Coming of the Villain Boss!

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The police car surrounded the hospital tightly, and Mingshu and Yan Zhan were already sitting in the car at this time, passing by the police car constantly roaring.

In the car, Yan Zhan couldn't help asking, "What do you ask Liang Chen?"

Liang Chen finally gave her something. During the whole process, Liang Chen and she did not mention what they said.

Mingshu was eating potato chips and said vaguely: "Why should I tell you?"

Yan Zhan took a deep breath, "You look good."

Isn't it just to praise her?

no big deal.

Hold on! I can win!

Mingshu choked, and she couldn't refute that she didn't look good.

For a while, Mingshu put the things in his pocket in his hands and was very disgusted. "You don't know what garbage you are looking for."

Yan Zhan: "..." The garbage they are looking for? Rubbish?

Yan Zhan had a USB flash drive in his hand, and the cold metal touched his fingertips. This thing would not be...

He took a spare notebook from the car, plugged in a USB flash drive, and made sure that what was inside was what he wanted, and he was speechless.

Just speechless.

No words can express his current mood.

Does she know how many people are looking for this thing outside?

She turned out to be garbage...

Yan Zhan closed the notebook after a while, "Are you giving it to me?"

Ming-Shu exaggerated his face, "You want garbage too?"

Yan Zhan suddenly softened, "I give it to you, even if it's rubbish."

Lao Tzu doesn't disgust you!

Mingshu tweeted and continued to eat potato chips, "Yan Ye's hobby is special."

Not disgusting to Mingshu, Yan Zhan first disgusted himself, and was deducted points, which is a loss.

Liang Chen must be killed, and the points for completing a task are also objective, enough for him to set up for a while.

"Uncle should want this too, don't you give him?"

"I don't want my dad to be hunted down."

Yan Zhan: "..." feelings, you want Lao Tzu to be hunted down? It is true that the woman's heart is the most venomous!

boom--

The body of the car was suddenly hit, and the potato chips in Mingshu's hand almost flew out. She quickly covered her to prevent the chips from being scattered.

Which of the two hundred and fifty-five MMP wanted to murder my snack.

boom--

The tires made a sharp creak against the ground, and the two left and right cars constantly pinched their car.

Someone in the car on the right popped out of the window, Yan Zhan slammed down Mingshu, the gunshot, and the bullet hit the window, but the window didn't respond, but the bullet was bounced back, and the man driving in front of him.

The car lost control and hit the car next to it.

Mingshu broke free from Yan Zhan's arms, took care of his snacks, and looked at him with a smile, "Mr. Yan, don't take advantage of me if you're fine."

Yan Zhan: "..."

Is the glass of her car bulletproof?

This is not written in the MMP script! ! !

Lvmao's car was behind, and they were already chasing up at this time. Several cars were racing on the road, causing a lot of riots. The poor car owners even even rear-ended.

"Drive to no one."

"Yes."

When they hit their car, they might find that the bullets could not help the windows, and then they switched to tires, but the tires were obviously specially made. The bullets could not penetrate at all, but the body was shaken a few times.

There were fewer cars on the road, and the other party was obviously anxious, but they were not in a hurry to evacuate, and they formed a stuck situation with them.

Ming Shu frowned.

"They are controlling the route." Yan Zhan has returned to calm.

Every time they reached the turnout, they would suddenly come over and prevent the driver from turning or going straight.

There are fewer and fewer cars on the road, and the car is no longer visible in the end.

Mingshu turned around, and Green Mao's car was in the back, a distance away.

They were stared at by these people when they left the hospital, maybe they suspected that they had asked something from Liang Chen, anyway, there is no way to be good.

Since there is no way to be good, then-eat snacks and be surprised.

Yan Zhan was not in a hurry to see Mingshu, nor did he know what expression to put on, "Aren't you worried?"

"What are you worried about?" Mingshu looked at the snacks and suddenly said: "It's time to worry."

Still save.

Ming Shu was melancholy, his tone melodious, "Snacks are about to be finished."

Yan Zhan: "..." My sword!

In front of the road, the car that hit them suddenly began to hit them again. In order to get rid of them and speed up, Yan Zhan found that there was a car in front, it was too late, and the driver could not stop the car.

The large truck rolled over, and the sound of broken glass was particularly clear.

Yan Zhan didn't have time to catch Mingshu, but he felt that she was rushing towards himself, and the splashing glass seemed to become slow.

All of this was only an instant, and his vision gradually became clear when the aftertones in his ears dissipated.

"Not dead?"

A familiar voice sounded in Yan Zhan's ear. He looked up and saw that Mingshu was embracing himself, and he was holding the potato chips tightly with one hand.

Mingshu lifted him from his arms and saw Yan Zhan's expression a bit dull. Mingshu leaned over and kissed him. "I was scared by the car accident. Are you a man?"

"Am I a man, don't you have a deep feeling?" Yan Zhan refuted.

"Really understand." Remember what happened that night.

Yan Zhan's face changed slightly.

Ming Shu smiled and smashed the broken glass on his body, picked up a bunch of colorful things next to his pocket, and first sent a text message with his mobile phone. Yan Zhan didn't see what she sent.

After completing the text message, Ming Shu clearly recorded and pushed open the deformed door.

Yan Zhan's car door could not be opened, he could only get off from Mingshu.

Mingshu stood outside the car door and extended a smile to him with a smile.

Yan Zhan hesitated, put his hand in, and came out through her power.

It was already surrounded by people outside, and they were all surrounded by dark muzzles.

Lvmao's team is approaching, but now Mingshu is standing in their encirclement, and Lvmao and others are not afraid to move.

The people who intercepted them were not afraid that they would rush up, after all, they now dominate.

The leading middle-aged man stepped forward, although the words were polite, but the tone was not very polite, "Miss Wen, Lord Yan, offended."

Ming Shu smiled, and the black and bright eyes seemed to be swaying with water, full of moving, "I should forgive you too, are there any snacks?"

Everyone: "..." What?

I have heard from them asking for money and guns, but I have never heard of asking for snacks from them.

And still in such a situation, everyone knew that it was just a polite sentence, she dared to take it.

How did they answer this?

Mingshu raised his eyebrows, "Why, can't you even afford snacks? Then you will learn how to play with others, and the young people are so impetuous and can't breathe at all. I want to..."

Everyone: "..." When you want to fart, is it a problem if you are half of your army brother at this age? Dare to say that.

Ming Shu blew the great achievements of the editor in the field, and the words changed, "So, do you give snacks?"

The leader is called Brother Jun. He put his hands in front of him and his body stood upright. At first glance, this man was strictly trained.

Brother Jun is still a polite talker, and his tone is not polite, "Miss Wen, let your people withdraw for unnecessary casualties."