Time passes by every second.
In the big villa outside Mingshui Mansion, several groups of people had their own thoughts.
The people of the Xie family were still waiting to watch the fun.
Simon and the others were also thinking about how to delay time.
Everyone seemed to have made an agreement, waiting for the final "result" to come out, and then each of them would perform their final show.
…
The situation at Mingshui Mansion was quite different from what they had imagined.
“17.”
The girl's voice sounded a bit careless, cold and dry.
At the same time, there was a sound of kicking the door behind her, followed by the muffled sound of a silencer gun that Ye Wangchuan had found from somewhere.
"18, 19."
He was in a mood to chuckle and seemed quite happy.
"It seems I'm luckier than you. I opened two eggs at once and got a double yolk egg."
Qiao Nian raised her eyes and glanced at him. She couldn't see the expression on his face clearly in the dark, but she felt speechless.
Where does his desire to win come from
But I thought so in my heart.
Her movements were quicker and more decisive than before. She glanced up, said "be careful", pulled the man back with one hand, and fired a precise shot with her hand.
A man hiding at the entrance of the corridor fell to the ground.
Qiao Nian stopped and changed the magazine for himself. There was a hint of coldness between his brows. His movements were extremely smooth as he changed the magazine and loaded the gun.
A set of work takes only 1.5 seconds.
This speed is impressive enough in the professional field.
It can be seen that she is not hiding anything and her level is quite real.
Qiao Nian changed the magazine and pulled up his only hoodie to cover his eyes, revealing only his sharp jaw with smooth and beautiful lines.
She seemed to be having a lot of fun. She deliberately gave someone a look in return, licked her red lips, and said arrogantly, "It's even."
Ye Wangchuan immediately realized that she meant that the number of people was even.
He raised his thin lips and invited her lazily, "Isn't there still more than half left? Continue?"
"Okay."
The girl agreed readily, but felt that it was meaningless to continue the competition, so she took the initiative to bring it up: "I remember you have a modified Aston Martin in your garage."
There are several cars parked in the garage below Ye Wangchuan's residence in Beijing, in addition to the Phaeton that he likes to use on a daily basis.
There are also several sports cars.
But those cars were almost covered with dust because of his storage.
Anyway, Qiao Nian had never seen him drive one.
But she had sharp eyes and had seen it once before, and she remembered a modified racing sports car from a row of cars.
The fiery red sports car has smooth and arrogant lines, and it looks very exciting to drive.
She fell in love with him at first sight.
But at that time she had just registered at Tsinghua University, and as a student, it was not appropriate for her to drive such a flashy car to show off.
She suddenly remembered at this moment that Bo Jingxing had mentioned to her that there was a mountain road specially designed for sports cars in the suburbs of Beijing.
In the past, they often made plans to go racing on that winding mountain road.
Qiao Nian suddenly wanted it.
"Would you like to take a gamble?"
The girl's long eyelashes were pressed down, which was quite stylish. Her tone was relaxed and it didn't sound like they were surrounded by people, but more like the two of them were surrounded by dozens of people.
"If I win, the car is mine."
"I lost, you can do whatever you want with me."
"how?"
In the darkness, Ye Wangchuan was silent for a second, mainly because he didn't expect that she still remembered what cars he had in his garage and was interested in his favorite modified sports car.
In fact, as long as Qiao Nian asks him for one car, he can give her ten. It’s not like he can’t afford it.
(End of this chapter)