Chapter 286 This man is really going to kill them

   The two came out of the restaurant, and the rest of the crew had disappeared.

   "My car is parked in front, can you drive?" Wang Zhiyao asked.

   "Yes, Sister Wang, wait here for a while, I will drive."

   "The key is in the bag."

  Ji Yao took out the car keys from Wang Zhiyao's bag, and was about to hand the bag to Wang Zhiyao, but seeing Wang Zhiyao leaning against a tree by the roadside with her eyes closed, he had no choice but to carry it to find the car by himself.

  Ji Yao saw Wang Zhiyao's car and parked it at the farthest side of the parking space.

  He pressed the key and was about to open the car door when someone grabbed his hand, and it was emptied immediately, and a black shadow quickly flashed past him.

   Ji Yao turned his head suddenly, and saw a man wearing a hat and mask grabbing a bag and running quickly towards a narrow street next to him.

"Depend on!"

  Ji Yao cursed, and ran after him without hesitation.

   "Stop!"

   "Xiao Ji!" Wang Zhiyao's voice came from behind.

   "Sister Wang, you wait!"

  Ji Yao didn't look back, and with a shout, he chased into the narrow street. After chasing for a while, he felt that the speed of the person in front of him was too unusual, and those athletes who won gold medals probably couldn't stand him enough in front of this person.

   "Who the **** is this guy?"

   With this speed, don't become an athlete, but like others to rob?

  Ji Yao complained while chasing, suddenly, the person in front stopped, and Ji Yao took a look, as if the road was being built ahead and was blocked.

   "Ha, ha... ha, you run! You, run again!" Ji Yao panted heavily with his waist in his hands.

  The masked man turned his head and glared at Ji Yao viciously: "Boy, don't meddle in your own business."

  Ji Yao laughed angrily: "Damn, you snatched something from me and told me not to meddle in my own business? Are you out of your mind? Get me the bag quickly, or I'll call the police!"

  The masked man glanced at the bag in his hand: "Hmph, you're looking for death!"

   At the moment when the masked man rushed forward fiercely, Ji Yao suddenly realized that he might... really hit a hard nail!

  This kind of attack, which is not as fierce as a normal person, made him feel very familiar. When the devil Xiao beat him, it was this kind of offensive that seemed to be substantive.

  Ji Yao also learned some moves from his friend Han Qing, but those fist moves were useless in front of this person at this moment.

  Seeing that a punch was about to hit his chest, he had an intuition that even if he didn't die after this punch, he would definitely break a few bones.

   At the very moment, a force suddenly pulled him away, and then he heard a woman's cry of pain.

   "Sister Wang?!"

  Wang Zhiyao followed up at some point, and the moment he pulled him away, the gangster punched him on the arm, and she was hugging her arm in pain.

   "Since you insist on bumping into each other to seek death, you can't blame me!"

  The masked gangster walked towards the two of them step by step with his fists clenched so hard that his joints creaked. Hearing Ji Yao's heart pounding, a chill of imminent death crawled up his spine.

   This person... is really going to kill them!

   "There seems to be someone there, go and have a look."

  Suddenly there was a voice from outside the narrow street, like the security guard of the clubhouse.

  The masked gangster cursed in a low voice, knocked the two of them away and rushed out, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

  Ji Yao's back was so cold that he sat down on the ground in a daze: "Sister Wang, that person... just now... did he really want to kill us?"

  Although he didn't want to believe it, he believed that his intuition just now was not wrong!

  But, as for? Isn't that robbery? As for murder?

  The more Ji Yao thought about it, the more frightened he became. He vaguely heard what Wang Zhiyao said to him, but he didn't hear a word, his mind went blank, and he took out his phone with trembling hands.

  (end of this chapter)