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Chapter 51 Chapter 51

Mianmian stared fixedly at the rear of the off-road vehicle. Under the dark sky, the street lights on both sides were shining brightly, and four black cars followed closely behind them, and they were extremely evenly distributed on several lanes. Obviously, the intention of those vehicles was to form an encirclement circle as soon as they caught up with them, making it impossible for them to escape.

As a teenager who lived under the banner of socialism since childhood, student Luobotou had never seen such a battle. His face turned pale with fright, and he hugged the seat and wanted to cry without tears. With a mournful face, he said in a trembling voice: "Sister... who are those people?"

Mianmian asked in her heart. You're so weak, you're still here this time? Fuck, the fiancé is a mercenary commander, what kind of experience is it like? The answer was: You might be scared to pee your pants at any time... The

lights in the car were not turned on, and there was a dark night sky outside, forming a pure black space inside the car. The man's tall body occupied the entire seat, his slender arms tightly imprisoned the petite body in his arms, and the strong and familiar masculine breath completely enveloped her.

Mianmian was extremely nervous, she looked up and saw Lu Jiancang's handsome face, her black eyes were sharp and cold, and she was very focused. Of course she understood how serious the situation was. There were four cars chasing them, their origins were unknown, and during this chase, it was very likely that there would be an exchange of fire like last time.

She was afraid in her heart, and she didn't dare to speak lightly to distract him, so she could only cuddle up to him tightly, wrapping her two small hands around his neck, her cheeks softly pressed against his warm neck, her body moving uncontrollably Shaking slightly.

Immediately afterwards, Mianmian clearly felt that the arms around her waist were getting tighter and tighter, almost trying to embed her completely in her body.

Lu Jiancang hugged the trembling little body in his arms, and lightly licked her delicate pink earlobes with the tip of his tongue, causing her to tremble sensitively. A low and soft voice came, with a deep smile, "You are more timid than I imagined." "

..." Fuck, I understand that you are driving and dare not disturb you, you still have time to laugh I... my uncle's.

Mianmian was even more embarrassed, her whole body was burning with shame, her little head was buried deeper in his arms, and she muttered: "Before I met you, I only watched guns on TV..." She paused, remembering What, quickly corrected: "Oh, no, I've seen Mr. Feng's too."

Lu Jiancang frowned slightly, "Feng Xiao?"

"Hmm..." She blinked her big eyes and looked up at him, and replied , "Yes. It's An An's husband, who saved the life of Luo Tou before. I have always been very grateful to him. They also have a lot of guns at home." "Ignore

him." In a cold tone.

"... Oh." She nodded blankly. He lowered his head and quickly kissed her on the forehead, then raised his head again and looked straight ahead, his dark and deep eyebrows revealed a kind of strong determination, his face was sombre and he stopped talking.

Seeing that his attention had returned to the rearview mirror, Mianmian obediently shut her mouth, lying in his arms, her two slender arms tightening his neck tightly.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Mianmian felt that the tone of the man's speech just now seemed a little unhappy. She was dumb, and it took her a while to recover - just now, she mentioned the opposite sex other than him, that's why he suddenly frowned and his tone suddenly became cold.