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Zheng Yiyi lowered her head and remained silent. The atmosphere in the carriage was a bit awkward.

At this moment, the host's hoarse voice came over the car radio, "Ladies and gentlemen, I've just received the police report, please take note of the green rental car with the license plate number. The driver is suspected of kidnapping, please contact the police immediately if you find any leads."

Zheng Yiyi clenched her teeth: "We will call the police!"

Gao Yang pointed to his temples, frowned his sword-like eyebrows and said impatiently: "Move your brain, beautiful woman! Instead of catching this big fish, you came to surround me and catch this little shrimp? "

"Since they dared to kidnap you, they must have failed long ago. A psychopath like you can already be considered a lover of women. "

"Who is Han Chuhe? If I could have saved you, I would have.

"I'll call the assistant!" Zheng Yiyi panicked and started to dial, but Gao Yang snatched the phone away and threw it at the back of the seat.

"Do you believe that your assistant will sell you out just like that?" Gao Yang's mouth curved up in a sneer, "You don't have anyone by your side, who would dare play around in such a scene?

Gao Yang calmly analyzed. He suddenly paused and looked at Zheng Yiyi playfully, "Unless …"

"Unless what?" Zheng Yiyi was startled, and slightly panicked.

"It's nothing!" Gao Yang grinned, revealing eight snow-white teeth.

Under Zheng Mei-jie's blank gaze, Gao Yang first took out the driver's identity card and stuffed it under his seat, then opened the box in front of the passenger seat. He first took out a small wrench, then fished out a rectangular object wrapped in grey cloth from under the seat, opened the car door and got out.

Zheng Yiyi pulled down her hat, then quietly got off from the other side, went around the car and peeked her head out, and realized that Gao Yang was changing the license plates.

"Are you changing your fake license plates?" Zheng Yiyi felt that she had made another fatal mistake, the man in front of him who was acting a little taciturn seemed to not be a good person either.

Gao Yang wrapped the replacement plate with a grey cloth and stuffed it under the cushion in the trunk. He met Zheng Yiyi's clear eyes and said: "First, the police will only need ten minutes to find us, the people who want your life might be only a few kilometers away from us. I need to stall for time."

"Second" Gao Yang lifted a corner of the cushion, pointed to the replaced plate and said, "This is the fake plate."

"Then what you changed into was a real license plate?" Zheng Yiyi blinked her innocent and beautiful eyes.

"What I want" Gao Yang paused for a moment, and said seriously, "It's a set of cards!"

Zheng Yiyi was speechless.

Gao Yang circled the car, carefully ripping off the green film on the car body, revealing the pure blue background.

"What the hell are you doing?" Zheng Yiyi unconsciously retreated a few steps, his arms crossed in front of his chest, as though he was prepared to keep any strangers at all.

Gao Yang picked up a black cloth and wiped off the dirt on the set of cards. He raised his peach blossom eyes and said indifferently: "Acting pure might not be cute."

Looking at Zheng Yiyi's defensive posture, Gao Yang sighed helplessly.

"I'm only driving a black car, not a perverted killer. Please relax!"

"But …" Zheng Yiyi wanted to say something but hesitated.

Gao Yang suddenly turned around to look at the end of the road, and said in a low voice: "Get in! "Faster!"

Like a frightened bird, Zheng Yiyi jumped into the driver's seat.

Gao Yang jumped into the driver's seat, started the car and turned to face the convoy.

As the distance between the two parties got closer, Gao Yang shouted in a low voice, "Lie down and cover your face!"

Zheng Yiyi instinctively obeyed, and her beautiful body couldn't wait to stick to the seat as the baseball cap on her head almost fell below her eyebrows.

Gao Yang put down the sun visor above his head, his eyes narrowing.

His car had already changed its appearance. It was impossible for the other party to see through it within such a short period of time.

Five seconds later, Gao Yang and his opponent's convoy passed by.

Zheng Yiyi gasped as she sat up and asked softly, "How did you know it was them?"

