"Don't worry? Hehe, please let me rest assured!" Bo Jinghan's voice slightly raised the pitch a few times and became sharper.
She squinted her eyes, glanced viciously at the back of the man in the driver's seat, snorted and sneered: "Okay, very good. You are really a good dog raised by Mo Ji!"
"Miss Bo, if I were you, I would stop scolding and save some strength so that I can persevere. Otherwise -"
"Are you threatening me?!"
"Sorry, I don't dare."
"Sorry? Don't dare? Haha... You don't need to apologize. The person who needs to apologize is Mo Ji. And I don't need your apology either. I need you to tell me where you want to take us! After all,
…”
Bo Jinghan didn't expect him to untie the rope, so he stopped entangled in that topic.
She only raised her eyes to stare at the man, then turned to look at Mo Huan, who was unconscious and holding her notebook tightly beside her, and Zhen Yao, who was bulging her cheeks and glaring at the person in the driver's seat.
, spoke again.
Everyone said sarcastically: "After all, you are not a kidnapper, and he didn't ask you to kidnap us, right?"
"You can be my kidnapper."
Depend on!
Can we still have a pleasant conversation?
Bo Xiaoniu was slightly angry, and her eyes suddenly widened. If you look closely, she looks a bit like a little fox who is angry and thinking about evil ideas. She is nimble and cunning yet playful, and, well, she also has a hint of coercion.
Unfortunately, the atmosphere in the car had been at freezing point for a long time, and the surroundings were dark, so no one noticed her explosive momentum.
On the other hand, Zhen Yao, who was on the side, spoke first and shouted angrily--
"Stop the car for me!"
I saw that at the moment of her roar, she quickly took action and snatched the steering wheel.
This domineering aura is indescribably similar to the languid and sultry look Mo Huan occasionally shows. It's no wonder Mo Huan can't do anything to her, it turns out that's the reason!
However, under such circumstances, it is really not the time to think about this.
Especially when he witnessed with his own eyes, the playful and refreshing woman in front of him looked like she was shopping in a shopping mall while snatching the steering wheel. Bo Jinghan felt his heart tremble, and subconsciously wanted to stop him--
Although, if they don't stop it in this situation, there are two possibilities, either Zhen Yao wins or Zhen Yao loses. But all in all, among these two possibilities, they have a 50% chance of winning.
, and once this chance of winning appears, it will be their special plane.
But right now, for them, this 50% chance of winning may not be as good as that 50%. Because at this moment, they are in a strange place with no village or shop, let alone Zhen.
Yao's chance of winning is very small. Even if she is the final winner, they are not sure whether they can go back!
not to mention……
What's more, such a battle is inherently dangerous. If someone is not careful, wouldn't they be in the rhythm of a collective tragedy?!
Thinking about it this way, instead of being collectively miserable and dying together on this highway, tomorrow I will be making the headlines of major news, becoming the laughing stock of everyone, and the object of lying in the coffin at the funeral, letting people scatter flowers and mourn in silence.
It's better to just stay calm and let him send them to the place where Mo Ji wants to besiege them.
Wouldn't it be better to ensure that this little life is safe first and then consider how to escape?
