Star Beast World: Little Rose is the most beautiful female!

Chapter 90 Fast and Furious?!

"My name is Hilser Demon, your first male."

Jing Weisha didn't expect that this body's tear incontinence would be so serious. She looked at Hilse and couldn't help but burst into tears!

A drop of crystal tear condensed at the end of the scarlet eye, beautiful and pure, like a pool of clear spring under the moonlight, breathtakingly beautiful.

Hilse grabbed the car door handle, forcibly opened the locked door, and stretched out his free hand to Jing Weisha.

"Come to me and trust me, everything will be alright."

"Let go of Duke Andrew! Otherwise we will shoot!" A warning came from the helicopter broadcast above.

At this point, who would let go of the hostages?
Jing Weisha had no choice but to hold Hilse's hand.

Just as he placed his hand on Hilse's palm and left the car, he heard the loud roar of a car engine approaching rapidly. The Beizhao soldiers who surrounded them dodged in a panic, and some were even knocked away.

An old yellow taxi was parked perfectly in the encirclement.

The dusty car window rolled down, revealing a face that didn't fit the car at all.

The noble purple eyes slowly scanned the scene, and the armed soldiers retreated, "Your Majesty!"

Between being a prince and being a duke, which is more important, only a fool can’t tell the difference!

Seeing Shen Que, An Lu finally showed panic on his face, "Prince? Aren't you in the palace?"

A rocket hit the infantry transport vehicle behind Jing Weisha. After the explosion, a cloud of fire rushed up, causing Jing Weisha's long hair to flutter in the flames.

Just now, Hilse threw Anlu away, covered Jing Weisha's head, hugged her and turned around and jumped away. All the flying shrapnel were blocked by Hilse's broad back.

"Duke!" The soldiers went over and helped Andrew up. Fortunately, he was wearing a bulletproof vest and did not forget to protect his head when the explosion occurred, so he was not seriously injured.

It was different with Hilser.

"Your Highness! How could you take the initiative to attack Admiral Hilse!" The first thing An Lu did when he got up was to shout at Shen Que.

There was a murderous aura in Shen Que's purple eyes. Without caring about anything else, he got out of the car and took Jing Weisha out of Hilse's arms. In full view of everyone, he held her tightly in the back seat and fastened her seat belt quickly but without panic.

"Sit tight, things might get a little complicated tonight."

Jing Weisha's eyes had not yet moved away from Hilser, "Prince, can you ..."

The car window on the other side was shattered by a sudden bullet. When the glass fragments bounced towards her, Shen Que used his arm to block them. He remained calm even when the glass fragments pierced his arm.

This time Jing Weisha was so frightened that she was trembling and couldn't utter a complete sentence.

One of the pieces of glass splashed on Shen Que's face. He turned his head to avoid it, but it still left a blood mark on that handsome face.

Without taking care of his wound, Shen Que closed the car door and returned to the driving seat. He stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the engine of the old taxi roared again, like an activated beast running out of its reins, and its speed had reached its limit.

After riding in Luo Ang's car several times, Jing Weisha still couldn't get used to such a speed, especially when the glass on one side was shattered and strong winds kept pouring in.

Sitting in the driver's seat, Shen Que had a composed expression, and his demeanor was indescribably dignified no matter what the occasion.

Jing Weisha looked at Shen Que's well-proportioned face through the rearview mirror.

The strong wind that poured into the car blew his hair into the air, and his entire facial contour appeared in the field of vision. Every one of his facial features was perfect and impeccable.

There was no expression on this beautiful face, it was as peaceful and calm as a calm lake in autumn.

Jing Weisha's eyes left the handsome face and moved to his hand. The arm he had used to protect himself was already covered in blood, and glass fragments pierced through the long sleeves of his jacket and pierced into his flesh. The military green fabric was dyed dark red and flowed down the steering wheel under his hand like a bright red river.

Jing Weisha was horrified by what she saw, but she didn't dare to say anything for fear of disturbing Shen Que.

Gunshots continued to be heard from behind. In the rearview mirror, several black cars appeared behind, and armed men were aiming and shooting with rifles.

The target is not someone else, but their car!

Shen Que manipulated the steering wheel in his hand, his posture was as elegant as a calligrapher splashing ink, smooth and powerful.

The limits of taxis have been broken through by several levels in his hands.

"Shasha, hold on to your seat belt and sit tight." Shen Que spoke with a tone as gentle as water.

Jing Weisha didn't dare to hesitate, and her pair of pale little hands tightly grasped the seat belt on her chest.

After seeing her holding on to her seat belt through the rearview mirror, Shen Que turned the steering wheel 360 degrees and turned the front of the car to face the pursuing car from behind.

The taxi did not stop moving forward, it just reversed.

Shen Que pulled a gun from his jacket pocket and stretched his bloody arm out of the car window. Jing Weisha watched him fire several shots in succession, dodging the sniper's shots and hitting the sniper and the wheels of the chasing car with every shot!
The accuracy is truly terrifying!
Looking at Shen Que's face again, he was still calm, gentle and quiet.

The hail of bullets outside did not cause any ripples on his face.

Jing Weisha thought of an old saying: He who has stormy waves in his heart but a calm face can be appointed as a general!

He remained calm even when Mount Tai collapsed in front of him.

Perhaps it can be called the imperial style.

After the bullets were used up, Shen Que withdrew his hand, turned the steering wheel and drove forward normally. The taxi shuttled through the high-tech Silver Moon City at high speed.

The pursuers from behind were still coming. Jing Weisha had seen this scene before, but only in blockbuster movies. It was particularly thrilling!
Something that shouldn't exist in real life actually happened to her. It was like a dream!

This is the real speed and passion!

Jing Weisha's heart was beating wildly and she couldn't calm it down at all. Her brain was no longer able to think independently.

In the rearview mirror, a motorcycle was weaving through a sky full of flying bullets and rockets. The man riding the motorcycle was turning with one hand, and firing an AK with his free hand, chasing after them at the speed of wind.

During the cornering process, the motorcycle rubs against the ground and splashes brilliant sparks, which is the ultimate visual feast.

When Jing Weisha saw the face of the man riding the motorcycle clearly, she took a deep breath and almost couldn't breathe!
"Luo Ang he...he..." Jing Weisha couldn't utter a complete sentence.

"Worried about him?" Shen Que asked calmly.

Jing Weisha nodded repeatedly.

At least they had iron shells for protection, but Luo Ang had nothing, he didn't even have a helmet!

Jing Weisha stared at the rearview mirror without blinking.

In the mirror, Luo Ang was still wearing a clean white shirt. He was not wearing glasses, his hair was flying, and his gentle eyebrows were full of madness.

While shooting, he did not forget to raise his eyebrows and wink at the taxi's rearview mirror.

(End of this chapter)