"Japan, cherry blossoms~~I'm here to see you~~~~~~" Xia Zhichun opened her arms as soon as she walked out of the airport.
Beautiful women tend to attract people's attention wherever they go, especially those like Xia Zhichun who are carefree and like to act in a high profile.
Three beauties, standing together, attract attention.
Along the way, it attracted a lot of people's attention, and the rate of return is explosive!
"Ah!" Suddenly, Mu Yixian screamed.
The small bag on my left wrist was snatched away.
"Stop!!" Mu Yixian subconsciously turned around and ran after the person in front of her who snatched her bag.
Xia Zhichun and Jiumei Luolan immediately chased after them quickly.
The gangster who snatched the bag was a veteran and had already prepared a van not far away. The gangster quickly got into the car and the van drove away.
"What's in the bag?" Jiumei Luolan noticed Mu Yixian's nervous look and concluded that there must be something very important to her in it.
"A photo of me and my parents." Mu Yixian's voice was trembling. It was the only photo of her and her parents. Don't throw it away.
Jiumei Luolan frowned slightly, and the van was already running farther and farther away. She turned around and gave Mu Yixian a firm look: "Write down the license plate number, trust me."
After finishing her words, Jiumei Luolan looked around. A Harley was coming towards her. She narrowed her eyes. When the Harley was about to approach her, she suddenly ran to the middle of the road.
With a sizzling sound, the car suddenly stopped in front of Jiumei Luolan. She had blond hair and dark green pupils. The owner of the Harley tilted his head and looked at the woman wearing a peaked cap in front of him.
"Borrow a car." Jiumei Luolan ignored what the owner of the car thought of her and climbed directly onto the back seat of the motorcycle. "Help me chase the van in front of me."
The blond man smiled evilly, stepped on the accelerator and chased the van. He drove very fast, and the strong wind blew against Jiumei Luolan's body, and the peaked cap on his head seemed to be unable to withstand the strong wind, brush~
~~ was blown away. At the same time that the long black hair fell down, Jiumei Luolan reached out to grab the peaked hat and buckled the hat around her waist.
The distance between the two cars is getting closer and closer.
"The trouble truck is approaching the van."
Harley slowly approached the van.
Jiumei Luolan raised her head and looked at the height of the van. Suddenly she stood up from the pedals of the motorcycle. With a light body jump, she grabbed the van, used her arms hard, and climbed onto the van at a very fast speed.
top.
Lying on the roof of the car, it seemed that the wind was getting stronger, and her soft hair had already been blown into pieces. "I borrowed something for use." Jiumei Luolan glanced at the blond man and climbed to the front of the roof of the car.
Stretch your hand to the car window.
The gangster in the car was shocked at first when he saw that hand, but he quickly calmed down. "Grandma, flip over the roof of my car? I'll knock you to death." The gangster in the car cursed lowly, stepped on the accelerator, and reached the bottom.
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The van drove faster and swayed from side to side, intending to throw the people on the roof off.
The few gangsters in the van proudly thought that they could take down the man above them. However, the evil smiles on their faces completely disappeared when they saw what the hand holding in front of the window was holding.
Got it
Jiumei Luolan's hand still fell in front of the window, and the muzzle of the black pistol in his hand was pointed at the glass.
‘Bang!’ With a loud noise, the van staggered into an alley.
The car stopped, and Jiumei Luolan sat as if nothing had happened. The peaked cap had returned to her head at some point. Her right hand was casually playing with the black pistol in her hand.
Except for the driver, the remaining gangsters in the van got out.
The blond man driving a Harley also followed and stopped next to the van.
Jiumei Luolan looked at the blond man and threw the pistol in his right hand towards the man. "Thank you for your things."
The blond man still kept a smile on his face, caught the pistol and put it back on his waist.
"Things, I'll give them back to you." A gangster threw the things he had just snatched from Mu Yixian on the roof of the car and ran away in a panic.
Jiumei Luolan picked up Mu Yixian's bag and jumped out of the van lightly.
The blond man's dark green eyes stayed on Jiumei Luolan's back for a few seconds. He looked at the bag in her hand and almost understood the matter. He turned his head and glanced at the van. In the van, the driver was lying on the ground.
On the steering wheel.
Confused, he walked to the window of the van. He stretched out his hand, grabbed the driver's hair, and lifted his head up.
The driver's face was ferocious, his mouth was wide open, his eyes were hollow, and there was a bloody hole in the center of his forehead.
The blond man let go and put down the driver's head. Then he looked at Jiumei Luolan's walking back: "Today is really interesting!"