The national male god is fierce and strong

Chapter 627 Young Master Yan Saved a Little Beauty
Yan Tao's peach-blossom pupils raised slightly, the fundus of her eyes were dark and pitch black.

On the barren and backward Gobi, the woman's panic-stricken screams are particularly shrill.

"I beg you, please let my child go!"

"Leave my child alone!"

In front of a wind-blown sand wall, a woman wearing a black burqa knelt on the ground with tears on her face, and shouted heart-piercingly, "Please! She's just a child!"

Ethan drove the car with his hand on the window, and the hooligan whistled teasingly.

"These boys are really blessed."

About to witness a tragic tragedy with his own eyes, Ethan still had a careless smile on his face.

The woman kneeling in front of the man had despair in her eyes.

The light in his eyes dimmed a little.

Like an old woman who has lost hope, her back is bent.

Ethan was about to step on the accelerator when he turned to look at the boy.

With calm eyes, "The boss is still waiting for you."

"Then tell him to wait."

Yan Tao snorted and stretched out his hand suddenly.

Push open the door.

The youth's figure flitted out like an arrow, his movements were dexterous and crisp.

Jumping off the speeding car, he was unscathed and stood firmly on the ground.

Ethan watched the whole process from the rearview mirror, staring at the boss.

This……

While the boy jumped down, he deliberately stepped up the accelerator.

In such a critical situation, it would be easy to be crippled.

Ethan was stunned.

He subconsciously stepped on the brakes and turned back.

"Who are you?!"

"Get lost, don't disturb Lao Tzu's work!"

The four extremists didn't take this thin boy into their eyes at all.

Like chasing flies, he waved his hand, signaling Yan Tao to get out.

In Yiwu.

S base is synonymous with devil.

The shattered cries of the middle-aged woman were still floating in the space, but the eyes of the girl facing the tragedy were calm, and she couldn't see any expression.

She didn't wear a burqa like Yiwu's women.

At the age of seventeen or eighteen, it is in the Mood for Love.

The black hair is soft and the eyebrows are deep.

Fair-skinned and beautiful, a standard Central Asian beauty, full of style.

She was leaning against the wall, clutching the hem of her clothes tightly, trembling slightly.

Only this reveals the girl's panic and fear.

Yan Tao grinned, the boy's already pale complexion was almost transparent under the sun, but it looked even more gloomy.

"Good sign beauty."

The boy squatted down halfway, with a noble appearance, the corners of his lips were slowly drawn up, and his slender fingers stroked the girl's chin.

The boy ignored the four men as a matter of course, and his posture was rebellious.

All four of them were stunned.

A look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

They looked along.

Under the sunlight, the young man's eyebrows were picturesque, his thin lips were hooked, and he held the girl's chin.

The boy's voice was low and shallow, indistinguishable, like a stream, pleasant and seductive.

"I've fallen in love with her, you guys go away."

Yan Tao speaks English.

The four looked at each other.

Did not understand.

Raised the gun with a click, aiming the black muzzle at Yan Tao.

The atmosphere instantly became tense.

"Boy, get out!"

"roll!"

They pulled the bolts and fired instantly.

"boom!"

"Boom!"

Ethan's heart sank.

I am!

That's an arms dealer!

The leader Qian reminded Wan to take it to the base.

If he died halfway, he would be finished!

It must be shot and collapsed by the boss!
Thinking of this, Ethan slammed down, his face turned pale.

He ran over wildly, his eyes sweeping around.

Silence.

Hey!
Don't you have guns?
How do you call the other party down?

(End of this chapter)