Chapter 467 Chapter 467 Silent Love (7)

Huang Jiao only felt difficulty in breathing, her vision was blurred, her neck hurt, and a gust of blood filled her nose, which made her nervous and angry, but if she struggled too much at this time, it would only hurt herself more. Pull the gangster's arm away, leaving yourself a little room to breathe. Nie Qinghong's voice sounded like a dream to her, she could only hear it when she was struggling, but she knew that she was right opposite him. It's just that compared with the last time, she is not so lucky. Why every time you meet him, you have to be on the line of life and death.

Huang Jiao tried her best to calm herself down, her eyes unconsciously searched for Nie Qinghong's face, his eyes were silent, as if he was looking at the gangster indifferently, his eyes never stayed on her. Huang Jiao didn't know what he was thinking, but she knew that he wouldn't be indifferent because he saw her in such danger, so if he didn't look at her now, was he pretending to be emotional, Huang Jiao's eyes fell slowly, but It was because of Fu Huaisheng's nervous and anxious eyes that he seemed to have clenched something in his hand and was waiting for an opportunity.

"Stand back, let him go!" Nie Qinghong's voice was indifferent, without any emotion, as if he had completely surrendered, he turned around without even looking at Huang Jiao, and reached out his hand to grab the bluetooth communication microphone under his chin. "Xiao Wei drove in!" Just as Nie Qinghong had finished giving his orders, the gangster discovered Fu Huaisheng's intentions, and suddenly took a few steps back fiercely, coughing so hard. "Don't come, don't come, you stay back, or I will kill her and let her drive, you all back away!"

The incident happened too suddenly. There were already people watching on the deserted street. If it was not controlled in time, the impact would be even greater. And the gangster was very clever, and directly shouted at the proprietress of the snack bar who had just retracted her head. "I, I can't drive~" The proprietress is also smart enough, who wants to step up and be a hero at this time, in case she accidentally hurts herself. "Just go and drive your own car!" But the tall and tall Nie Qinghong has blocked the cowardice of the proprietress with his eyes and orders.

If you don't know how to drive, who are you going to lie to, which one here is not a small capital, and the small truck drives along. "Tell them to put their guns down!" The gangster was also very nervous, patrolling around, fearing that a bullet would come out somewhere, and it was precisely because of this that his subordinates were even more merciless towards Huang Jiao. "When the hostage dies, you die!" Nie Qinghong raised his eyelids as if to inadvertently remind him, then glanced at the military watch in his hand, as if he was casually watching the time. Sure enough, the gangster loosened the grip on Huang Jiao, and Huang Jiao found some breathing, which was more comfortable than before.

"Everyone back down!" Nie Qinghong turned his face and issued an order loudly. Wu Qiang was the first to put down the raised gun, then turned around and left. Peng Hui, who was next to him, also followed after seeing this. "Go away too!" Including Fu Huaisheng, who was intimidated by Nie Qinghong's cold and stern eyes, they would be confused if they cared. If they didn't cooperate at this time, Huang Jiao might be in danger. A semi-new and old remodeled pickup truck just drove into the narrow alley. Nie Qinghong and Fu Huaisheng disappeared within the sight of the gangster Li.

Huangjiao knew that the only way to cooperate at this time was because the pain in her throat and the feeling of suffocation made her a little dizzy, and the nervousness and fear made her hands sweat. Nie Qinghong's tall figure just disappeared from her sight. After getting into the car, the proprietress drove around, seeming to anger the gangster: "Don't mess around~" The gangster was anxious, holding the dagger in his hand, he gestured to the proprietress, and the proprietress turned pale with fright. After the car stopped and walked in the downtown area, it finally drove to the suburbs. There was neither a police car nor other cars following behind. After a while, Huang Jiao slowly resumed her breathing.

When it was about to reach the toll booth, the car slowly came to a stop. "Rush over~" The gangster was anxious, so he tightened his grip on Huangjiao again. The proprietress was a little hesitant and nervous, holding the steering wheel in her hand, but she didn't step on the accelerator. At this time, a figure suddenly jumped out of the window of the pickup truck like a sensitive ape. Bang, the sound of being crushed by a fist came, and the gangster instinctively put down his head to protect his head. With this effort, the car door was already opened by Nie Qinghong. With a stretch of his long arm, he grabbed the gangster and went out. A fatal pull.

"Catch her!" Following Nie Qinghong's yell, the proprietress reached out and grabbed Huang Jiao who was almost taken down. The car had already stopped, and Huang Jiao was caught by the proprietress with all her strength, but she barely fell off, while Nie Qinghong, who fell from the car along with the criminals, was already fighting on the side of the road . When Huang Jiao's throat got a gasp, she could only feel the blood rushing down, and she was a little numb to that fear. "Cover it up!" The proprietress was obviously arranged by Nie Qinghong, and handed over the clean handkerchief that had been prepared, and after she covered it, the handkerchief quickly became wet, bright red, very scary.

A gangster screamed from the side of the road behind him, the voice was muffled, with deadly coldness, finally through the rearview mirror, he saw the gangster lying motionless on the ground, and Nie Qinghong who hurried back. "Hold her, I'll drive!" Nie Qinghong's gaze just flicked over Huangjiao's neck, and there was a rough tremor in his cold voice, but he had already pushed the proprietress aside. On the way, Nie Qinghong never turned his face to look at him. He even drove like a professional racing driver. He was cold and quiet, but his speed was the fastest. Halfway, Wu Qiang drove over in a galloping jeep, but there was another person who was faster, that was Fu Huaisheng, and his Ferrari was as fast as a racing car.

"Give me!" When Nie Qinghong lifted Huang Jiao from the proprietress's hand, Huang Jiao felt that his body seemed to be tense, that kind of tightness, a sense of tension and suffocation that was on the verge of life and death.