Chapter 382

In the meantime, Ian didn't move.

In fact, he had captured several opportunities and was sure to win Hai Xiaomin's knife, but the action of seizing the knife itself was dangerous, so he didn't take action.

Seeing Hai Xiaomin drive away, Ian's mobile phone suddenly rings at this time.

He looked at the contact, his eyes stagnated, paused for two seconds, then connected the phone and put it in his ear: "Grandpa..."

The car left the castle gate and quickly drove up the road.

This is the same as Uncle Jiu's previous plan, but a little different is that he should have attracted Ian's attention in the front hall. Hai Xiaomin took the opportunity to leave. Now Ian is driving his Maybach and slowly following Hai Xiaomin behind.

Through the rearview mirror, Hai Xiaomin looked at the tail that couldn't be thrown off behind her. She was a little upset. Even if Ian didn't do anything, she couldn't be at ease.

Now that she has the car, she can only pray to find Ling Yao quickly.

By the way, when she got on the bus just now, it seemed that her mobile phone didn't care to return it to Jill. Hai Xiaomin swept his eyes. Sure enough, she saw the mobile phone on the co pilot's seat, which had just been thrown at random. She grabbed the mobile phone with one hand and entered Ling Yao's number again.

Just then, the car body suddenly shook and seemed to be knocked by something. Due to the small shaking arc and wearing a seat belt, Hai Xiaomin was just startled, but the mobile phone jumped out of his hand and fell under his seat.

She quickly focused her attention on the road and found several cars coming in from the nearby fork in the road, closely following her left and right rear. The bump just now was because one of them hit her.

Hai Xiaomin was annoyed at the beginning. She would hit such a wide road, but then she reacted that something was wrong. These cars seemed to be coming for her?

The familiar formation easily reminds her of her past experience. She stepped on the accelerator and left the left and right cars trying to encircle her behind.

Sure enough, the other party caught up again!

Hai Xiaomin was shocked and looked grim. Who are these people?

As like as two peas, she drove the car carefully, avoiding being blocked by the other. She looked through the rearview mirror. There were five identical black cars following her. When she turned the corner, she saw the end of the line. Ian's car was still there.

"Miss Hai, please stop!" the car on the right caught up and opened the window. The American man inside shouted at her.

"Who are you? What do you want to do?" Hai Xiaomin is not stupid. Of course he won't stop at this time.

Man: "we are Mr. naghi's men. We came to pick you up!"

Mr. naghi? Hai Xiaomin was stunned. Which Mr. Nazhi? Old or young? Big or small?

Joe nagge, Ian nagge, old nagge, these three people can be called Mr. nagge on some occasions.

But soon, as these cars took the initiative to adjust their positions and give the Maybach a way out, Hai Xiaomin's heart sank. At least Mr. Nazhi won't be Ling Yao.

Ian's car keeps pace with Hai Xiaomin. The other party drops the window, turns his head, and looks at Shanghai Xiaomin with silent eyes. It seems that he is telling her something through his eyes.

For the first time, Hai Xiaomin understood from his eyes - there was no room for maneuver!

Either she stopped herself or they forced her to stop!

Hai Xiaomin's slender ten fingers clung to the steering wheel. His heart flashed and struggled. Is it rare to be here?

Turning a corner, the outline of the city appeared in front of the road. Hai Xiaomin made a choice in an instant. She stopped paying attention to Ian, put all her attention on the road, stepped on the accelerator and sped away towards the urban area.

Hold on!

Ian took a look at the city in front of him and understood what haixiaomin paid attention to. Do you want to escape through the complex terrain and people in the city?

After all, she made the wrong choice because they would cut her off before entering the city!

Ian paused and pulled his hand out of the window. The signal representing the beginning of the action fell. The five vehicles instantly changed their directions and became more aggressive. On the contrary, Maybach was thrown back to the end of the team because he maintained the original speed and track.

Ian withdrew his hand, his eyes drooped, and a shadow flowed at the bottom of his eyes.

If he can take Hai Xiaomin back before grandpa finds out, it can be regarded as never happened. Unfortunately, it's late now. Grandpa knows that Hai Xiaomin escaped from the villa alone and asks him to take people back at all costs

At all costs, I'm trying to take her back intact. If I can't do it, I'll allow the damage!

Grandpa is really angry!

Old Mr. Nazhi was angry when he learned that Hai Xiaomin was no longer in the villa. Because of his grandson, he had been tolerant enough to Hai Xiaomin, an outsider. If she raised her baby safely in the villa and gave birth to the child, it wouldn't hurt if Ian wanted her to stay with Ian.

But she was dishonest and restless. She ran away against his arrangement. What did she want to do?

Against this old guy?

Or covet something that doesn't belong to her, and want to find Joe and participate in the emotional cultivation of Joe and leicia?

Neither the former nor the latter can be tolerated by old Mr. naghi. Since she toasts and doesn't drink, don't blame him for being rude!

On the outskirts of the city, seven cars sped past and rushed into Binjiang Road.

Ian's people limit her direction and don't let her go to the downtown. There are not many vehicles along the riverside. If there is a car ahead, they will overtake. This is also the most dangerous and chaotic moment!

The seven cars moved around, making harsh brakes. People were dazzled and frightened!

Hai Xiaomin clenched his teeth all the way, tightened his nerves and gave full play to his driving skills. Seeing the momentum of these people's coercion, Hai Xiaomin's eyes were red and deeply felt that he had reached the limit!

A sharp turn tilted and the mobile phone slipped to her feet.

Hai Xiaomin gritted her teeth, bent over and quickly picked up her mobile phone. This situation can't be thought much. She entered Ling Yao's number for the third time and dialed it out!

She held the phone in her ear with her shoulder. She held the steering wheel with both hands and prayed secretly that it must be connected!

Another city, the airport.

In the first class of a flight that is about to take off, the radio is playing prompts repeatedly. Ling Yao sits near the window, wearing an advanced hand-made suit, his legs overlapping, his head leaning out of the window, and his cool perfect face is reflected on the glass.

The plane will take off in ten minutes. Ling Yao takes out his mobile phone and turns it off.

The moment you press the shutdown key, a string of strange numbers will pop up on the screen.