Chapter 1773 Escape
The pretty boy took out a gun from his waist, tightened his lips and gritted his teeth and cursed: "I'll fight them!"
"What a bastard thing are you fighting for!"
Yan Chi slapped him on the back of the head, and the pretty boy's forehead suddenly hit his knees, making stars pop out of his eyes. He swore that he wanted to put a gun to Yan Chi's head, but their eyes met. , he handed the gun over quickly.
"Grandpa, take a self-defense weapon and fight out with me!"
Yan Chi's face turned dark, "I'll kill you for whatever reason. What does your business have to do with me? If you want to fight, go alone and find me a car. I have to go."
The pretty boy was dumbfounded, "No, My grandpa has been shouting for nothing these days!"
Yan Chi opened his mouth and scolded: "You don't even have two ounces of meat on your arms. What a waste of time. Grandpa doesn't have to die with you. Come here prepared. , as long as your cerebellum is developed, you will know that the wisest thing to do at this time is to run away."
That's the truth, although it doesn't sound good.
The pretty boy gritted his teeth and said, "The garage is in front. If you go there, you will be exposed. There is a plane in the backyard, and I can fly it."
Yan Chi raised his head, "Lead the way, I'll be behind."
The pretty boy was so moved that he almost cried, but when Yan Chi came to get the gun, he tightened his grip and refused to give it to him.
"How about I hold it, I, I'm afraid of death!"
Yan Chi curled up his lips and cursed him a very dirty word.
Pick up the pretty boy's back collar and go to the backyard, picking up a gun from the ground.
On the road, a pretty boy picked someone up. He stuffed the person into the back seat and jumped into the driver's seat.
Yan Chi also came up. His gun was out of bullets and he threw it away.
After the plane took off, the pretty boy was operating and communicating with his subordinates. No sound leaked out of the headphones. His fair face was rarely serious. His words were short, but every sentence was to the point.
A cannonball flew up, he quickly adjusted his position to avoid it, and then gave orders in an orderly manner.
Yan Chi looked down.
There was already thick smoke billowing down below.
The boy's men and the casino managers each held a gun. Their positions seemed to be chaotic, but in fact they were all protecting the girl's escape direction.
The plane took off and the crowds became smaller and smaller. After confirming that he was safe, the pretty boys began to retreat one by one.
Yan Chi lowered his eyebrows calmly.
Oh.
Interesting.
A hand was placed on the shoulder.
The green onion is white and slender.
The gemstone bracelets strung one after another on the wrist jingled.
The woman acted coquettishly: "Brother, I'm afraid."
Yan Chi glanced back slightly.
He smiled, "Little grandson, don't you forget to take a woman with you when you run away?"
The pretty boy said cheerfully, "I can't help it, this is my favorite among all the wives. If you die, you will die. You have to carry this with you. I love you to death."
At this time, his state slowly relaxed and he returned to his smooth-tongued dandy.
Yan Chi stared at the woman's hand and said calmly: "Take it away."
The woman refused, tentatively groping her hand in front of his shoulder, her fingertips were teasing, inch by inch. After caressing and pinching her, her hands were still as slippery as a snake through her clothes.
"No, I was scared to death. I was taking a shower in my room, and a fight broke out outside. I haven't recovered yet. Brother, I'm really scared."
Yan Chi leaned his shoulders into the seat and raised the corners of his lips with a faint smile, "I'll say it again, take your hands away."
The woman paused, her expression as stiff as the weather.
She snorted and sat back reluctantly, "Husband, he is cruel to me!"
(End of Chapter)