Great Power Army Reclamation

"Say you are wrong!" Ye Qianqian looked at Yang Wei with a smile, her voice was soft, but the strength of her hands was anything but gentle.

"I've said it ten times, okay?" Yang Wei looked aggrieved.

"You're still counting, right? Then keep talking until you can't remember anymore." Ye Qianqian obviously had no intention of letting him go.

Yang Wei had to count over and over again, but he had never been good at math. After counting a few times, he asked Ye Qianqian: "How many times have I counted?"

"Twenty times!" As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Wei took her away. I had forgotten why you were still holding her?

"Then after I leave, are you going to find that goblin?" Ye Qianqian was naturally unwilling to let the matter end like this. She wanted to completely dispel his thoughts about Wang Luodan. That woman made her uncomfortable and even threatened. This was Ye Qianqian Emotions I have never felt before.

"I'm not going!" Yang Wei shook his head vigorously, as if he was determined.

"No, aren't you leaving? Can't you just look at me?" Only then did Yang Wei react and quickly asked Ye Qianqian.

Ye Qianqian's eyes turned red: "How can I work if I don't graduate? With your support, you can find a wife in a few days. How much money you can make at this rate is not enough to spend. Will you still starve to death by then? I work At least I have a salary, but I don’t have to subsidize the family, so I can help you support your wife and children.”

Seeing Ye Qianqian's pitiful look, Yang Wei really wanted to curse: "The labor and management believe you are a ghost!"

The key point was that he really didn't dare, so he could only continue to admit his mistake sincerely: "I really won't dare anymore in the future."

Seeing his resolute look, Ye Qianqian smiled, then lay on the bed and said shyly: "I'm so angry that my chest hurts, come and rub it for me."

"Okay!" Yang Wei loved this job and immediately pounced on it like a wolf.

In a certain city in Country Y, in an underground boxing gym, a drunk Lin Weiguo had just come out of an underground boxing gym. A pretty woman was cuddling up to him next to him.

Because of the language barrier, the two women relied on gestures to communicate with him. However, the two women must know what Lin Weiguo wanted to do, and they refused to follow him after they arrived at the door.

At this moment, Lin Weiguo's sperm came to his mind, and he took out a dozen dollars from his pocket and stuffed it into the arms of the two women. The two women suddenly smiled and followed him towards the hotel not far away.

At this time, two figures suddenly flashed out of the darkness. Amidst the screams of the two women, they pulled Lin Weiguo up and ran towards a car parked next to them. Suddenly, several people ran out not far away, took out their pistols and shot at both of them.

At this time, the two men pulled Lin Weiguo into the jeep. Bullets were fired, sparks constantly hitting the surgery.

"Drive quickly!" Han Xiaofeng shouted, putting the gun in his hand against Lin Weiguo's temple. At this time, Lin Weiguo's face was ashen, and when he saw a strange smell, his pants had been wet by him.

The companion lit the fire and slammed the accelerator. The jeep rushed out with a strange scream like a wild horse.

Two cars followed, and people kept shooting at their cars from the windows.

The three cars were speeding through the city. Zebra crossings and traffic lights were completely useless to them. In comparison, Han Xiaofeng and the others still suffered. It was not that their cars were slow, but that they had to constantly avoid pedestrians and traffic lights. Motorcycle, because once hit, it is a life.

But the chasing vehicles didn't care about this at all. Even when they were crossing the zebra crossing, Han Xiaofeng saw with his own eyes that they knocked away the old couple crossing the road.

"Beast!" Han Xiaofeng cursed, and the barrel of the gun in his hand was pushed into Lin Weiguo's flesh. Lin Weiguo couldn't help but scream.

"Shut up, you bastard! These people's lives will be recorded on your head." Han Xiaofeng gave him a hard blow, and Lin Weiguo immediately did not dare to speak.

"Xiao Feng, let's not worry so much, they are not Chinese anyway!" his companion said anxiously.

"No, Zilu, these are innocent people, we can't take human lives like this just to complete the mission!" Han Xiaofeng's tone was firm and persistent, and his companion had no choice but to sigh and continue to concentrate on driving.

Three cars were running end to end on the street. Several police cars not far away received the news and began to surround them.

However, the police car did not dare to drive like them, so it could not catch up for a while.

Zi Lu turned the steering wheel fiercely and turned into an alley. The alley was so narrow that only one person could pass. Pedestrians coming by had to stand close to the wall to barely let the car pass.

Because they turned too sharply, the car behind them rushed over and failed to catch up, but the second car caught them tightly. This narrow place was perfect for shooting.

The rear window glass of Han Xiaofeng and the others had already been smashed. From time to time, a bullet entered the car and passed by the driver Zilu's ear.

Han Xiaofeng pushed Lin Weiguo down on the back seat. Seeing the critical situation, he grabbed a pillow in the car and threw it out of the back window.

When the car behind him didn't see clearly what it was, he stood up and shot the driver in the head. The car behind him tilted to the right, hit the wall, and then stopped. Zi Lu slapped the steering wheel fiercely: "Beautiful Xiao Feng , and then rushed out of the alley as soon as he refueled."

After several sharp turns, the car finally rushed out of the city and onto the highway. In fact, the highway here is also very narrow. There are only four lanes, and the traffic in both directions is just separated by a median.

But even so, Zilu drove much faster, moving through the traffic like a rocket, quickly leaving a car behind.

Han Xiaofeng glanced at his watch navigator and saw that he turned left at the intersection 20 kilometers ahead. From there, he got off the highway and walked a short distance to get there.

Zi Lu agreed and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom. Li Weiguo, who was unprepared, suddenly hit the car door and fainted.

The distance of twenty kilometers was approaching in an instant, but Zilu's expression changed: "Xiao Feng, there is a police car intercepting you at the intersection ahead, what should you do?"

Han Xiaofeng gritted his teeth and said, "Come through and try not to hurt anyone."

Zilu agreed, turned left, and arrived in front of a police car in an instant. Several policemen approached them with guns raised. Two police cars lay across the intersection, leaving only a gap more than two meters wide.

Facing the muzzle of the gun, Zilu suddenly reduced his speed to a minimum. When the police walked around the front of the car and ordered him to get out of the car, Zilu stepped on the accelerator. The jeep rushed toward the police car with black smoke coming out, and then drove the two police cars away. The impact caused everything to tilt sideways, and the jeep took advantage of the situation and climbed onto the trail, then disappeared into the night.

Several police officers got into the car and started the car. One car could no longer start, so they all piled into another car and chased away, but the jeep had disappeared.

At least there was no fork in the road, so they kept chasing.