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Chapter 140 Raiders(1/2)

Franda came out just to buy wine, and she only brought some common items and did not carry any weapons.

But just as she left the apartment and came to the corner of the street.

The long-hidden security nerve kept stinging her brain, and there was only one thought in her mind.

Being followed!

Although she had lived with Lin Yi very early, she still knew some of the situations in the college city.

Including Lin Yi as Chairman of the Commission for Discipline Inspection and the fact that he and Yaresta are just cooperative relations.

Since you can sit in this position, there will be no fewer people who covet the energy behind him.

She ignored the cold sweat on her cheeks and continued to pretend to be nothing happened to her.

"Master, how are your driving skills?"

After getting in the car, Franda didn't even see anyone clearly, and the first thing he asked was this.

Close the car door, Franda tied up her seat belt and looked up.

It caught my eye with an ordinary uncle's face, unshaven beard, and it looked like an ordinary middle-aged uncle.

"Little sister, why are you coming out so late? Do you want me to send you home? My home!"

abnormal!

Franda wanted to untie the seat belt and get out of the car, but the door was locked by the driver.

With a foot on the accelerator, the green taxi quickly ran on the road.

Franda took out her cell phone, "You'd better park now, otherwise the consequences are not something you can afford!"

"Isn't it just a superpower? Do you think I don't know your background and attack you?"

The middle-aged greasy driver showed a strange smile on his face, "Hehehe, someone is targeting you. My little sister is so pitiful, but it doesn't matter, uncle will make you feel love."

Franda opened her phone, but saw no signal on it.

It's over!

She regretted why she didn't carry a few dolls with her to protect herself.

Her deceptive appearance and unexpected attacks are what makes her stronger, and she is not very strong in physical skills.

But she is still sure to deal with the uncle in front of her.

She began to calm down gradually, while observing the surrounding scenery, she secretly considered her current location.

As he asked the driver, "Where are you going to take me?"

"Didn't I say that we're going home."

The greasy driver was very patient with Flander.

After calming down and recovering his strength, Franda used his light to look for weapons in the car, and the seat belt had been untied.

The text message has been edited on the left hand phone.

The moment she gets off the car, she will press the send button.

Thirty minutes later.

The car stopped on an unmanned street corner, the sun had completely sunk into the horizon, and the street lights were flashing.

The deep alley is like a huge mouth that can be eaten by someone. It cannot be seen at the bottom, making people feel scared.

On the dilapidated wall, the old wooden sign with the household surname marked the word "Kimura" was written on it. It seems that this driver's "home".

Of course, it may be just a temporary base.

After all, this place seems to be a "dark alley", but the sky is too dark and Flander cannot be sure of it.

The driver twisted his fat waist and pushed open the car door and squeezed out of the car. The madness in his eyes was hard to hide.

Taking advantage of the light of the headlights, Franda found that the other party's left waist was bulging irregularly.

gun!

This is still quite fatal to her.

Everything along the way seemed to be calculated.

From the fact that she noticed being followed, and the rental car with the signal jammer installed in advance, the perverted driver carrying a gun in front of her.

"Hehe, little cutie, hand over your phone."

After rolling down the window, the driver took out a black pistol and pointed it at Franda with a drooling smile.

Franda felt her stomach churning, "This face is really disgusting."

"The dead duck is stubborn." The driver held the gun in both hands and pointed it at Franda. "I don't mind you being a corpse. Don't worry, I will treat you very carefully."

The flames spewed out of the muzzle illuminated the driver's face, and the sound echoed in the alley and was gradually swallowed up.

Franda didn't expect the other party to be so decisive. The moment the other party was about to pull the trigger, he had already reacted in advance and rushed to the driver's seat.

The advantage of being thin is fully reflected at this time.

The bullet rubbed her calves past, causing only a slight bruise. The driver was stunned, and then three gunshots appeared in the alley.

The glass on the side was completely shattered, and several bullet marks appeared on the windshield in front.

After firing a few shots, the driver's fierceness was completely aroused.

There are beasts hidden in the human body!

However, one hand had already reached out from the door link, and a small mobile phone appeared, with a cute cartoon ornament hanging on the rear.

Franda didn't want to die, and after pressing the send button, she threw the phone away with force.

The driver was panicked. When people were panicking, they would always make unexpected moves. Instead of attacking Franda, he raised his arm and raised his gun to point it at the phone in the distance and fired four shots.

"The Eighth Sook."

It is extremely unwise to actively expose the bullet when the opponent's gun has bullets.

How accurate is an ordinary person shooting when holding a pistol?

You're welcome to say that it's great to hit one or two shots at a distance of fifty meters.

The driver's face was covered with sweat, and the dark night added several debuffs to his head.

Four guns failed to hit the phone in the distance.

He gritted his teeth and glanced at the closed car door, quickly lifted his legs and ran towards the phone. He had to destroy the communication equipment.

This is the college city!

After hearing the steps, Franda pulled off the fabric and wrapped the broken glass and held it in her hand.

The driver ran to the side of his phone and immediately stepped on it instead of raising his leg to break it, but picked it up to check if the text message was sent out.

"Hahahahaha..."

"Little sister, it's not within the signal range. Your text message has failed."

Hearing the disgusting voice, Franda knew that she could only rely on herself this time.

Holding his left hand on the door handle and holding the sharp glass fragments in his right hand, the numbness of the wound on his feet had begun to fade, and then there was a severe pain.

The greasy driver smashed his phone hard to the ground and raised his leg and slashed it.

He was not panicked at all, and just stood in front of his taxi, grinning and touching his pocket, taking out a new magazine.

Click.

The bullet is loaded again, "Little sister, you'd better come out of the car obediently."

The driver held the pistol tightly in both hands and pointed it at the driver's seat, "If you come out, I can consider not killing you!"

Who says greasy middle-aged men are stupid?

Franda's hope became increasingly slim. He knew that the other party had changed his play when he heard the sound. She looked at her calves.

Warm blood kept dripping along the ankles.

"I'm injured, come and help me!" Franda's voice sounded from inside the car.

She pushed open the car door and lay down by the door and crawled down with difficulty, but her right hand was hidden in the darkness.

The driver looked at the situation carefully. Originally, he fired the gun because he was afraid of the cell phone on the other party.

Now the situation is completely reversed.

He had a gun in his hand, and the other party was not a capable person, and his calf was injured.

The gun in his hand gave him great confidence. He slowly moved his body, but he didn't get close to Franda. His clothes were wet with sweat, stuck to the wall on the street to the side of the car.

From this perspective, he could see everything Franda did.

The more afraid of death, the more careful the driver really proves this point of view.

Franda had already let go of the glass in her hand, her eyes gradually dimmed, her strength was losing, and her thin lips trembled and her mouth opened.
To be continued...
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