Chapter 312

"Anything you think is precious."

Ji Qianchen took a look at his whole body. In addition to the diamond ring on his hand, there was a mechanical Swiss watch that her mother bought for her at that time. There was nothing precious.

The diamond ring can't be taken out even after death, but the watch is also the most precious thing given by the dead mother.

Think about it.

You can't give it to him.

"Forget it, I won't sit down. Thank you."

Ji Qianchen shook his head and then turned to leave.

"Wait a moment, miss. Our boss doesn't want anything from you, just want to know if you are willing to give up some material things for your personal safety, such as the diamond ring on your hand. Maybe it will arrive at the destination, and boss will return it to you. "

With the driver's persuasion, Ji Qianchen felt that the people inside were a wonderful work.

If you want anything bad, you have to ask for her wedding ring.

"No, thank you."

Ji Qianchen's stubbornness made the man in the back seat lift his lips.

"Let her in."

"Miss, our boss let you get in the car."

The driver took another step back.

This surprised Ji Qianchen so much that he changed his tune so easily.

Although she didn't like the way the car owner behaved, she really had to go back.

Not too much deliberation and hesitation.

Ji Qianchen pulls the back seat and gets in.

Turning around, she saw a tall man, wearing a pair of sunglasses, leaning on the seat lazily, with a look of awe inspiring, unable to see the joy and anger.

But this face, how so familiar.

It's like yesterday, she identified the wrong person in the street.

"How could it be you?"

The man turned and glanced at her through his sunglasses. "It's me. I didn't expect to see you again."

The man's voice is thick, with a feeling like a subwoofer.

His figure and temperament are really like yechen.

Let her unconsciously look at him more.

"I look good?" Men don't warm words from her head.

Ji Qianchen realized that his behavior was very impolite and shook his head. "I'm sorry, I always thought you were a friend of mine."

"It turns out I have a public face." The man opened his lips and laughed at himself.

Ji shook his head awkwardly. "No, I don't mean that."

It seems normal to talk to the man in front of me.

But his powerful aura was too majestic, and Ji Qianchen was afraid of saying anything wrong and offended him.

But this man is similar to yechen in temperament and outline. Everything else, voice, aura and way of speaking, is very different from yechen's surprise.

The car drove slowly out of the city and into the city.

There was silence in the car.

Ji Qianchen didn't plan to talk to the passer-by who met twice.

It's almost downtown.

Ji Qianchen put on his gloves and scarf and got ready to get off.

By the way, the fare.

When she took out her pocket, she took out a hundred dollars in cash.

Usually she doesn't need to carry a purse. She still doesn't know when the 100 cash will be put into her pocket.

Although some of them can't handle it and they don't lack the 100 yuan, they also need to give them etiquette.

Put the 100 red grandpa Mao in front of the man, "thank you, I only have one hundred."

Men a pair of light brown eyes, staring at the one hundred pieces of Grandpa Mao for a long time, look deep.

"Don't look down on it. According to the normal taxi pricing method, there should be more than one hundred yuan."

Ji Qianchen shoved a hundred dollars into the man's hand, then turned around to get out of the car.

The man picked up the picture of Grandpa Mao, held it in front of his eyes, looked at it for several seconds, and the smile became more profound.

Bang - Bang -

"ah..."

Several shots scared the pedestrians around the city.

The direction of the gun seems to be the glass of Lincoln's car.

Bullet proof glass, which is highly resistant to pressure, does not seem to have been penetrated by bullets.

The driver drove ahead in an orderly manner, "boss, someone attacked."

"Don't stop. Keep going. " The calm man raised a calm smile and told the driver.

In the back compartment, two bodyguards have already brushed out the black pistol.

Ji Qianchen looks at the movie scene of death and death, and can't help but open his eyes, "who are you? How could someone have chased him? "

She didn't expect that in such a peaceful China, there would be gun battles in the streets. What's more, she got on such a car.

"Good man." The man smiled coolly, showing a row of neat teeth, and his long fingers pulled out a delicate pistol from his coat.It seems to be ready for a battle of bullets.

"Well, let me down first. I'm a pregnant woman. I can't stand your troubles. Anyway, I'm in the city. I'll try my own way back."

Ji Qianchen feels that if she accidentally eats a gun, it will be over.

It's a clear way to get away.

"Put you down, but you'll be shot dead."

"I have no enemies with them. Why do they kill me?"

"Because you got out of my car."

The man is straightforward a word, frighten Ji Qianchen one Leng one Leng.

Feeling she just got on a black car.

Grab the seat belt and look out the window.

Several cars are approaching them.

In case of a collision?

Baby, don't be afraid. Mommy will protect you.

Ji Qianchen's palms are full of sweat. She touches her belly and looks out of the window anxiously.

The approaching vehicle is approaching Lincoln.

People in the car poked their heads out of the window and banged and fired several more shots at the car.

The bullet proof glass had a fine crack.

If it goes on like this, I'm afraid

"Ah Si, open the window."

A driver ordered by a man to drive.

Thin lips reveal a firm determination.

"Good."

Press the switch and the window will open.

Ji Qianchen's eyes widened in surprise. "Wow, are you going to open the window and get shot?"

"Don't worry, you won't get shot." The man reached out, grabbed her by the wrist and pushed her to the seat.

Ji Qianchen faces down and falls on the seat.

He put one hand on her back and let her lie down on the seat, unable to look up.

"Lie down, don't get up."

Then the man used both hands, loaded the gun cleanly, opened the window, and slammed two guns at the opposite person.

One shot at a time.

The man who was hit by a blow turned over from the car and fell to the ground, bleeding.

The person who told ah Si didn't stop driving. He skillfully operated the steering wheel and turned left and right to move forward.

Bang.

A car ran across the road in front of them.

A Si immediately steps on the brake, turns the steering wheel and turns to the side.

The wheels chafed violently against the ground, making a harsh noise.