Young Master Feng's Runaway Sweetheart

Zhang Mengyu looked at the car driving fast, his little face turned pale with fright, and he firmly grasped the handlebar above his head with one hand.

Hearing the threat from the driver, Zhang Mengyu himself was kidnapped again.No more words, after all, being able to survive is a prerequisite for escaping.

I wanted to find a suitable opportunity to jump out of the car, but the driver probably saw Zhang Mengyu's intentions and immediately locked the door.

"Who are you? Why are you here to catch me? Where are you taking me?"

Zhang Mengyu pretended to be calm and distracted the driver's attention. Zhang Mengyu believed that Feng Linghao would come to save him as before.

"What? You want to distract me so that your little lover can save you?

Or do you want to extract some useful information from me?I advise you to just sit there obediently, I don't care about my cheap life, I'm just afraid that someone will be sad for a few days?Ha ha"

The driver master deliberately lowered his voice, which made people feel creepy.

"This master, we don't seem to have met before. Did you recognize the wrong person? Where are you taking me?"

Zhang Mengyu continued to ask the doubts in his heart unwillingly.

"Little girl, I don't want to hurt you, but I was entrusted by someone to confirm some information on you.

I hope you can cooperate with me, otherwise I will not be responsible for any accidents! "

The master driver squinted at Zhang Mengyu, not intending to be fooled at all.

Only then did Zhang Mengyu notice that the driver was still wearing a mask in the hot weather, and he blamed himself for not paying attention just now.

With such an abnormal move, I was so stupid to willingly get into other people's car, Zhang Mengyu scolded herself in her heart.

Perhaps because of the panic and fleeing, the driver did not notice a modified Toyota Land Cruiser SUV that was following not far behind the car.

The two cars, one behind the other, were galloping on the fast lane at the same speed.

Sitting in the car was a man of mixed race, with cool and handsome short mohawk hair, and charming and deep blue eyes.

Jensen is a mercenary under the Jinsheng Group. Because of his extremely fierce shots, he has never missed the mission he took over.

Therefore, everyone called him "Dark Ming", which meant that as long as he made a move, the other party would only have to meet the god of death.

Jensen idly steered the car with one hand, threw the gum in his mouth with the other and started chewing.

Admiring the scenery outside the window from time to time, I felt depressed: I was used to the days of licking blood with the tip of a knife, but who knew that Cheng Shao asked himself to come to China to protect a woman.

Although he was very reluctant in his heart, mercenaries, like soldiers, took obeying orders as their bounden duty.

As long as it is a mission issued by the mercenary group, it must be accepted unconditionally.

At this moment, the phone rang in the car. Jensen glanced at it, and his idle expression immediately changed to a respectful one: "Young Master Feng."

After the call was connected, Feng Linghao's eager voice came out:
"Jensen, how far are you from Mengmeng now? Immediately, immediately find a way to stop that taxi for me."

"Young Master Feng, it is within the controllable range, but the speed of the car is very fast. I am afraid that if I suddenly overtake it and stop it, it will hurt the young lady."

Jensen glanced at the taxi in front of him and replied based on his own experience.

"Where is it now? Make sure to keep Mengmeng safe!" Feng Linghao asked.

"I'm heading towards the South Ring Flyover now. I will protect Miss. Don't worry, Young Master Feng!" Jensen replied respectfully.

"I'll be right there, keep in touch!" After finishing speaking, Feng Linghao hung up the phone and galloped towards the South Ring Overpass.

Feng Linghao used to receive training and fight with everyone in the mercenary regiment. If you use a relationship to describe them, I think everyone will unanimously call them comrades-in-arms.

And because Feng Linghao's physical fitness is super strong, he can also be called an elite combat master in the mercenary regiment.

And he also helped everyone in the battle, so the mercenaries in the mercenary group respect Feng Linghao very much.

It was only later that everyone found out that he was the son of the Feng Group, and everyone admired Feng Linghao even more.

After hanging up the phone, Jensen's eyes touched the taxi in front of him, and a look of disdain flashed across his eyes, hehe, are you playing kidnapping?I'm afraid I must belong to your ancestors!

Grandpa will play with you!

In the taxi, the driver who was concentrating on driving, of course, didn't know what happened behind him.

A call came in, and the driver tremblingly pressed the answer button. If you looked carefully, you would find beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Miss, people are in the car, and it is proceeding according to the original plan. Okay, I understand!"

The master driver carefully answered the beneficiary on the phone, for fear that if he was not careful, he would offend her, and all the terms negotiated before would be in vain.

After hanging up the phone, the driver threw the phone aside in a panic, and Zhang Mengyu was carefully observing the surrounding situation.

Seeing the master driver's nervousness, he said again: "Master, we have no grievances in the past, but you have broken the law now, do you know that?

If you stop driving now, I don't care about you.I will do what I say! "

"Shut up the fuck, what do you young ladies know? Standing up and talking won't hurt your back, and if you talk again, believe it or not, I'll kill you!"

Probably because the nervousness in his heart was exposed, the driver master began to insult without any choice of words.

Zhang Mengyu was also afraid that he would really push him into a hurry and do something unfavorable to her, so she sat in the back seat and dared not speak anymore, but the sweat on her palms seemed to have betrayed her pretended calm.

