Everyone rush, snatch the gun from her hand and capture the two of them alive!" Mr. Gong Er, there are many rewards. ”

Everyone looked towards the source of the sound and saw the small silver pistol in Song Yiqing's hand.

They've suffered a big loss on this pistol!

Another wave of people, rushing up.

Song Yiqing and Fang Huai'an gradually narrowed the distance between them and them, and if they continued like this, they almost reached the level of hand-to-hand combat.

No matter how fast Song Yiqing shoots, he can't resist the menacing opponent.

They rushed up like crazy, some pulled, some slapped hard.

Song Yiqing's hand slipped accidentally, and the silver pistol fell to the ground, and she didn't have any chance to pick it up again.

The other party quickly noticed that someone wanted to pick up the gun and hold it in their hands, but they didn't expect such a light women's pistol to be so powerful.

The leader here shouted, "Give me the money." ”

The pistol passed through layers and was handed over to the man.

Song Yiqing was anxious, such a powerful thing. It cost her so many points that she couldn't fall into the hands of the enemy.

"Fusu, Fusu, the pistol was snatched away by someone else, you quickly think of a way!"

"Host, don't worry, if the pistol is not in your possession, it will be automatically destroyed."

Song Yiqing's heart relaxed, she and Fang Huai'an. Still on the way to escape.

Someone next to him suddenly said, "Quickly hand over the gun to Mr. Miyaji." ”

Although the leader is reluctant to hand over the good things that have just arrived, there is nothing he can do.

They quickened their pace, trying to stop Song Yiqing and Fang Huai'an before they left.

But after only a few steps, the silver pistol suddenly disappeared.

Everyone was stunned. What is this operation?

The pistol that was still in my hand just now was gone.

The crowd rubbed their eyes and watched in disbelief, as the pistol vanished into thin air.

The leader dragged a man over: "Did you just see clearly?" ”

The man did not dare to reply, "No." ”

"Waste." He dragged another person: "Did you just see clearly?" ”

He stammered, his voice tinged with fear: "Look, see clearly." ”

"Where's the pistol?"

"Gone."

It turned out that it wasn't his eyes that were spent, but that the pistol really disappeared.

How is this possible? This is counterintuitive.

But this is not the time for shock, they have more important things to do.

"Leave that alone! Hurry up and stop Fang Huai'an and that person, if the two of them run away, we will all be unable to eat and walk around. ”

They had already informed Mr. Gong Er that they were on their way back, and the time was almost up.

Song Yiqing saw that the exit was in front of her, and the people behind were still chasing after her.

"Let's hurry up, we're going to get out soon."

As soon as she finished speaking, the direction of the exit was suddenly opened.

The group entered the base through the exit and watched them from the high staircase.

Mr. Miyaji is back!

His face was gloomy, and a dark cloud had condensed.

"Mr. Fang is so capable, I didn't expect to be run by you twice in one night. Heh~"

The base is his secret and his pride all along.

No one has ever been able to get out of here alive, not even to escape.

His bottom line was rubbed repeatedly by Fang Huai'an, and he was unhappy in his heart.

Seeing that the two of them are caught in a dilemma of being caught between two sides. Fang Huai'an and Song Yiqing nodded silently.

The two of them were prepared for the worst, and if they couldn't do it, they would die with them.

"Mr. Gong Er is also a good skill, and he can build such a big place in the suburbs to do bad things."

Mr. Gong Er raised his eyebrows: "It's my honor to be recognized by Mr. Fang. ”

He looked to the side along Fang Huai'an's position, and the petite figure was a little familiar.

Mr. Gong Er and Song Yiqing have met, and he came to her to talk about business, but it didn't work out.

"If I'm not mistaken, Miss Song is here too?"

Song Yiqing unbuttoned her hat: "Mr. Gong Er, long time no see." ”

"It's you."

He laughed out loud twice, and there was nowhere to find him when he stepped on the iron shoes, and he had to waste all his work.

He even sent someone to arrest her! Unexpectedly, she sent it to the door herself.

"Miss Song is really caring, she saved me the time and energy to let people catch you, and ran over by herself."

"Oh? I wonder what Mr. Miyaji is looking for me? ”

Song Yiqing looked defensively to the left and then to the right.

They were in the middle of the stairs, with the blocked entrance of Mr. Miyaji on the left and a group of people on the right.

"I appreciate Mr. Fang. But Mr. Fang is not willing to use me, I want to see if Mr. Fang will agree if I hold you in my hand. ”

"It is said that heroes are sad to pass the beauty level, I want to see if Fang Huaian can pass the Miss Song level."

Song Yiqing sneered, wanting to take her hostage and coerce Fang Huai'an, but his abacus crackled.

It's a pity that she would rather be broken than broken.

In case she became a hostage and asked Fang Huaian to do something he didn't like, then she would rather kill herself.

"You're thinking too much, I'm not going to give you this chance at all."

Mr. Miyaji walked slowly down from the bottom of the stairs, and the sound of crackling footsteps was particularly harsh in the dreary environment.

"You two don't be so confused! What I can give to the two of you is certainly a lot more than the two of you can earn. ”

Song Yiqing is not short of money, and Fang Huaian is not interested in money. His lure had no effect at all.

But in order to delay time, Song Yiqing had to make a false deal with him.

"How much can Mr. Miyaji give?"

He used his fingers to make a one.

"A million?"

Song Yiqing's eyes widened as she pretended to be moved, and Fang Huai'an was worried that she was really on his lips and pulled her sleeve.

Her small hand took his big hand behind her back, and gently scratched his palm twice to calm him down.

"No, ten million."

That's a number that almost no one can refuse.

The corners of Song Yiqing's mouth twitched, she always thought that Fang Huaian was very powerful.

But I never thought he would have such a big financial value.

She leaned close to Fang Huai'an's ear: "Or, let's think about it?" ”

Fang Jinnian glared at her silently, his attitude was unquestionable.

Don't say give him 10 million, even if you give him a mountain of gold, he will not be in the same league as him.

Song Yiqing pouted: "I'm kidding." ”