152. Misunderstood Young Master Long Goes Crazy! 8
The person in the driver's seat in front of him had already seen Mo Jiu's little move.
The person in the driver's seat is Mo Jiayi's usual driver and bodyguard, and he only listens to Mo Jiayi's words.
Mo Jiu bit her silver teeth with hatred so much that she could almost imagine how anxious Long Qingtian would be when he found out that he was missing!
Be calm, you must be calm!
At a critical moment, it is absolutely not allowed to panic yourself first!
Mo Jiu took a deep breath and grinned: "Uncle Li, Daoxiang Village is here, why are you still leaving?"
Uncle Li chuckled and did not answer.
Laugh at your sister!
If possible, Mo Jiu really wanted to yell!
He turned around and looked at the high-rise buildings on both sides retreating quickly. This was the center of Kyoto after all. If he wanted to leave Kyoto, he would have to pass through crowds no matter where he went, so Uncle Li didn't dare to do anything.
Mo Jiu's hand reached into his handbag as if nothing had happened. Just as he was about to take out his mobile phone and dial a number, Uncle Li spoke in front of him: "Miss Mo, please bring your mobile phone over, otherwise you should know the consequences."
Mo Jiu was stunned for a moment, then he raised his shoulders helplessly and smiled angrily, "Uncle Li, how do you feel about an aboveboard kidnapping? Is it exciting?"
Uncle Li said nothing and stubbornly stretched out a hand in front of her.
Uncle Li is 1.8 meters tall and has a tall body. How can Mo Jiu's small body be his opponent?
Mo Jiu sighed, lowered his head, held his cell phone, and said gently, "Uncle Li, I just want to say goodbye to my friend."
"Miss Mo, please don't embarrass me. Madam has told me that I don't mind knocking you out," Uncle Li said.
Mo Jiu subconsciously touched the back of his neck and waved his hands: "No, no, no, if I get knocked unconscious, my little neck will probably feel uncomfortable even when I wake up!"
After saying this, he immediately smiled obediently, stepped directly from the front driver's seat to the passenger seat, and then handed over the phone as if to please.
"Hey, I'm coming to the front to take a last look at the scenery of Kyoto. Oops, I don't know when I can come back after leaving. Uncle Li, are you from Kyoto? Oh my god, what is that thing?
Dong, why is it so big?!"
Mo Jiu rambled on, then suddenly pointed ahead and shouted excitedly.
Uncle Li was not moved at all, with a relaxed smile on his face, "Miss Mo, all of your skills are useless to me, mobile phone."
After saying this, he planned to put the phone back into his pocket again. He paused in mid-air and sighed deeply. Mo Jiu cursed: "Damn it! When did I say I was leaving Kyoto? Damn, I'm an adult, she can't
What the hell is Jiayi? This is human trafficking!"
Uncle Li reached out and took the phone from Mo Jiu's hand.
Right at this moment!
The anger on Mo Jiu's face suddenly subsided, he casually took out a pen from the front with one hand, opened it with a snap, then flipped the pen around with his wrist, and pressed it directly against Uncle Li's neck!
At this moment, Uncle Li was driving on the streets of Kyoto with his mobile phone in one hand and the steering wheel in the other. He did not dare to let go of the steering wheel, so he could only throw away his mobile phone to resist.
However, Mo Jiu used cunning tactics on the street to even suffer losses for Long Qingtian, not to mention the man in front of him?
As soon as his hand grabbed Mo Jiu's neck, he already felt pain in his neck.
Uncle Li's expression suddenly changed: "What do you want to do?"
"Drive back!" Mo Jiu said with sharp eyes and a smile on his face. He pressed the tip of the pen in his hand slightly, and blood dripped down from Uncle Li's neck.