The car went all the way to the South Ring Overpass, and when it came down again, it entered through a remote intersection. Zhang Mengyu saw an empty factory building in front of it, which had stopped working and was idle.

The speed of the car slowed down, and Zhang Mengyu knew that he was about to arrive, so he couldn't help feeling nervous.

The master driver parked the car aside, opened the door, turned around and went to the seat where Zhang Mengyu was, and pulled Zhang Mengyu out mercilessly.

After walking a few steps forward, he saw a mound of dirt as tall as a person. The driver threw Zhang Mengyu over, and Zhang Mengyu's body fell to one side uncontrollably, and fell to the ground.

"What do you want to do?"

Zhang Mengyu stepped back carefully while asking.

"I just want to confirm something with you. You'd better be obedient and don't make useless struggles."

The master driver slowly moved forward, and took out the dagger he had prepared from his trouser pocket with one hand.

The master driver slowly squatted down, leaning over to look at Zhang Mengyu on the ground.

Because of the fall just now, the position of the knee has already started to ooze blood, and the fair skin is covered with dust, but the stubborn little face still looks calm.

"Hehe, you look pretty good! No wonder someone wants to deal with you!"

Zhang Mengyu continued to back away, looking at the salty pig's hand stretched out, Zhang Mengyu instinctively protected the clothes in front of him with both hands, and closed his eyes.

It's just that time seemed to stand still at this moment, and the arm that was about to reach out did not continue to move.

Opening his eyes, Zhang Mengyu saw a black pistol on top of the driver's head. Zhang Mengyu's wide eyes were full of disbelief.

Zhang Mengyu turned his head slowly, and saw a man of mixed race standing behind him, chewing gum cynically, looking down at the driver's master's frightened livid face.

When his gaze touched Zhang Mengyu's turned face, Jensen greeted Zhang Mengyu with a smile: "Hi, Miss, I am sent by Young Master Feng to protect you. My name is Jensen, Miss, don't be afraid!"

Suddenly a few figures swayed not far away, Zhang Mengyu said in panic: "Be careful behind you."

Jensen smiled indifferently, pulled Zhang Mengyu up, turned around a few times, and came behind the driver.

Jensen kicked the driver on the ground with one foot, and stepped on his feet fiercely, and the cold voice came out like Shura:

"Today, I will let you see how I deal with you, ancestor."

"Let him go, and I'll let you leave alive, otherwise don't blame us for being merciless."

A few young men ran over with sticks in their hands and spoke wildly.

"Then let's see if you can leave alive!"

An indifferent voice came from behind, so low that it seemed that people could not hear the emotion.

Zhang Mengyu was so shocked that he wanted to turn around, but suddenly felt a tightness around his waist, and saw Feng Linghao was already standing beside him, with anxiety and pity in his slightly reproachful eyes.

Feng Linghao lowered his head and whispered in Zhang Mengyu's ear, "Don't be afraid, I'm here. Close your eyes for a while, be good!"

Zhang Mengyu only felt that all the uneasiness and grievances had found an outlet to vent, his eyes were filled with mist, but he stubbornly refused to flow down.

Leaning obediently on Feng Linghao's arms, Zhang Mengyu seemed to be at ease in an instant.

A van drove over quickly in the distance, heading straight for the three of them, Feng Linghao had to take Zhang Mengyu and Jensen aside.

"Trash, hurry up and come up."

Sitting in the driver's seat of the car was a tall and thick man, yelling and cursing loudly. The few people who were arrogant just now were about to climb into the car, watching the backs of the few people who were about to leave.

Feng Linghao seemed to have seen Jensen's intentions, and quickly hugged Zhang Mengyu in his arms, preventing her from seeing what was about to happen.

I saw that Jensen picked up the pistol and shot twice at the driver who had just kidnapped Zhang Mengyu. In an instant, red blood flowed out from the driver's thigh.

The flamboyant young man dragged the driver into the van, and the van drove away.

Just as Jensen was about to step forward to intercept him, Feng Linghao reached out to stop him, and at the same time dialed Cheng Sirui's phone:
"Xiao Rui, search all the large and small hospitals in S City. Patients with gunshot wounds on the thigh must be identified. Let Jensen tell you the details later."

After finishing speaking, he decisively hung up the phone.

He said in a deep voice to Jensen beside him:

"Since we can always find some clues in the name of Eternity, let's go back first! You will contact Xiao Rui in a while and see if you can find that person from the hospital."

"Yes, Young Master Feng!"

Jensen replied respectfully.Seeing Feng Linghao hugging Zhang Mengyu by the waist, he was about to walk towards his Rolls-Royce Silver Charm.

"My phone is still in that car."

Zhang Mengyu was hugged by Feng Linghao, struggling to get down.

"Don't move, listen!"

Feng Linghao said domineeringly, without any intention of letting go.

Jensen put away his gun, strode to the taxi, took out his mobile phone, returned it to Zhang Mengyu, returned to his car, started the car and left.

But the person who planned all this was still doing massage in the spa health center, thinking that his plan was thorough, but who would have thought that Feng Linghao had already made arrangements in advance to protect Zhang Mengyu's safety.