Nancheng Lie followed from a distance. He wasn’t wrong. It was bullet. But he was not sure if it was Li Qinghao in the car. The Han’s servant told him that Xu went to school with his friend. If it was really Li Qinghao in the car, then Xu was in the car too.

Thinking of this, Nancheng Lie’s heart was pounding.

Nancheng Lie didn’t lose his mind. He dialed Han Mingxu’s phone number.

The line was busy.

Then he dialed Li QInghao’s phone number. It was ringing. Nancheng Lie got nervous.

“If you ask me out, today is not a right time.” Teased Li Qinghao as bullets shooting by was heard by Nancheng Lie over the phone.

It was real. Li Qinghao was in the car.

But why was he being chased after? Was it because Xu was in the car?

“I can’t reach Xu on the phone. Is he with you?”

Li Qinghao remained quiet.

“Li Qinghao. Li Qinghao.” Nancheng Lie sounded worried. Why didn’t Li Qinghao say something? “You…” he was interrupted by a heavy sigh.

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Li Qinghao was just a toy Nancheng Lie played with. Although he tried to consider him as a toy now, he was fully aware that Li Qinghao was no longer a toy anymore and he was not easy. More than that, he was arrogant too. Nancheng Lie was surprised to hear his sigh.

"He has gone home." Li Qinghao sighed and said.

“Hmm.” Nancheng Lie was relieved but he didn’t hang up the phone for a reason. Beep. Beep. Beep. Li Qinghao already hung up the phone.

“Who have you messed up with?” asked Mu Yinting as he observed the enemies tagging along. His eyes were cold like a messenger from hell. He shot the driver.

The first bullet bounced off.

So it is bulletproof. They were well prepared. But… with a demon-like smile, he shot the second bullet.

Bam! It wasn’t the sound of the bullet but the sound of their car hitting the wall because the driver was shot.

He was a physicist, good at modifying weapons. His bullets were not ordinary. As the head of a game, Mu Yinting was good at shooting. With his sharp eyes, he culd aim preciously at his target in a fast car.

Sitting back in the car, his hair was wet by rain.

“I am not sure if they are coming after me.” Li Qinghao handed him a towel.

“Oh?” Mu Yinting raised her eyebrows.

“I thought I was just being watched, but I didn’t realize I was a target to be killed. If I were Li Qinghao, no one would come after me. If I were Han Mingxu… it’s impossible, isn’t it?” asked Li Qinghao. He was as calm as he usually was.

“It’s true.” Agreed Mu Yinting.

Right when they had a relaxing moment, they tensed up.

“Looks like there are others.” The driver said, “boss, we don’t have a good chance to survive from this.” The cars in front of them meant to block them.