The little ancestor has a soft waist and a wild heart, Master Bo has fallen!

The pretty boy handed the drink in and found that he didn't even open his eyes.

"Hey," he shouted, "I saw you moving, are you awake?"

Yan Chi opened his eyes, the whites of his eyes were red and bloodshot, and he looked out angrily, "Grandpa is not awake."

It’s so scary!

The pretty boy almost retracted his hand!

"Come on, I'm still awake. Continue!"

He threw in the drink.

Yan Chi took two sips. It was ice cold. In the weather at night, one sip would chill the soles of his feet.

"Hey, your car was looked at by them. It can be repaired, but they can't repair it here. There are many replacement parts. It's broken inside. Otherwise, it will be scrapped. If the old one is not removed, the new one will not be returned. Maybe a new one will come. The one is more fragrant."

Yan Chi said coldly: "Want to increase the price again?"

"You haven't given me what you promised before!"

Yan Chi: "Account number."

The pretty boy reported a series of numbers numbly.

Yan Chi was too lazy to lose one by one, so he simply gave him his phone and said, "Fill in the amount yourself."

The pretty boy glanced at him and grinned: "Boss is generous, you really have a lot of money."

Yan Chi raised his head, rubbed his body on the seat, sat up a little, and said, "Call Grandpa."

"You took advantage of me all the way. Even if you beat me to death, I won't cry. If you can, you can mess with me!"

The pretty boy inputted a string of numbers, then turned the screen to Yan Chi, "Does this number work?"

Yan Chi glanced at it, then turned his head and looked at the pretty boy under the rough light, "Is half a million enough?"

"This is the money I paid to take you out of the desert. I haven't asked you for the money to raise the woman yet."

The pretty boy leaned against the car window, looked in, and raised his smiling face: "Boss, your life is worth half a million, and you have to pay the subsequent installments, otherwise -" Yan Chi asked: "How?"

The pretty boy deliberately exposed his field of vision so that he could see clearly who were around him.

"I also have to support people, right? What can I do if I don't have money? If you don't give me money, I won't be able to get out of here today."

Yan Chi immediately thought of the group of people he met when he first entered the desert.

"Are you a bandit?"

The pretty boy paused for a moment, then the corners of his mouth stretched upward a little bit, and a smile slowly overflowed from his eyes, "Ah, yes."

Yan Chi frowned and raised a finger to confirm the transfer.

After the pretty boy received it, he excitedly said to the people around him: "Did you see it? I got it just by scaring me. He is a fool. He dares to break in even if he doesn't even know where this place is. I'm sorry if I don't kill him a few times." Such a fat sheep!”

The people around him were all booing, laughing, cursing, and talking obscenely about the woman, all mixed together to create such a commotion that it would overturn the sky.

But the pretty boy hadn't been complacent for long, when suddenly a chill fell on his forehead.

He was so stiff that he knew what it was without turning his head.

His hands subconsciously reached into his clothes, but he grabbed a mobile phone in one hand and was in a hurry. Before he could think of a way to deal with it, he clearly heard the sound of a gun being loaded.

The muzzle of the gun was pressed against his forehead and he pushed.

Next to my ears was a man's ghostly voice, bone-chillingly cold:

"How courageous are you to play tricks on your grandpa? Do you really think my money is so easy to get?"

"You..." The boy's eyes squinted to one side, and cold sweat broke out in him due to the cold temperature, "Don't be impulsive, look at the situation clearly, these are all my people, you can't leave even if you kill me!" "

"Oh, really?"

Yan Chi shot out.

The boy's desire for survival suddenly surged, and he dodged in time, and the bullet flew out, grazing the end of his hair. (End of chapter)