Boss, she's acting as a good girl again

Chapter 80 Ning Miao: The better you smile, the harder you kick
2 minute later.

A group of tall and burly men were paralyzed on the ground, life and death unknown, like dead fish that had been stranded.

Qin Yan got out of the car with a numb expression on his face.

Suddenly, with sharp eyes, he saw one of them lying there struggling to lift up a mini modified pistol, and the black muzzle was about to aim at Ning Miao's back.

"careful!"

Qin Yan knew that it was too late to take out the pistol at his waist, so he subconsciously rushed forward, instinctively trying to help Ning Miao block the gun.

Snapped!
Before Qin Yan could stop him, there was a muffled sound of shooting from a suppressed pistol. The man lying on the ground shook his wrist and let go of the pistol.

Qin Yan, who was in the air, turned over and jumped up neatly, only to see that Ning Miao was slowly putting down a pistol of the same model, and put the gun back on another man who had passed out.

"Qin Yan, thank you."

Ning Miao frowned and thanked.

Then he strolled to the side of the sneak attacking man whose wrist was pierced by a bullet, tilted his head and raised a cute and innocent smile, but a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes, and stretched out his leg to kick him on the shoulder.

"puff!"

The man who weighed ninety kilograms was kicked a few meters away, rolled over in embarrassment, and passed out vomiting blood.

Qin Yan: "..."

He opened his mouth, but found that he didn't know what to say.

After a while, he finally recovered his voice: "Ning...Miss Ning, then I'll call Mr. Qin to clean up."

"No, these people are targeting Chen Jin."

Ning Miao took out her mobile phone and made a call.

"In Yongfeng Lane, Yuquan Road, um, nine people, two cars, all here..."

After Ning Miao finished the phone call, she glanced at Qin Yan who was struggling, and said empathetically, "There's nothing to hide, you can say anything."

Qin Yan's scalp went numb.

He was thinking about how to report this to Lord Qin.

Ning Miao pursed her lips and said, "What you are thinking is written on your face."

Qin Yan subconsciously sullen his face.

Then I remembered that he got a high score in the facial expression management course. Although he is not like Qin Han's hidden old fox, ordinary people can't see what he is really thinking.

Miss Ning is too wicked.

"You can read minds, right?" He smiled wryly.

Ning Miao gave a vague answer: "It's sort of."

Qin Yan: "..." You really answered.

Ning Miao and the others were so bored, they squatted down on the side of the road, raised their eyebrows and asked, "Have you heard of the deductive method?"

Qin Yan nodded: "The method of detective reasoning, collecting information for reasoning..."

After speaking, he realized.

Well, I still gave too much information with my expression.

After chatting for a few words, within a minute, Chen Jin's motorcade came quickly.

The person who took the lead was Chen Jin's assistant.

Seeing people lying on the ground, the assistant looked surprised, and directed his subordinates to carry the seriously injured and unconscious people into the car, nodded respectfully to Ning Miao, and then drove away together with the two out-of-town cars.

The black asphalt road became clean again, only two or three drops of blood from the piercing of the wrist had already seeped into the black road.

Qin Yan lowered his head and pressed a button on the smart terminal watch, notifying the reinforcements that the scene was out of danger, and then he was about to turn around and get on the car.

But Ning Miao was still squatting alone on the side of the road, with his arms hugging his knees, looking a little lonely.

The dim light from the street lamp above her head hit her slightly drooping long eyelashes, making her eyes dim in the shadows.

"Chen Jin's people are gone, why hasn't the support you called arrived yet?"

She sighed lightly.

Qin Yan: "..." Can this be compared...

He could tell that Chen Jin's motorcade was already waiting nearby, ready to go fishing!
Otherwise, how could it come in half a minute, teleportation?

It's only been four or five minutes since he sent out the distress signal. Even if he came by helicopter, it would be too difficult for Master Qin's people...

buzzing.

At this time, Ning Miao's cell phone vibrated.

She took it out to take a look.

Qin Chan's phone call.

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