Zhong Shan realized that there was something wrong with what he said, and his expression changed subtly. The gun pointed at her became a little unsteady:

"You, what do you mean?"

"Tsk." Qi Yan suddenly smiled at him.

The cold facial features suddenly became lively, like melting ice and snow.

Zhong Shan was distracted for a moment, and at that moment, the smile that was enough to bewitch people disappeared completely.

His wrist hurt, and the pistol slipped out of his palm and fell into a white, slender hand.

The strong visual impact of black and white is like a very fragmented and violent work of art.

However, Zhong Shan had no time to appreciate it, because the man holding the gun quickly raised his hand and hit him hard on the forehead with the butt of the gun without saying a word.

“Ah!” Zhong Shan covered his buzzing head, “You!! How dare you attack me?!”

The green light turned on at this moment. Qi Yan casually twirled the pistol and started the car.

"Give me back my gun!" Zhong Shan finally suppressed the numbness and pain in his head, pulled out his seat belt and went to the driver's seat to grab the gun, "Give it back to me now!"

next second.

He closed his mouth and leaned back until he was right next to the leather seat, with nowhere to go.

He clutched his seat belt, staring at the muzzle of a gun extending from the driver's seat and pointing directly at his forehead, and swallowed quickly.

"Be honest," Qi Yan said coldly, holding the steering wheel with one hand, "I can only guarantee your life. As for whether you will lose arms and legs, or whether your brain is still working well—"

She paused, "It's hard to say."

"..." Zhong Shan stared at the muzzle of the gun that was moving slightly downward and accurately aimed at his knees. He quickly pulled his backpack to block his knees, "Give me back my gun."

"Okay." Qi Yan dismantled the pistol into pieces with one hand, and soon threw the shattered parts back to him, "I'll give it back to you."

Zhong Shan: “…”

He held the missing parts and didn't know how to put them together. The most important thing was that she hadn't given him any bullets.

Guns are banned in the country, and this is the only gun he has to save his life!

Zhong Shan's chest heaved violently. He was about to explode with anger but there was nothing he could do. With Qi Yan's posture of unloading the gun, wouldn't it be easy for him to break his bones?

"Where did my dad get you from?"

Qi Yan glanced at him in the rearview mirror, but didn't respond and said, "We're almost there."

Zhong Shan then looked out the window and found that he had arrived at the sparsely populated suburbs of the emperor. He had a premonition that something was wrong.

"Where exactly are you going to take me?"

"..."

"I won't tell you the account information unless you take me to see my dad."

"..."

The only response he got was silence. Zhong Shan's forehead was bulging with veins. "Why aren't you talking? I'm asking you a question!"

"..."

When Qi Yan turned around, she gave him a compassionate look to show that she was listening.

Zhong Shan calmed down and began to persuade him:

"Don't you want the money in the account? As long as you see my dad, I'll give you all the money. Lao Zhong is in the import and export business, he's very rich..."

"Heh." Qi Yan interrupted his temptation with a short sneer, "Did Zhong Chenjun tell you that?"

"Did I say anything wrong?" Zhong Shan was confused.

"Humph," Qi Yan grinned, "That's right."

"Then what do you mean?"

"..."

Qi Yan no longer looked at him or spoke, and drove seriously. No matter how Zhong Shan jumped in the back, he ignored him.

No matter what he asked, there was no response at all. Only Zhong Shan was scratching his hair in anger.

This woman is definitely an expert at cold violence!

Ten minutes later, the SUV stopped.

Zhong Shan grabbed the bag strap, looked at the scene in front of him, and asked with a strange expression: "Why did you bring me here?"

"Send you back to where you belong."

Qi Yan took out a candy from his pocket at some point, unwrapped it and put it in his mouth.

Without saying a word, he reached out and grabbed Zhong Shan's backpack and dragged him inside.

"What are you doing? Let me go! I won't go!" Zhong Shan was forced to go inside, "I won't go!"

Qi Yan didn't care about his wailing and handed him over to the airport staff: "We have contacted a special plane before, and quickly sent him back to Country B and landed him in the capital."

"learn."

"Hey! I said I'm not leaving!" Zhong Shan was escorted by two private airport security guards, "I haven't seen my dad yet! I can't leave!"

Qi Yan looked at him with a candy stick between his lips, looking like a hooligans with a cigarette in his mouth: "Behave yourself, Master Zhong."

It's even more like it when you speak.

"Aren't you protecting me? Is this how you protect me?" He tried to remain calm and pointed at the security guards who were holding him on both sides.

“Don’t ask for that much.”

Qi Yan waved her hand, and the security guard carried Zhong Shan towards the security checkpoint.

He struggled desperately and shouted at the tall figure walking out slowly.

"Hey! I'm not leaving! Didn't you say you wanted my account information? I'm telling you! I'm telling you!! Don't leave! Hey!"

No matter how he called, Qi Yan didn't turn around.

He felt disappointed. It seemed like she just casually mentioned such a huge fortune.

Zhong Shan gritted his teeth and looked around quickly. He couldn't just go back like this. He couldn't...

Airport lobby.

Qi Yan walked here and bought a bottle of water from the vending machine.

He had the drink in his hand yet and had just taken out his phone to send a message to Zuo Yu when he heard impatient and noisy footsteps and shouting behind him.

"catch him!"

"Don't let him get out!"

"Catch him quickly!"

"Where's the security guard in the outer hall?!"

Qi Yan stood next to the vending machine, looking at Zhong Shan who nimbly climbed over the security fence, unscrewed the bottle cap, and slowly drank a sip of water to clear the sweetness in his mouth.

So lively.

She commented on the scene.

Zhong Shan obviously saw Qi Yan.

There was nothing he could do as her presence was too strong, but he didn't run towards her. Before rushing out of the airport lobby, he arrogantly gave her the middle finger.

"Fuck you!"

"..."

Qi Yan silently screwed the bottle cap back on, his eyes indifferent and cold.

We were about to step outside into the bright sunshine.

Before Zhong Shan could vent his anger for provoking Qi Yan, he felt a sharp pain from being hit on the back. He staggered and almost hit his head on the ground.

I heard the sound of plastic and water rolling beside me. I turned my head and saw a bottle of mineral water that I had only taken a sip of rolling at my feet.

Just at this moment of daze, the security guards swarmed in from behind and pinned him to the ground.

"let me go!!"

Qi Yan walked over slowly, and the staff who came hurriedly came forward:

"Boss, he beat up the security guard and ran out."

"You have good skills." Qi Yan lowered his eyes and cast an emotionless gaze at Zhong Shan.

"You hit someone. Should I send you to the police station? You should be safe there."

Zhong Shan turned his head to look at her with difficulty and retorted.

"You're restricting my personal freedom. This is simply kidnapping! Aren't you breaking the law?"

"..." Qi Yan half-knelt down, pointed to the outside of a glass door, and asked an irrelevant question, "Do you want to go out by yourself?"

"So what?" Zhong Shan shouted, "Let them let me go first!"

He feels uncomfortable talking now!

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