9. Chapter 9 If you don’t want to die within three seconds, get away!
Chapter 009: Three seconds, if you don’t want to die, get out of here!
When she was so desperate that she didn't know what to do, out of the corner of her eye she accidentally saw the big iron door slowly opening?!
A domineering Aston Martin convertible car slowly drove out.
Although Mu's company cannot be called a very large international company, it is still somewhat famous in G City.
In such a society where logistics is rampant, every circle has its own rules of survival.
In today's upper class society, the value of "cars" not only embodies the function of transportation, but to a large extent, it is a symbol of identity, status, and power.
Therefore, from childhood to adulthood, Mu Zhenwen taught her how to "recognize people by looking at cars."
Although she thought it was superficial and tacky, she couldn't help herself in such a circle.
The moment the sports car drove out, a few words came to Mu Wanqing's mind: limited edition; no more than thirty units in the world; if the estimate is correct, it is worth at least 40 million yuan...
The dazzling black car body, under the white sunlight, is extremely eye-catching, very domineering, very cold, and reveals endless arrogance and arrogance...
She recognized Yang Mufan sitting in the driver's area at a glance.
Although he was wearing oversized, streamlined dark brown sunglasses that covered most of his face, she still recognized him at a glance.
Mu Wanqing was shocked. She never expected that he was at home and did not go to the company to work.
She was pleasantly surprised, but also a little sad and sad.
Since she was at home, why didn't she ask the bodyguard to let her in?!
Does he really hate her, hate her, hate her so much now?!
Don’t you want to see her again at all?!
Although he admired Mu Fan, he seemed not to notice Mu Wanqing, with a stern expression on his face and stepped on the accelerator.
Mu Wanqing saw that he had no intention of stopping, so without thinking much, she rushed to the middle of the road, opened her arms, and blocked Yang Mufan's way.
As for Yang Mufan, he never expected that the woman would suddenly rush out.
His bushy eyebrows furrowed and he quickly stepped on the brakes.
A "squeak" and a harsh screech of brakes sounded at the door of the private villa. The tires and the rough ground rubbed against each other, creating a series of thrilling sparks, and several deep tire marks were imprinted on the road.
Mu Wanqing was frightened and froze on the spot, staring blankly at the front of the car which was less than three centimeters away from her, her face ashen.
I don't know how much time passed before she cautiously said, "Mu Fan, can you let me go in first? I seem to be a little..." I'm suffering from heat stroke.
The voice was extremely weak, filled with endless grievance.
However, before she could finish her words, Xuanhan's voice, so cold that there was no warmth at all, sounded out word by word: "Three seconds, if you don't want to die, get out of here!"
Listening to his gloomy voice, filled with endless hostility and murderous intent, Mu Wanqing couldn't help but shudder.
Suppressed by his powerful and intimidating aura, her legs became weak. She was shaky and unsteady, and took two steps back in fear.
The sun is as hot as fire, shining so brightly that people can't even open their eyes.
However, there was a biting and cold black miasma surging around Yang Mufan's body, as if he had just stepped from the darkest hell. It was extremely ghastly and terrifying, making people's scalp numb and terrifying both body and soul.
