The Lord’s Little Cutie Is the Old Ancestor

Yan Chenxi's relaxed attitude made all these gangsters in the van bewildered.

After a while, the gangsters who had been sent out to take the opportunity to kidnap also ran back.

After seeing Yan Chenxi, who leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and Qin Baozhu with a dazed face, I was shocked.

What should they do if they have lost people and are still upset.

As a result, these two were actually in the car!

"Boss, you tied it up?"

The boss shook his head incredulously, "I said they both came up by themselves, do you believe it?"

Damn it, it’s the first time I saw someone so stupid after being a gangster for so long, and I actually fell into a snare.

"Then... what shall we do now?"

"What else can I do, take someone back for business!"

Several people under the car hurried into the car, and the door of the van closed again.

"Boss, don't you think it's weird? These two girls actually came up by themselves? Under the sun, how can there be such a good thing? There is no explosion in it, right?" one of the bullies asked.

"No matter what he explodes, haven't you all confirmed that there is no one else to protect them? Just two ladies, what can they do?" The boss did not put Yan Chenxi and Qin Baozhu in his eyes. If they think that they are in the trap, it's definitely because they got in the wrong car. That's because they are stupid.

As he said, the boss looked back at Yan Chenxi, who was leaning on the back of the chair and closed his eyes, and said, "Look at that girl, still sleeping there. I'm not afraid at all, maybe I think we are what we do."

Yes, it seems that there is really no sense of crisis at all.

"Anyway, people are in our car. When they get to the place, they know they regret it." The boss started the car as he said, thinking, these two ladies, how big their hearts are, "Go and see, they are If you have a mobile phone or communication equipment, take it down if you have one."

A **** with a knife in his hand, walked up to Qin Baozhu and Yan Chenxi, threatening, "Quick! Take out your mobile phones!"

Looking at the shining knife, Qin Baozhu was a little frightened, afraid that Yan Chenxi would be hurt, so she peeked forward, "No...no! We didn't bring a mobile phone..."

She did not bring it, and when she left the house, she forgot to leave it in the mansion.

As for whether Yan Chenxi took it, she didn't know, but she also knew that the mobile phone could not be handed over at this time.

The gangster with the knife heard it and immediately made a fierce look, "Dare not to cooperate with us! If you don't take out the phone, or I will..."

As he said, the **** shook the knife in the direction of Qin Baozhu's face.

However, before he finished playing with his prestige, the next second, his wrist was caught by Yan Chenxi, who closed his eyes and calmed down.

There was a sudden pain in the wrist, and the expression on the bastard's face immediately became distorted, the knife in his hand could no longer be held, and it fell.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Is this painful?" Yan Chenxi had already opened her eyes. She was disturbed with an unhappy expression. "To disturb my ancestor's rest, use sharp weapons in front of the elders. It's time to fight."

After speaking, Yan Chenxi closed her small hand slightly, and the gangster's palm was bent ninety degrees toward the back of his hand.

Inside the carriage, the cracking sound of bones can be clearly heard.

"Ah! My hand! Ah! Ah!"

The other gangsters were shocked by this scene and looked at Yan Chenxi dumbfounded.