Turning his head, Mo Jiu looked outside the car and decided to ignore this man again.
The tall Land Rover drove towards the east city center. The trees on both sides receded. Night fell and the sky gradually became dark.
Eastern Suburbs is the poorest community in Kyoto, some distance away from the center of Kyoto. There are not many cars on this stretch of road, and the ones that occasionally drive by are domestic Chery brands.
So when he saw an extended black Rolls-Royce approaching from a distance, Mo Jiu got excited.
When she was excited, Mo Xiaoniu forgot the oath she had secretly made just now, grabbed the man's wrist and pointed forward: "Who is it? Look! Rolls-Royce! Or the extended version! So handsome!"
His wrist was suddenly held by a small hand that had always been soft. Long Qingtian lowered his head and focused on the long, white fingers, and an electric shock-like feeling spread from his wrist.
The cold brows were slightly furrowed, but seeing the girl's excited face flushed, the thought of forcing her wrist out suddenly disappeared.
"Wow! I have lived in the eastern suburbs for ten years and have never seen such a car! Who is so rich!"
When Long Qingtian heard this, he suddenly raised his head alertly, his cold eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold and restrained voice suddenly sounded: "Alert!"
As soon as he said these words, the Rolls-Royce on the opposite side suddenly broke through the fence and rushed over!
The bright car lights were turned on, which made Mo Jiu, who was excited, feel a pain in his eyes.
Mo Jiu's heart skipped a beat, and his brain suddenly became confused. What is going on?!
Bang!
Only a dull gunshot was heard.
"ah!"
With just enough time to scream, Mo Jiu felt her body sway, and a strong arm came around from behind and wrapped tightly around her shoulders. With a strong force, Mo Jiu crashed into a hard and powerful chest.
The familiar masculine breath mixed with the smell of cigarettes rushed to her face, and the calm breath seemed to penetrate into every panicked cell in her body. Her heart, which had been panicked just now, calmed down inexplicably.
Bang!
The two cars collided hard, causing the Land Rover to sway.
Mo Jiu felt that if the man hadn't held her tightly, she would have been thrown out of the car by the impact!
The door of the Rolls-Royce was opened. Behind the door, several heavily armed men with submachine guns in their hands fired at the Land Rover!
Bang bang bang...!
Oh my god!
Mo Jiu, who had only seen such scenes in Hollywood blockbusters, was shocked for a moment.
At this time, a big hand suddenly stretched out and pressed her head. She fell into the man's arms, and the man's cold and steady voice came: "Don't be afraid."
Strangely, at this moment, the man's voice was still calm, without any fluctuation, and Mo Jiu, who was originally flustered, unexpectedly calmed down when he heard these three words.
Bang!
Hearing the sound of gunshots in his ears, Mo Jiu burrowed into the man's arms in a hopeless manner, fearing that his little head would be gone if he didn't pay attention.
He quietly raised his head and looked at the calm look on the man's handsome face. Mo Jiu sighed secretly in his heart.
Little did she know that this kind of gunfight was nothing to a man who had experienced hundreds of battles and was the commander of the Kyoto Langya Military Region and the captain of the special forces battalion.
On Long Qingtian's expressionless face, his dark eyes stared at the person in front of him, his eyes slightly dark.
The drug lord escaped once, twice or even three times. Even if there was a coincidence like Mo Jiu, Long Qingtian was still sensitive to the strangeness, so he set up a trap. Sure enough, the mole in the military region couldn't help but take action...
