Reborn Top Student and Sweet Little Wife

Lu Jin gave Lu Ziqian a deep look, and when he looked at Fang Shengtian, the deep meaning in his eyes had already been converged and hidden, "If a child changes for two adults, you have to let you go. Do you think I will do this kind of loss-making business?"

Fang Shengtian calmly checked the corner of his lips, "Either do, or..." He pointed the gun in his hand to Lu Ziqian's head, "He died with us."

Lu Jinshen’s hand in the pocket was clenched into a fist, his face was still light and breezy, "Are you sure I will promise you your terms?"

"Do you have another way to choose?" Fang Shengtian asked lightly.

Lu Jin frowned deeply, lowered his head for a few seconds, then raised his head, his eyes were silent, and he exuded a heartless feeling, "He is my son, but I can regenerate without his son, and you, let go, I don’t know how many innocent people will be killed. Although I am a father, don’t forget that I am also a soldier."

Looking at Lu Jinshen who was so awe-inspiring, Fang Shengtian began to panic. He thought he had taken Lu Jinshen's life, but he did not expect him to be so selfless.

No, it's impossible. No one can watch his own son die in front of him. He must be pretending.

Yes, it must be installed!

Now, the comparison is calm and fierce.

He may not be as calm as Lu Jinshen, but he must be deeper than Lu Jinshen.

Fang Shengtian pressed his inner panic and shoved, "I have limited patience and counted to three. If you don't agree to my terms, I will shoot. You should know that we are in this line, we are never afraid of death, anyway. Being caught by you is also a dead end, it is better to pull your son back."

Fang Shengtian finished counting, "one... two..."

Lu Jinshen's eyes locked on the muzzle in Fang Shengtian's hand, his thin lips rolled into a straight line, and a sweat came out of his palm, "I can promise to let you go."

Fang Shengtian saw Lu Jinshen loose, and the tight string in his heart was loosened, but now Lu Jinshen's people are outside. The longer the time is, the more unfavorable to him, he must solve it quickly, "No negotiation, The three of us must be released. If I don’t even have this righteousness, wouldn’t I have been in vain for so many years?"

Lu Jinshen quietly withdrew his eyes from the window and refused, "Impossible!"

"Then only died together." Fang Shengtian's index finger was attached to the trigger, and he hadn't exerted any force. It felt a coldness behind him, and then something felt through his head.

Blood and bullets were shot from Fang Shengtian's forehead together.

When he fell down, his eyes were full of unwillingness, looking at the man holding Sheng Yufei beside him, "Kill the child."

It was said that sooner or later, a bullet shot from behind Lu Shengfei towards Lu Ziqian.

In a brief moment, Lu Jinshen ran towards Lu Ziqian, shouting, "Zi Qian, squat down."

Lu Ziqian stood motionless stiffly, he saw the landing Jin Shenfei generally running towards him, joy in the eyes full of tears, Dad came to rescue him, Dad cares about him.

that's nice!

Ignorance of ignorance is approaching him completely unaware of the danger.

Whoosh!

The bullet passed through the body of the person.

In an instant, time seemed to be still.

After two seconds.

boom!

The sound of the body falling heavily on the ground.

Then two more heads of the body were shot through by bullets and fell to the ground.

Lu Ziqian heard the sound, turned his little head, and saw the blood on the ground, one after another, shocking.

And among those who fell, there was his mother.

Lu Ziqian cried and screamed, "Ah... Mom..."

He wanted to run over to hug his mother and wanted to hold the blood that was constantly flowing from her chest, otherwise what would happen if the blood flow finished?

But...but...

Why didn't his legs listen to him at all?

Lu Ziqian fell to the ground, his little hand crawled and shouted at Sheng Yufei: "Mom...Mom..."

In the pool of blood, Sheng Yufei's eyes widened and she stared straight at Ziqian. She seemed to want to say something to him, but she had tape on her mouth and couldn't say a word.

Lu Jinshen ran in front of Sheng Yufei, holding tightly the blood spewing from her chest with one hand, and tearing the tape on her mouth with one hand to let her breathe.

Sheng Yufei looked at him with a quiet face, but the man with a clear eyebrow was obviously stained with a worried man, slightly hooked his lips, and said weakly: "You still... care about me... right?"

"Don't talk, save your strength." Lu Jinshen finished looking at the soldiers running in, "Call an ambulance."

"Yes." One of the soldiers turned around.

Sheng Yufei still wanted to say something, blood poured from her heart to her mouth, she shook her body, her tone was not in tone, "Hug...Hug...Hug me..."

Lu Jinshen frowned slightly, "You are seriously injured, don't talk."

"You... a cruel heart..." Sheng Yufei slowly closed her eyes in despair.

Lu Ziqian crawled in front of Sheng Yufei, grabbed her hand and cried, "Mom... Mom, don't sleep... I'm Zi Qian... Don't leave me... I'm obedient... I'll listen to you... Don't Leave me……"

When the ambulance arrived, Sheng Yufei had already lost his heartbeat and pulse.

Lu Jinshen stretched out his hand to lead Lu Ziqian, he shrank away, and later Tong Qiao came over and coaxed him into the car.

Bai Shao sent Tong Qiao and Lu Ziqian home first, and Lu Jinshen stayed to deal with the follow-up.

Tong Qiao returned home, and the family doctor was already waiting at home.

Aunt Lin held An'an and sat looking at Tong Qiao's wounded tears. "This killer is really not a person."

Tong Qiao smiled and comforted Aunt Lin, "I'm fine, I don't have any pain anymore."

"It's all hurt like this, how can it not hurt?" Aunt Lin lowered her head and wiped her tears.

"It's okay, I have a thick skin."

"You are a girl with fine skin and tender meat. Where is the thick skin?"

"..." Tong Qiao found that she wouldn't comfort people, but no, she would die.

Aunt Lin digested it for a while, then took An'an into the kitchen and told the babysitter to boil her mind.

Treat the wound, drink the sedative soup, eat, give Lu Ziqian a bath, wash yourself, and Tong Qiao is lying in bed almost ten o'clock.

Just lay down for a while and heard a scream.

Tong Qiao immediately left the room and pushed open the door of Lu Ziqian's room. He sat on the bed with a pale face and hurried over to sit down on the edge of the bed. "What's wrong?"

Lu Ziqian hugged Tong Qiao tightly, "Blood, so much blood."

Tong Qiao could feel that Lu Ziqian's small body was shaking. She wanted to scare him during the day. She patted Lu Ziqian's small shoulder gently. "It's okay, you have a dream."

It took a while for the little man in his arms to stop shaking.

Lu Ziqian let go of Tong Qiao, lifted his small head, and his swollen eyes still had unresolved fear. He whispered, "Tong Qiao, does my mother want me?"