The national school idol is a girl

Just the next second.

Wang Chuanlei's idea was also crushed.

Because right behind his car, a car drove up.

That car is very low-key compared to sports cars.

But it doesn't affect the boulders it throws at all.

Because the person who stepped out of the car was none other than Qin Mo.

His hands were still wrapped with white bandages, and he stood tall and tall.

Behind him were four sports cars. The camouflage uniforms and suits obviously didn't match well.

But this problem seemed to not exist in front of Qin Mo.

Under the halo, he has dark hair, a straight back, and deep, silent eyes.

Everywhere is explained.

He is a soldier.

Soldiers of the Yan Kingdom.

"Do you want to come out on your own, or should I cuff you down?"

This was Qin Mo's first sentence.

Bo Jiu held the side of his face with one hand, sat in the Land Rover, and smiled suddenly, somewhat evilly.

The great god’s words were really straightforward and neat.

Helpless, the person who was arrested seemed to be unwilling to give up.

"You rely on the power of the Qin family to slander anyone you want to slander? Couple them? Qin Mo, you must also pay attention to evidence when arresting people. I am a quiet person, but you rushed out like this and made such a big fuss. Have you ever thought about the impact?”

Wang Chuanlei knew that he couldn't go out. If he went out at this time, he would definitely be photographed. This is the Internet age. If it really caused any public opinion, his career would be over.

But, how could Qin Mo still let him pretend to be a coward?

He kicked him directly, and with that swift and sharp kick, he hit the car with a clang and was extremely cruel.

Wang Chuanlei trembled.

Even Bo Jiu felt that she would feel uneasy if she were in that car.

But the strength of the great master's kick... didn't seem to be so strong before.

Could it be that he didn't try his best when fighting her?

It seems that she needs to re-evaluate the master's force value so that there will be no accidents when kidnapping people.

Whether they were people sitting on the bus or people driving over, they all stuck their heads out. Almost everyone stretched their necks. There were many people taking pictures. After all, the scene felt like a blockbuster, and everyone Not sure what happened.

But the sudden appearance of four special forces soldiers dressed in camouflage uniforms was a scene rarely seen in ordinary times. They were so handsome that people thought they were acting in a movie.

Qin Mo leaned over and put his uninjured hand on the front of the car. He looked at the driver in the driver's seat with a slightly sideways look, domineering and dignified: "If he doesn't get off, you won't get off either?"

The driver now understood what had happened, and there must be something wrong with the person he was following.

Such a battle made his legs weak with fear, and he glanced at the rear mirror.

Wang Chuanlei's face was tense: "Sit down! Wait for someone to come!"

"Waiting for someone to come?" Hearing this, Qin Mo raised his bandaged left hand.

Just listen to a swish sound!

The sniper standing behind him raised his gun and pointed it at the car.

Qin Mo looked at the driver and said in a low voice: "My last question is, if he doesn't get off, you won't get off either?"

"I'll get off, I'll get off!" The driver was so frightened that his voice trembled. He opened the door tremblingly, but at an alarming speed. He had never seen such a forceful approach.

Wang Chuanlei watched helplessly as the car door was opened, and his face turned completely pale...