Pick Up a Killer as Girlfriend Chapter 814 814: Stay Calm

"Soul of Slaughter, what are you thinking?" Ikeshita finally noticed Lingze's unusual deanor.

"This Ye Xiaofan, can't be this stupid, right? Does he really naively believe that using HLY007 can exchange for the freedom of those two people?"

"If it were the Black Mantis who killed Zhu Fan before, certainly wouldn't be this dumb." Uncle Zhong suddenly thought of this as well.

"Yeah, would it really be this smooth?" Lingze still couldn't easily believe this.

"Soul of Slaughter, if it were you, what would you do?" Fujita suddenly turned around and looked at Lingze.

"? I… logically speaking, if it were alone to save people, there's simply no solution, certain death. But even knowing things would turn out this way, if he still cos, I think he must have so preparations. Mr. Ikeshita, probably when you bring nightingale to the DJ, you need to be careful."

"Hmm? What about the five hundred million US Dollars? You're not planning to take it?" Uncle Zhong suddenly asked with a laugh.

"What Mr. Fujita gave is enough for , and this ti with those three seniors going together, it's not my turn to take action." Lingze also laughed.

It's not that he doesn't want the money, it's just there's always a misunderstanding in his heart, better stay here and wait for news.

"Perhaps, he also knows there's no solution, can only try his luck? Besides, even if he wants to play tricks, DJ is our headquarters, he couldn't possibly play tricks under our noses." Uncle Zhong continued.

"Hmm, get ready to depart, Soul of Slaughter, if you can successfully obtain HLY007, I'll acknowledge your contribution, and I'll speak well of you in front of that lord at that ti." Fujita shifted topics and said.

"Really? Thank you, Mr. Fujita."

"Okay. Ikeshita, get ready to set off. Let those three seniors and nightingale share one vehicle. You also take care of yourself."

"Yes..."

While designing this plan, it was also ntioned before, Xiaofan also considered Lingze's intelligence. Sure enough, inconspicuously lurking within Yanhuang Soul. Last ti, created such turmoil in Yanhuang Soul and successfully took Shen Zuimo away, how could Xiaofan not be wary of this person.

Lingze indeed suspected, but Xiaofan deliberately delayed for so long, made a great show of mystery, even if he suspected, he couldn't think that they were already ambushed in Kyoto. If given so more ti, maybe he could figure it out, but now Xiaofan has given them little ti.

They waited so long, even waiting for Xiaofan to co, once they heard Xiaofan was coming, they couldn't wait to trade and get their hands on the goods.

Plus, here is their ho turf, Xiaofan has no Inner Strength, with all these advantageous factors presented, no one can harbor more doubt.

So, Lingze finally watched the convoy depart, looking at the slowly departing team, Lingze couldn't relax his furrowed eyebrows: Ye Xiaofan, Ye Xiaofan, you mustn't die so easily. If you die, where would I find an opponent? How would I get promoted and rich? That head worth five hundred million US Dollars, should be taken by . So, don't die so early.

Shen Zuimo erged, it's her first ti coming out since arriving here. Although her hands and feet are still shackled, who knows, maybe soon these chains binding her will be unlocked.

He, where is he waiting for her?

Clearly such a dangerous existence, yet sohow, that conviction hasn't changed. From when did she start having such faith in him? Yes? From when?

"Xiaofan, the car is out, the route is normal, going your way."

"Your company's caras are really amazing..." Xiaofan watched the images transmitted on his phone, jokingly praising.

"It's not necessarily a good signal, I just bumped the Migratory Bird Tracker onto the cara. Get ready over there."

"Mm, in five minutes..."

Five minutes, precisely five minutes, Xiaofan took out his phone and dialed the number.

"Hey, Uncle Zhong, have you set off yet?"

"Already on the road, don't worry."

"Where's Zuimo? I want to talk."

"We're not in the sa car."

"Then stop, give her the phone."

"You... you'll see soon, what's the hurry?"

"Cut the crap, I need to ensure you brought Zuimo if I can't see her, I won't trade with you." Xiaofan pouted and said.

"Must see?"

"Must see..."

"Wait..."

Uncle Zhong was also helpless, had to instruct the driver to stop, took the phone and walked toward the car behind.

He saw, roughly five hundred ters away, Xiaofan saw those stopped vehicles. Also saw Uncle Zhong alight, handing the phone into the car.

"Hello... Xiaofan."

"Thank heavens, whew..."

She's inside, she's in that car, Xiaofan was really happy. He breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

Right now, Xiaofan was by a hotel room window on the roadside, watching the car five hundred ters away, making calls while watching.

"Be careful..."

Shen Zuimo: There are three very skilled experts in the car.

No video talk this ti, Shen Zuimo lightly tapped the back of the phone, relaying the situation on this side.

"Ah..."

Xiaofan: Hang in there, oh, your brother ca too.

"Mm."

Hung up the call, the long convoy headed out again. Xiaofan also packed up his luggage, descended using the hotel elevator.

"They're coming over, Zuimo is in the third-to-last car, black stretch version..."

"License plate is 69999..." Li Kuo's voice suddenly cut in.

"Good one. Then, get ready..."

Ca down to the floor, Xiaofan saw the car pass by right in front of him, put the luggage into his car, then took off the mask...

This is the only opportunity, must succeed.

Staring at the car passing by right in front, Xiaofan almost couldn't contain the excitent in his heart. Zuimo, Zuimo, do you know, the distance between us now is less than twenty ters.

Watching the car slowly move away, Xiaofan tapped the earpiece communication device.

"Final check, whether the intercom is working normally."

Li San: Normal.

Li Kuo: Normal.

Ren Ying: Normal.

Han Shengjun: Normal.

Shen Junjie: Normal.

Lei Xiaolei: Normal.

"Old Han..."

"The car has entered my sight range, at most forty seconds will reach the attack zone..."

"Hold on, don't rush..." Xiaofan's breath was unexpectedly a bit hurried too.

"Countdown at ten seconds... ten, nine, eight..."