The supreme master of the female president

On the endless highway, Yang Yitian, who was driving a Maserati, stared sharply at the rearview mirror, frowning slightly.

The moment he came out of the People's Hospital, he noticed a black Audi car secretly following behind. Although the distance between the two cars was a little far, Yang Yitian's dangerous experience over the years told Yang Yitian that he was being followed. .

Moreover, the opponent's anti-reconnaissance ability is not bad, and ordinary people can't find it at all.

Seeing Yang Yitian's slightly condensed eyebrows, Xiao Ya, who was sitting next to the co-pilot, blinked suspiciously and asked, "Brother Tian, ​​what's wrong?"

"A trolley has been following behind." Yang Yitian didn't hide anything, and told the story of being followed.

"Ah?" Hearing Yang Yitian's words, Xiao Ya immediately turned her head in surprise, but there were too many cars behind her, and she couldn't tell which one it was.

Jiang Xinyao slightly frowned, she knew that Yang Yitian didn't need to lie, those people might even come for her.

"Sit still."

As soon as Yang Yitian's calm voice fell, before Jiang Xinyao and Xiao Ya could react, the Maserati was running like lightning.

The Audi car following behind saw the Maserati in front suddenly speeding up, and concluded that he had been spotted, so he immediately increased his speed without hesitating to expose, from sneaking to hot pursuit at this time.

There were a lot of cars on the road, and Yang Yitian stepped on the accelerator with a steady face. The speedometer showed 307km/h, and a small mistake would 100% destroy both people and cars.

The Maserati's body was as fast as lightning, frightening the other vehicles on the road. They didn't even see anything clearly, and flew past with a whoosh.

Jiang Xinyao's face was slightly pale and unnatural, her plain hands were tightly clutching the seat belt on her chest, while Xiao Ya was afraid, but at the same time felt extremely exciting in her heart, this was the first time in her history that she was close to the edge of death.

"You will never run away today!"

Seeing that the distance between Maserati and Maserati was getting farther and farther, the person driving the Audi growled angrily and watched the target he was following disappear before his eyes.

After making sure to get rid of the Audi, Yang Yitian slowly slowed down the car, and at the same time glanced at Jiang Xinyao through the rearview mirror, and said with a hint of concern in his tone: "Are you okay, if you want to vomit, I will stop the car."

Jiang Xinyao's face was pale, and she let go of her hand covering her red lips. Just as she was about to shake her head lightly, her stomach was overwhelmed, and she quickly reached out to slap on the car door.

Yang Yitian slammed on the brakes, Jiang Xinyao quickly pushed open the car door, crouched beside her delicate body, and vomited out with an uncomfortable expression.

Getting out of the car, he patted Jiang Xinyao's back tenderly, and Yang Yitian thoughtfully handed over the tissue in his hand.

"Thank you." Jiang Xinyao wiped off the water from the corners of her lips with a tissue, surprisingly did not blame Yang Yitian for driving too fast, turned around and returned to the car.

"Xin Yao, your complexion is so bad, do you feel uncomfortable?" Xiao Ya asked worriedly.

"I'm fine, just take a rest." Jiang Xinyao said and gently closed her beautiful eyes.

"Well, let's go back first." Xiao Ya no longer had her usual enchanting and charming appearance, and asked Yang Yitian to drive back to the villa worriedly.

It's just that Yang Yitian didn't move, his eyes were fixed on the front, and after a while, three or four cars surrounded Maserati, including the previous black Audi.

The door of the Audi opened, and a tall and strong man in a black suit came to the Maserati without any haste, and seven or eight tall men in suits got off the other cars.

"Miss Jiang, we, Mr. Li, want to see you, please come with us!" The man in suit He Yong said sharply, and then his eyes rested on Yang Yitian. He is definitely not ordinary.

"Who is Mr. Li? Why do you want to see me?" Jiang Xinyao's words were cold and piercing.

"You will understand when you see it, I hope you can cooperate and don't let us get rough." He Yong threatened.

"Brother Tian." Xiao Ya was worried and wanted to say something, Yang Yitian gave her a reassuring look, then got up and walked in front of He Yong.

"You were the one following us just now, right? I don't care who Mr. Li you are talking about, but you can't take Jiang Xinyao away." Yang Yitian's dark eyes sank, he understood that Jiang Yue had offended this gang of vicious-looking people That person, the subordinate he sent.

"Boy, if you're sensible, get the hell out of here, or you'll spend the rest of your life in a wheelchair." He Yong has been in society for so many years, and for a person like Yang Yitian who is stubborn and desperate, he personally abolishes not only one hundred but also eighty of them.

Yang Yitian smiled faintly, he had forgotten how long he had not been threatened by anyone.

"Why are you still laughing? It seems that you are really courting death." Looking at Yang Yitian's smile, He Yong smiled angrily, raised his fist fiercely, and smashed Yang Yitian's head.

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The expected scream did not resound, and He Yong found that his fist was being tightly grasped by a big hand, unable to advance half an inch.

"Let go" He Yong blushed and wanted to withdraw his fist, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free. Yang Yitian's hand was like a firm iron clamp.

"What if I don't loosen it?" Yang Yitian said lightly, and then gradually increased the strength of his palm, and He Yong immediately screamed in pain.

The seven or eight people standing on the side looked at this scene with surprised eyes. They knew He Yong's strength very well. It was no problem for one to fight five. Why did he become an invincible weakling in front of Yang Yitian? Chicken, could it be that you have spent too much time on women these days?

"What are you still looking at, quickly copy the guy." He Yong's furious words brought the seven or eight people back to their senses, and they took out their pistols and pointed them at Yang Yitian.

"Guns?" Yang Yitian frowned. He didn't expect this group of people to have guns on their bodies. They could have guns in Longguo, where guns are strictly prohibited. The forces behind them are definitely not simple.

"Let go of Brother Yong!" These people shouted sternly, the skillful movements of drawing their guns, and the sharpness of their pupils were not comparable to those street gangsters.

Jiang Xinyao and Xiao Ya in Maserati, seeing seven or eight guns pointed at Yang Yitian, were frightened for a long time, their faces went blank, and their minds went blank.

Yang Yitian remained calm in the face of danger, pinching He Yong's neck to block the front, and then found a gun from his body.

"Boy, let me go now, and I can still let you go, otherwise." Before He Yong finished speaking, Yang Yitian raised his thick eyebrows, and smashed his mouth with the butt of his gun, and his teeth fell out immediately mixed with blood .