Ye Wangchuan stepped on the accelerator and ran over, directly breaking up the teams blocking the entrance of the old house.
He stared at Ji Nan's position at the door, his eyes unblinking, his slender fingers operating the steering wheel, not looking at the people dodging at all.
At that heart-pounding moment when the gun was fired, the black off-road vehicle completed a beautiful 180° turn and braked, taking advantage of the friction of the tires to dodge perfectly in front of Ji Nan.
Almost at the same time, the car door close to where Qin Si was sitting shook. He lowered his head and saw the vortex of bullets at the door, and broke into a cold sweat.
Damn, Mr. Wang is risking his life!
The key is to play with his life~it scared him to death. Qiao Nian was not idle either. When the car suddenly swerved and the people in the car were swaying and couldn't sit still, she raised her hand to lower the brim of her hat, her eyes dark.
Aiming at the wrist of the person holding the gun, white smoke comes out of the muzzle of the miniature pistol in his hand, and the bullets fire
go out.
"Ah!" The man cried out in pain.
He was hit in the hand holding the gun, and the gun in his hand fell to the ground without a chance to fire a second shot.
Qiao Nian unbuckled her seatbelt, held the gun and pushed the door to get out of the car. The pullover and sweatshirt she wore on her body made her feel arrogant and willful.
Even if she was standing there alone, it was astonishing for her to stand up with the aura of thousands of troops.
"Who wants to try?"
The whole place was quiet.
As soon as Qin Si recovered from the bullet that almost penetrated the car body, he saw the girl shooting and getting out of the car in one go.
He couldn't help but smack his lips and his eyes were shining: "Damn, Sister Qiao is so handsome!"
It's not just him.
Even Bo Jingxing saw Qiao Nian's clean shot and got out of the car without saying a word. He couldn't help but look at her a few more times and said politely: "Well, no wonder Mr. Wan likes her."
Good love is never about accommodation, but about harmony.
Qiao Nian ignored the chat between the two people in the car and raised her eyes to scan the whole place. She still looked at everyone with a cold face and her eyes had an aggressive spirit.
She raised her red lips and said coldly and dryly: "I said, who else wants to make trouble? I'm here now. Anyone who doesn't accept it can talk to me."
"I'll stay with you until the end!"
In the crowd, someone recognized her.
"Qiao, Qiao Nian?"
As soon as the name came out.
Many people were in an uproar——
"Is it her? She is Qiao Nian, Feng Yu's heir from the First Research Institute."
"Didn't she refuse to go back to Ji's house? Why did she come here?"
"Why is she here…"
The girl ignored the heated discussions, leaned against the car, lowered her head, took out a silver lighter from her pocket and held it for a while.
No one came forward.
The ends of her eyes were slightly raised, and they were quite beautiful, but they were too arrogant and surly: "No one stood up, right?"
The whole place fell silent again.
Most of the people present had heard rumors about her.
A year ago, everyone didn't take this person from outside seriously. After Ji Ziyin's tragic failure, many people knew that she was not easy to mess with.
The forces behind it are very complex.
It can be related to illegal areas, F continent and other places.
This is very scary.
After all, Qiao Nian is only twenty years old. At this age, he has an unfathomable background. He is ruthless and powerful. Who dares to provoke him?
Seeing that no one said anything, Qiao Nian pointed at the man who was covering his hands and wailing on the ground.
"Which of you is he?"
Everyone's eyes fell on the tattooed man. The tattooed man felt a chill in his back and had to stand up: "He is from our third hall, but there is a misunderstanding... I don't know either."
Why he suddenly attacked Mr. Nan is definitely not what the hall master and I meant."