100 Ways to Get the Male God - Chapter 320

[Chapter 320 The Killer and the Little Mute (22)]

“That group of people are repeat offenders. Did you know that the robbery a few years ago was also them. They didn’t dare to hurt the hostages. After all, once they hurt the hostages, their nature is completely different… Hey, A? What are you doing?”

The policeman in the driver’s seat looked at the boy in astonishment. The window glass was rolled down, and the boy got up from the seat. He didn’t care about the danger of high-speed driving at all, and only left a light sentence: “Drive you.”

The policeman who subconsciously wanted to stop, his lips trembled, and he silently increased the speed.

The high-speed wind rushed into the car in an instant, and the wind blew the broken hair on the boy’s forehead, revealing the white forehead, and the light-colored eyes were cold and waveless.

The slender fingers wearing black gloves grabbed the roof of the car almost indifferently.

The police were stunned.

A, so…is it so brave?

The young policeman was instantly in awe.

The two cars were not far from each other, but in order not to provoke each other and hurt the hostages, the police car did not dare to approach.

Mu Ye turned around and made a gesture to the police.

The young man kneeled half-knelt in front of the car with long legs, his hair was blown by the gust of wind, and he turned his head with a cold expression. The black gloves only showed the white fingertips, and he looked very handsome. The policewomen in the back row were already stunned.

Understanding what he meant, the police car immediately accelerated.

As the distance got closer, the robbers panicked. Through the rear window, the police could see that the kidnapper who took the hostage raised his hand, trying to catch the girl who was huddled aside.

Mu Ye’s eyes were cold, he lifted the gun gently, the bullet penetrated the glass and nailed into the man’s wrist, the robber immediately screamed and blood gurgled out.

The other robber in the front row turned around in a panic, ignoring his companions, and reached out to grab the girl too—the hostage was their only bargaining chip.

Another bullet rushed into the car with the wind, and one shot hit his hand, rubbing the hot palm of his hand, causing the kidnapper to instinctively retract his hand, and then another shot hit his shoulder. One hand is completely destroyed.

“Damn, who is this…”

The driver in the front seat murmured shiveringly, desperately stepping on the accelerator, wanting to go faster.

Yu Chu huddled in the corner, staring blankly at the black-clothed long-legged boy who put away his gun and looked at her.

Damn, what a handsome nima… She blinked.

The two cars were approaching, Mu Ye supported the police car with one hand, and the man had easily climbed over to the one in front, raised his hand and punched the glass. With only one blow, the glass broke into pieces. The kidnappers jumped in with terrified eyes, ignoring the kidnapper’s trembling movement of holding the gun, and only half-kneeled, seeing that the girl was not injured, before reaching out to hug her.

Yu Chu obediently reached out to him, wrapped his arms around the teenager’s waist, buried his head in his arms, and felt that one hand was protecting the top of her head, while the other was raised steadily.

After the almost indifferent gunshot, the car suddenly became quiet, and the atmosphere was almost suffocating. The kidnapper who was driving slammed on the brakes and slammed out, but the scythe of the god of death was flattened.

A shot went off and everything went quiet.

Yu Chu felt that the slender hand above her head was steady and strong, she raised her head slightly, but halfway up, the hand above her head suddenly moved down, covering her eyes.

The girl frowned in confusion, obediently did not move, only gestured and asked him how to cover his eyes.

The young man glanced at the dead man, feeling inexplicable. He paused and whispered:

“Nothing…I want to kiss you.”