Reborn Top Student and Sweet Little Wife

It only took eight minutes for Huo Yanqing to appear in the westmost room on the second floor. The man behind him chased him and kicked him away. Then someone rushed over and was stopped coldly by He Jingxing. "A bunch of waste, so many people stopped Can’t live alone, so sorry to chase me?"

Several men squeezed their fists but did not dare to repeat them.

"Go down!" He Jingxing ordered, the men behind Huo Yan leaned back.

Shuxin looked at Huo Yanqin's tears, and there were several bruises on his face. There was a wound on the cheekbones, like a scratch on the knife, and he was bleeding out, and the blood was running along his angular face Leave a red blood stain, as if a knife in Shu Xinxin's mouth, so that her heart throbbing.

In such a cold day, he only wore a shirt and a suit, but his forehead was covered with sweat beads.

The clothes were also scratched in several places, and the hair was messy, but Shu Xin felt that Huo Yanqing was very handsome at this time. He was handsome with masculine masculinity. He was the kind of handsome man with strong willpower in his bones.

This scene was engraved in Shu Xin's bones. After years, Shu Xin would feel palpitations whenever he thought of this scene, and he could feel his almost fanatical and paranoid love for this man.

"Xin'er, don't cry, I'm okay." Huo Yanqing comforted him.

Shuxin nodded, but the tears seemed to be more fierce against her.

He Jingxing was standing behind Shu Xin, with one hand on Shu Xin’s shoulder and a small pistol in one hand, and the muzzle was gently tapped on the other side of Shu Xin’s shoulder. “It’s faster than I thought, and it’s true that many terrorist organizations were frightened People, but no matter how powerful you are, they still fall into my hands today."

Huo Yan leaned closer to the room.

"Stand there, don't move." He Jingxing raised his hand and pointed the muzzle in his hand at Shuxin's temple, but said to Huo Yanqing.

Huo Yanqing immediately stopped, "How do you want to play despite the opening, I will accompany you to the end."

He Jingxing saw that Huo Yanqin was still so calm at this time, and his heart was inevitably angry, and his eyes were covered with haze for a moment, "shed his hands."

"No!" Shuxin shook his head.

"Now, immediately, right away." He Jingxing shoved and loaded, as if he would shoot the next second.

Huo Yan tilted his left wrist with his right hand. There was a force. There was a sound of bone misalignment in the air. His thin lips tightened, and there was no expression on his face, as if the arm he just removed was not his own.

"Don't!" Shu Xin screamed, and began struggling violently on the chair, and the cold muzzle pointed at her head without fear.

A cruel and excited smile hung from the corner of He Jingxing's mouth, "Very well, the other hand."

Huo Yan let go of his left hand, and his left hand fell weakly on his side. He looked at He Jingxing deeply, "Can you do me a favor?"

The tone was understated as if he really wanted He Jingxing to do something for him, not the cruel thing of unloading his arm.

His left hand was lifted, and indeed he could no longer lift his right hand.

He Jingxing gazed at Huo Yanqin for a moment. Huo Yanqin had no weapons on his body, and he left his left hand. He could not play any tricks, "Come over."

Huo Yan leaned closer to Shuxin's side, her eyes glued to her tearful face, "Don't worry, I'm okay, believe me, I won't let you have anything to do."

Shuxin nodded, but was already choked so hard that he could only say in his heart: I believe in you, I believe in everything you say.