My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

He would rather die than marry her.

Zhou Yao walked to the door. When he walked to her, he stopped. He didn't look at her. He whispered, “Han Xuan, has anyone contacted you during this time? ”

Han Xuan's face “brushed” completely white, her eyes flashed panic, she bit her teeth and denied, "No. ”

“Oh, yeah?” Zhou Yao's tone is very faint. “A lot has happened in the past two months. I feel like someone has sprayed a net on me, with a pair of eyes staring at me here, staring at everyone around me. I thought someone would contact you. I can't talk to you. At least one or two powerful information will be provided to you. He wants to use you to make the situation even more complicated...”

“Han Xuan,” he called out, “the eyes behind me are scorpions, causing your own brother's culprit to die. You've been lurking around the scorpion for the past 10 years, you probably haven't forgotten your original intentions, but why did you become like this today, and we went from friends who could have shopped together to strangers today. What would your brother think if your brother Han Hong knew that his own sister was now a chess piece for the scorpion? ”

Zhou Yao pulled his legs and left.

Han Xuan kept echoing his words in her ear. She was also intelligent. The ideal was understood when she thought about it. Yes, who gave her the note and what was the purpose?

Is it a scorpion?

If it's really a scorpion, then what she's doing today is really a chess piece for a scorpion, and she's an accomplice to a scorpion.

Scorpion is the one who killed her brother!

Yeah, how did she end up like this?

Three months ago, she and Zhou Yao were shopping on the streets of Hong Kong. Yunnan played a role in drug addiction for her...

But why don't they even say a word now?

Han Xuan was softly paralyzed in the hospital bed. She grabbed her chest clothes with her hands. However, it was too late. Her obsession was deep. She did not want to let go of Zhou Yao. This was probably her best and last chance. She wanted to fight.

Brother, if you really had a spirit in heaven, you would understand your sister, wouldn't you? My sister is in so much pain now.

……

Cold eagle sits on the ground at the corner of the wall, and at night, guests arrive again.

This time it's Chief Yang.

President Yang came with his secretary, who took a yellow envelope with a red palm print on it.

Cold Iris slowly stood up and walked over. She nodded politely to Chief Yang. "Has the judgment been passed? ”

The matter was extensive and sensitive, and if I am correct, the verdict was handed down in secret.

Chief Yang's face was thick and he couldn't bear to look at Cold Iris. He nodded slowly, “It was decided to execute you... ”

Execution?

That would be the death penalty.

“Mm-hmm.” Cold Iris nodded, looking forward.

“Zhou Yao doesn't know yet, so he didn't come... after the shooting, even if this thing is settled, all the wind waves will pass, you can trade your life for the safety of the two families, which is also...” Chief Yang couldn't say any more, he sighed and continued, “I will tell Zhou Yao about you slowly. ”

“Okay.” Cold Iris retracted his gaze.

“Do you have anything else to say? ”

“No.”

Chief Yang did not expect her to be so smooth. He gave an eye to one of the armed police officers with a gun behind him, who lifted the gun in his hand and pointed it at her head.

Cold Iris closed his eyes calmly.

When the index finger of the armed police was moving, the trigger had to be pulled, when a "bombing” sounded and the prison outside had been bombed by explosives.

Sheikh Yang said, “What's going on? ”

Someone rushed in, “Chief, no, we were attacked, and there was a group of heavily armed terrorists out there. ”

“What? This is the army, they dare to break in too...”

Chief Yang had not finished his speech. There was a shooting rain in his ear. A group of black men attacked him. The soldiers guarding the prison were at war with them.

“Protect the chief! ”

Two soldiers covered Chief Yang behind the table.

A man in black went outside the prison door, fingerprints locked on the door, black clothes quickly put up a gun against the fingerprints locked and swept across, fingerprints locked and the prison door kicked open with one foot.

Cold Iris came out, and she ran out with the black man.

Chief Yang shouted, “Cold Iris, think carefully, you are a sin evader! And you can't get out, and now the red alarm on the team has gone off. ”

With a pause in his feet, the red alarm sounded in his ear.

She immediately looked at the man in black and pushed him, "Ziyi, go! ”

Ziyi?

Mitsuko?

The name was clearly irrigated into Chief Yang's ear, and Chief Yang shocked the whole person and was extremely shocked.

Cold Iris kicked a soldier around her and grabbed a pistol. She rushed towards Chief Yang.

“Protect the chief, protect...”

Two soldiers were screaming, but Cold Iris had knocked them unconscious after hitting their brains with a pistol. She stretched her left hand and pulled Chief Yang straight over.

She took Chief Yang hostage and put a gun to his head.

When a group of Red Flamethrowers arrived, they quickly resolved the battlefield, then a pair of black army boots crossed in, and the tall, straight figure appeared in the gaze of the cold.

Zhou Yao is here.

The two men's eyes collided in the air. Cold Iris held Chief Yang back a step. She looked at Zhou Yao and said, "Let me out and get my car ready! ”

“No, Zhou Yao, leave me alone! ”

Zhou Yao's whole handsome face was as silent as an iron cast. His dark, narrow eyes were tight and sharp. He shook his head slowly, “I won't let you go. Once you go, you won't be able to turn back. ”

“So you just watch me die? ”

“You said, there's nothing terrible about dying. I can't live long anyway. If you leave first, I'll be with you soon. ”

The pistol that cold-hearted against Chief Yang's head exerted some force, “Is there really no room for discussion? ”

“No.” Zhou Yao shook his head.

“Okay," Cold Iris nodded, "then nobody's going back! ”

She buckled the trigger at Chief Yang.

At this time, a "bang” sounded, Zhou Yao had an extra gun in his hand. He buckled the trigger one step at a time, and the bullet flew towards the heart of the Cold Iris at an unstoppable speed.

The sound of the bullet not entering the flesh rang, and the cold eyelid looked at a blood hole that had been shot out of her chest, and the gun on her hand was powerless to release, “Boom," and she fell to the ground.

She glanced at Zhou Yao and slowly closed her eyes.

A forensic physician rushed over, and the forensic physician squatted down to examine Cold Iris, "Chief, the suspect was shot dead. ”