Gao Yang flipped the rearview mirror, and casually replied: "Intuition!"

Zheng Yiyi frowned, she did not believe in the words that were twisted into a beautiful "Creek", but she could not understand either.

"You carry needles with you?" What Zheng Yiyi said was naturally that astonishing gamble. To be able to use a steel needle as a weapon, this driver was definitely not an ordinary person.

"En!" Gao Yang grunted in acknowledgement.

"What do you need needles for?"

"Get used to it!"

"Why?"

"When I was a kid, my dream was to be a tailor."

The car was silent again.

"What are you doing?" Zheng Yiyi shouted in shock.

"Don't move!" Gao Yang bellowed, "I want to find something."

As he spoke, he swiped a large hand from Zheng Yiyi's left shoulder all the way to his wrist. After not realizing it, he pulled Zheng Yiyi into his embrace and slid down from his right shoulder all the way to his waist, yet still did not discover anything.

In the early autumn of this year,'s clothes were thin to begin with. Her strength was extraordinary, and she did not hesitate at all just because the other party was a woman.

"You! "Let go!" Zheng Yiyi struggled free from Gao Yang's big hands and hid in her seat, her beautiful big eyes staring wide open.

Gao Yang gazed forward, his handsome face tilted slightly, and said indifferently: "You must have a little thing on you. Otherwise they wouldn't be so fast. "

He had the habit of observing the place and the first thing he saw when he looked at the MPV was a scratch on the car's head that left a deep impression on him.

He quickly turned into the small alley, but he still hadn't thrown off his pursuers. This was a clear explanation of the problem.

Hearing Gao Yang's words, Zheng Yiyi became nervous. She stretched out her hand and carefully touched her body, her face blushing as she reached her hand into her clothes. Still nothing.

"Nothing!" Zheng Yiyi felt wronged.

It was bad enough that he met a car driver. Who knew that not only did this driver not look good, but his movements were also very rough.

The car had already converged on another side road, and it was still crowded in front and back. Most of the bustling night in the East China Sea was made up of interwoven lights from cars.

Gao Yang's eyes quickly swept across Zheng Yiyi, and automatically skimmed over the simple looking cold tow, revealing the beggar pants on his knees.

"Take off your hat!" Gao Yang turned the radio to a frequency where there were no programs, and carefully took the baseball cap and leaned towards it.

There was an inaudible murmur of electric currents.

At this time, a ute just happened to pass by on the left side of the road. Gao Yang flicked his hand and his hat flew into the car.

Zheng Yiyi looked at Gao Yang's actions, but surprisingly did not have any expression. Along the way, she had already experienced Gao Yang's strange "professional literacy".

"I can't get my hands on it. Check your shoes!" Gao Yang looked at the rearview mirror, it was filled with cars and bright lights.

Zheng Yiyi obediently took off her shoes and felt around, then she shook her head.

At the same time, on the road that was 200 metres behind Gao Yang's black car, two business vehicles were travelling forward at full speed.

The lead car had torn down two rows of seats and put in a complex set of instruments. One of the men in black stared intently at the two separate red lines on the monitor and asked in a low voice, "Split up and follow?"

Another man, his entire face hidden in the shadows of the carriage, said softly, "Blockade in both directions!"

"I don't believe that you're just a black car driver!" After a series of actions, the way Zheng Yiyi looked at Gao Yang changed. "Who exactly are you?"

Gao Yang casually said: "I am just an old driver who went astray in the mortal world."

Zheng Yiyi, "…"

The speed of the cars started to slow down. Gao Yang stretched his head out to look ahead, and said in a low voice: "There's a police card up ahead."

Zheng Yiyi's breathing became hurried, and her expression became extremely nervous.

By now they were off the main road, and the traffic was much less crowded than it had been, but the more likely it was to be stopped by the police.

Gao Yang snorted, "That depends on how strong the car in front is!"

"What?" Zheng Yiyi was once again convinced by the other party's leaping train of thought.

A minute later, she saw a soul-stirring scene.