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

Chapter 173
Nan Jiaojiao's face turned cold, as if frozen.

"Master, turn around and go to Famous."

She was connected to Lu Zhenzhen's mobile phone for positioning, and she could still find the location accurately even if the phone was turned off.

However, Nan Jiaojiao located Lu Zhenzhen's location at the bottom of the river next door.

She didn't delay at all, logged into the kill league intranet, and sent an order.

Soon the white fox responded to her.

"Grey Wolf has escaped from prison. Our people have been arresting him since this morning. There are anti-reconnaissance personnel in his team, and he hid in several locations. Just 2 minutes ago, he found his new hiding place. I have laid down Containment, but there are bombs around and hostages inside, so I didn’t dare to act rashly.”

Even though White Wolf's voice was processed by a voice changer, he could still hear the tiredness, "Boss, did Gray Wolf threaten you?"

Nan Jiaojiao just got out of the elevator, she pursed her lips and said nothing, half of her face was covered by the brim of her hat, she couldn't see any emotion.

After entering the password and opening the door, she suddenly glanced sideways at the corner of the wall.

The surveillance was installed by Shen Shichu, saying that he was worried about her safety, but in fact it was to control her.

Nan Jiaojiao had already done her tricks and covered it up with videos from different time periods. Even if Shen Shichu zoomed in every day, she couldn't see anything unusual.

But now, it is no longer necessary.

She took out a piece of hard candy, twirled it with her fingertips, and ejected it without taking a look. When the door was closed, the sound of the camera cracking was also shut out.

"He caught silverfish."

"what!"

Bai Lang jumped, "He really came after you!"

Yinyu is a top hacker, no one knows the gender, only know that this person was brought out by the little princess of the Killing League, and he is not included in the Killing League, so he is regarded as a non-staff member.

There is an unspoken thing in the rivers and lakes, finding a whitebait is equivalent to finding a little princess.

Even Gao Zhe kept Lu Zhenzhen's identity a secret.

She made various fake IPs for Nan Jiaojiao all the year round to confuse outsiders. Whether they were looking for the little princess or Xiao Nanshan, they were all teased by Lu Zhenzhen's fake address. Over time, she made a lot of enemies.

But her identity was kept secret, and Nan Jiaojiao protected her well, so she was never exposed.

The only possibility -

Nan Jiaojiao changed into comfortable clothes and went downstairs. Two men were waiting outside the elevator. After following her for a while, they suddenly approached quickly.

"do not move."

A pistol was pressed against Nan Jiaojiao's back.

"Cover her mouth, don't let her shout."

The man gave his companion a look, and the man immediately took a handkerchief soaked in the medicine to cover it.

Nan Jiaojiao tilted her head, raised her hand to grab the man's wrist, and snapped it.

He didn't even dare to scream, he clutched his wrist and cried out for pain silently, and the handkerchief fell to the ground. The man with the gun had an extra knife in his hand. Just as he was about to take action, he heard a calm and cold female voice.

"Where is the car?"

The two men were dumbfounded for a moment.

At this time, a van stopped in front of him.

Nan Jiaojiao got into the car by herself.

Sitting in the last row like a big guy, legs crossed, head down, fiddling with the phone, his slender and beautiful fingers flicked quickly on the screen, and the face under the peaked cap was cold and indifferent, mad and arrogant.

There were still three people sitting in the car, and the two outside the car also got into the car, looking at each other in confusion.

"Then what, lady, we are going to kidnap you, kidnap, kidnap, do you understand?"

"Sit in front."

Nan Jiaojiao stepped on the seat, not letting anyone approach her, and frowned irritably, "Drive."

What is this called?

They looked at the gun in their hands, isn't this thing a bit redundant?
(End of this chapter)