Kidnapping My Future Wife

However, Prof. Ding's operation this time was known by one of Xiao Yun's enemies, Ling Ziao. He had long wanted to ruin Xiao Yun's artificially planted Snow-Velvet Lingzhi plan. Now he saw that Prof. Ding was going to Beijing for a vacation. An evil plan rose in his heart.    

    

He received a call from Prof. Ding at the airport in the Eastern District. He borrowed a sports car from a disciple to pick them up.    

    

On the highway to Beijing, a sports car was speeding. It was Xiao Yun's sports car. On the sports car, Xiao Yun was carrying Gao Jianming and Prof. Ding.    

    

Who knew that at this time, there were three sports cars chasing them from behind. It seemed like they had been chasing them for a long time. There were two people in each of the three sports cars. One was driving in the front, while the other was sitting in the back, shaking the pistol in his hand. They all had arrogant expressions on their faces. Sometimes, they would even point the handgun at Xiao Yun's sports car in front of them. However, they did not open the pistol.    

    

It turned out that this group of people was an assassin hired by a friend from Beijing, Ling Zioto. Xiao Yun looked at the rearview mirror from time to time and rode the sports car very fast. He really wanted to shake off the people behind him. However, these people followed very closely and did not give up at all. It was easier said than done to shake them off in such a short period of time.    

    

Xiao Yun brought Gao Jianming and Prof. Ding out of the building in Emerald Bamboo dance hall and ran straight to Hui Ling Hospital. He was anxious about Huang Lijiang's injuries. At that time... His car drove very fast, but he didn't know when there were three sports cars following him. When Xiao Yun first saw them in the rearview mirror, he saw them holding handguns and gesturing at him.    

    

Xiao Yun knew they were not easy to deal with. He wanted to shake them off, so he had to take another route. He would go to Hui Ling Hospital after he shook them off. However, even now, he still could not shake them off.    

    

At this time, the leader of the three sports cars spoke, and then he said, "Look carefully, all of you. Don't hit the pretty girl sitting at the back. All of you, aim at the car."    

    

With this order, the person sitting behind the three sports cars slanted his body. The gun that was pointed at the car finally started firing at Xiao Yun's sports car. They were all very obedient. The three guns were aimed at the back tire of Xiao Yun's sports car.    

    

Prof. Ding was sitting at the back of Xiao Yun's sports car. She was so frightened that her face turned pale. She held Gao Jianming's waist tightly and pressed her face against Gao Jianming's wide back. She closed her eyes.    

    

Xiao Yun heard the sound of the gun behind him. Cold sweat oozed out of his spine. He was driving the sports car under the pressure of the bullets. He asked himself this question in his heart. Was he really old?    

    

"Trash, what do you do for food?" Seeing that they could not hit Xiao Yun's sports car, the leader behind said angrily, "If you can't hit her, then aim at that bastard's head. However, don't hit that woman."    

    

Xiao Yun felt a bullet fly over his head. He gritted his teeth. He took one hand into his arms and pointed in the direction with the other. He took out a pistol from his arms and handed it to Gao Jianming, who was behind him. Then he said, "Gao Jianming, kill this bunch of animals.    

    

The three sports cars that kept chasing him finally pissed Xiao Yun off. Gao Jianming took the gun that Xiao Yun gave him. Because the sports car drove too fast, the wind was too strong. He did not hear what Xiao Yun was saying clearly. However, he knew what Xiao Yun meant.    

    

He took the pistol and the first feeling he got was that it was very convenient. He looked at the pistol and smiled with satisfaction. He turned around and shot two pistols at the back.    

    

The sports car was moving at a high speed. The wind it brought was not ordinary. Gao Jianming turned around and was blocked by Prof. Ding's long hair in the wind. The second pistol hit a big truck behind him with one hand.    

    

Xiao Yun saw the traffic accident caused by his gun in the rearview mirror and could not help laughing. Then he looked nervous again. The three sports cars in the rearview mirror were still "biting" and after Gao Jianming's second-hand gun, the sound of the guns became more concentrated. Gao Jianming's second-hand gun did not have any effect on them. Instead, it pissed them off.    

    

The leader of the other side shouted again, and then he said, "They are all trash. Can you aim at them? Just aim at the car. I don't believe that three handguns can't even hit one gun." In fact, he was also sitting at the back and firing. However, it seemed like he had never missed a pistol before. The word "trash" seemed to have nothing to do with him at all.    

    

Finally, a bullet blew up the tire of Xiao Yun's sports car. The sound of the explosion was similar to the thunder in the sky, and it scared a boy in his 40s or 50s on the street to tears on the spot.    

    

Just as the boy was crying, Xiao Yun's sports car was thrown out like a bull in heat. It rushed straight to a wedding shop. The big transparent glass was only waiting for the "bull in heat" to hit it. Prof. Ding was so scared that she screamed in despair.    

    

Gao Jianming gritted his teeth. He knew that he could not avoid this disaster. He stretched out his long left leg and hit the big glass. The newlyweds who were choosing their wives in the Marriage Sand Shop... They all stared with wide eyes, then closed their eyes with all their might. They hugged their heads and squatted down, the sound of glass shattering and Gao Jianming's left leg screaming in pain. All at the same time... It went into their ears and pierced their ears. They lost their hearing for a moment, and then they cried out together.    

    

Gao Jianming's whole leg had been shaken by the wood, but he had stopped the tragedy of the sports car entering the Marriage Sand Shop. Gao Jianming used his other leg to support the ground, which made the sports car not fall. Prof. Ding was still hugging Gao Jianming's waist tightly, and her leg was pressed down by the sports car. Xiao Yun had already rolled out of the sports car and only stood up after a long time. He first helped Prof. Ding off the sports car, then went to help Gao Jianming. Gao Jianming waved his hand at him. Gao Jianming gritted his teeth very hard. The impact just now had clearly hurt his leg very much.