The sweet wife is too fierce: Mr. Lu, get out of here!

Anhao propped up the car chair, and kicked her legs in high heels towards Zhong Su, who was leaning sideways and facing her. The pain from kicking those stiletto high heels was unbearable, so Zhong Su subconsciously avoided it. .

And Anhao also took advantage of this gap to open the car door and rolled out, kicked off her high heels and ran away.

Although it is on the street, there are not many people on the street at the moment. Everyone is afraid of being infected. Most of the people are staying at home now. Just watching with cold eyes, and will not help.

Zhong Su saw Qiao Anhao running, and he immediately got out of the car and chased after him. With his size, it took only two or three minutes to catch up with Anhao, so Anhao didn't run very far, and she was caught Zhong Su grabbed the skirt of his shirt.

She turned around and kicked Zhong Su in the face with her leg high. Zhong Su held her ankle with one hand and pressed back without fear.

An Hao frowned, and her face was a little distorted. She bit Zhong Su's wrist directly, and Zhong Su let go of his hand in pain.

An Hao also turned over silently and kicked Zhong Su directly, who was about to run away.

But it was found that Zhong Su's men had aimed their guns at her head, and as long as she acted rashly, those bullets would fall on her body indiscriminately.

She stood up, frowned at Zhong Su, who was kicked on the ground by her, looked a little embarrassed, glanced at the people around and said, "Hurry up and bring me my high heels, bare feet are so painful."

The tone of this command seemed that she was not the captured person, but their boss. The familiar and domineering tone made Zhong Su chuckle.

"Interesting, you don't worry about your safety at all." Zhong Su looked at the barefooted woman in front of him, her fake curly hair had long since fallen out, and now she had long black curly hair.

She also took off the large sunglasses, and the delicate and beautiful facial features carried a ruthless indifference, and there was a cynical smile on the corner of his mouth, which was obviously controlled by others.

The black windbreaker was sloppily worn by her, making it look a little too big. The flamboyant temperament and icy face really made people unable to take their eyes off it.

Stamping her feet, Anhao stretched out her legs and kicked away a piece of gravel beside her feet, put her hair behind her ears, her eyes were charming and seductive, "Your master will not kill me, and you don't dare either."

An Hao knew that if Louis wanted to kill her, she wouldn't have to spend so much trouble, which was also her trump card.

Zhong Su asked for the high heels to be brought over for Anhao to put on, but Anhao wiped Zhong Su's trousers hard with her feet twice before putting on the shoes without being pretentious.

After getting dressed, An Hao looked up at Zhong Su and asked, "You shouldn't be so stingy." The smiling face looked innocent, but it was full of provocation.

It is people like Qiao Anhao who get cheap and act good.

And she has always been based on the fact that she is unhappy and wants to make others unhappy as well. Thinking of this, An Hao couldn't help but think of Lu Yisheng, and felt a little unbearable anger and loss in her heart.

"Let's go, Miss Joe."

Zhong Su stretched out his hand to hold Qiao Anhao's hand, and pulled her into the previous car. Anhao looked back at the seven or eight foreigners, with a hint of sarcasm on the corner of his mouth, "It doesn't take so many people to arrest me."

The scattered people around looked at Zhong Su with apprehension, afraid of getting into trouble.