Jiang Yao only felt that the world in front of him was blood-red, and large swaths of dazzling red constituted all the pictures in front of him.
It was Ye Fanchuan who reminded him in a deep voice before pulling him back to his senses: "What are you still doing, avoid calling the police."
Jiang Yao was shocked, and immediately moved away from the wailing Qiao Weiguo, walked aside and said in embarrassment, "He took my mobile phone away."
Qiao Nian just fired a shot, and his eyes were still a bit chilly. When he looked over, Jiang Yao obviously dodged.
"Tch." She clicked her tongue, not caring about Jiang Yao's dodging reaction, and took out the phone from her pocket and threw it over: "Take it."
Jiang Yao was embarrassed and found that Qiao Nian had set a password.
He still didn't know how to get along with Qiao Nian, so he pursed his lips, hesitating whether to speak or not.
He heard the girl calling him: "Come here."
“…hold the phone in my eye.”
"..." Jiang Yao remembered the Tongmou verification technology, followed Qiao Nian's instructions, and unlocked the verification lock above as expected.
He called the police again: "Hello, police station. There was a hijacking case here. I'm not a passerby...I'm a victim."
Jiang Yao glanced at Qiao Weiguo, and said in a deep voice, "Please come quickly."
He then returned the phone to the girl.
Holding back the pain in his back, he said to Ye Wangchuan: "Young Master Ye, leave this to me, if you have something to do, go first."
Jiang Yao was afraid that the things in Qiao Nian's hands would be discovered by the police, so he hurriedly let them go first.
Ye Wangchuan glanced at the girl.
Qiao Nian's hostility dissipated a lot, and he returned to his usual state of indifference to his surroundings, but the look in Jiang Yao's eyes was not as cold as before.
She didn't know what to think, and walked out of the alley.
After about ten minutes, he turned back again, still holding a pack of plastic bags in his hand, walked up to Jiang Yao, and handed the plastic bag to Jiang Yao.
"Here are anti-inflammatory drugs and disinfection, your assistant should be nearby, ask him to wipe the medicine for you later..."
"Thanks."
Jiang Yao hesitantly stretched out his hand to take it. He could feel the heavy weight in his hand. After thinking for a while, he looked at the girl's delicate and eye-catching silhouette that was somewhat similar to his uncle's. He moved his lips, and there were many things he wanted to ask. When it came to his mouth, he could only squeeze out some unfamiliar sentences.
"Thanks."
Qiao Nian looked up at him, and didn't know what was going on in her heart. She stuffed her hands into her pockets and said briskly, "The person he's looking for is me, so I'm a burden on you. So you don't need to say thank you to me. "
"Yeah." Jiang Yao felt a bit of bitterness in his heart, tried to raise the corners of his mouth, and smiled at her: "No matter what, I still want to thank you for coming in time."
If he didn't say that, Qiao Nian wouldn't feel guilty yet.
Jiang Yao said so.
She didn't know how to deal with it, she turned the brim of her peaked cap uncomfortably, paused again, and looked at Jiang Yao.
"What are you going to do if I don't make it in time?"
Jiang Yao froze for a moment, looking at the girl who was close at hand, feeling like he was in a trance.
They seemed to have never stood together and talked so calmly.
Jiang Yao quickly came to his senses: "What I want is to calm his emotions as much as possible, wait for him to relax his vigilance and find a chance to **** the sharp knife, and then call the police."
Qiao Nian nodded lightly: "Remember to call me next time, don't take risks."
Jiang Yao's eyelids twitched rapidly, and he looked at her suddenly.
Qiao Nian's slender and thick eyelashes covered her pupils, and she raised her hand and pulled down her peaked cap to prevent him from seeing her emotions. He said lightly: "Don't get me wrong, I don't like to owe others things, especially favors."