Sister, you miss me

Shengge also became nervous after hearing the more anxious kicks.

However, she couldn't speak, she just used the trembling of the body to release her tension.

"Afraid?" A low, dull but magnetic voice sounded in her ears, Jiang Haichao blew the hot and humid air into her ears, "Is it afraid that I will blow you off with one shot, or I am afraid that I will hit you with one shot? Little lover's head."

"Really Yang Feng is here?" Shengge's heart sounded like this.

The next second, the door was kicked open.

The three men looked at each other with six pairs of eyes.

The picture freezes.

When Yang Feng saw the disheveled, tied up and gagged Shengge, his eyes suddenly burst into anger.

Shengge saw that Yang Feng was covered in blood, and his eyes changed from pity to anger. She knew that in this life and this world, she would never want to forget this moment and the man in front of her.

Shengge believed that all of this had nothing to do with love, and it would be a pity for a man to die like this to her.

Suddenly, she thought of Yang Feng's crisis. She couldn't speak, but she shook her head violently and let Yang Feng leave with her eyes.

Of course Yang Feng would not go, but took a step forward.

"Don't come here!" Jiang Haichao pressed his pistol firmly against Shengge's temple, "Otherwise I will kill her with one shot."

"If you want to kill, you killed it a long time ago." Yang Feng shook his head and went one step further.

"STOP!" Jiang Haichao shouted, pinching Shengge's delicate and white neck with his left hand.

Yang Feng stopped.

"Where is the viper?"

"Guess." Yang Feng tilted his head and said.

"You killed him?"

"Yes, he, and many brothers, are waiting for you below."

"Believe it or not, I shot you down with one shot!" Magnum pointed at Yang Feng.

It's now.

Yang Feng rushed forward and grabbed the gun body. At the same time, his middle finger was accurately behind the trigger.

Jiang Haichao pulled the trigger instinctively, but the distance was not enough to fire.

Yang Feng twisted the gun body, Jiang Haichao's index finger was broken, and he let out a scream.

Yang Feng slammed his head against the door on the opposite side, centered on the bridge of his nose, and slapped Jiang Haichao's nose and his head was also dumbfounded.

Tears, nasal mucus, and blood dripped down, Jiang Haichao sat on the ground with his hands folded his face, his eyes couldn't see things, his nose couldn't breathe, and even his head couldn't think.

Until the cold muzzle was against his forehead, Jiang Haichao slowly calmed down, but he was completely different from the previous one, and he was not afraid: "Come on, dare not shoot? Damn!"

Madness was burning in Jiang Haichao's eyes, and so did Yang Feng.

Thinking of Hengjiang's tragic death, the broken hands and feet of the chain, and the large number of horses slaughtered, even though he knew that Jiang Haichao had a terrifying background, he couldn't help but pull the trigger.

Magnum pistols, Sand Eagle series, heavy artillery in pistols, can bombard and kill elephants.

Yang Feng hadn't hated a person for a long time, and he couldn't wait to kill such a person.

The Magnum pistol can help him do all this, although the enemy is painful, but he is not happy enough.

Jiang Haichao did not give in, and Yang Feng closed his eyes.

As soon as the gunfire rang, Jiang Haichao's noble but sloppy head would be shattered into dregs.

However, at the last moment of Yang Feng's eagerness and enmity, a violent force hit his upper body, gunshots rang out as expected, but the bullet went in the wrong direction.

Jiang Haichao bet that Yang Feng didn't dare to shoot, so he stubbornly stiffened. Unexpectedly, this servant was really courageous. With a shot, Jiang Haichao collapsed to the ground after the disaster, like a mollusk, without a trace of strength.

At the same time, Nie Qing rushed into the clubhouse. She heard the gunshot and yelled and speeded up.

Judging from the sound of gunshots, it is definitely a powerful pistol like the Desert Eagle.

"Yang Feng, you can't do anything."

"Yang Feng, Jiang Haichao can't kill!"

Nie Qing shouted as she ran, yelling out her heart.

After tonight, Nie Qing understood the ins and outs of the matter, and she basically forgave Yang Feng. Once Yang Feng had any shortcomings, she would definitely not be able to accept it.

However, once Jiang Haichao suffers irreparable damage, the consequences will be unimaginable.

...

Jiang Haichao Office.

Yang Feng looked at Shengge in surprise, and Shengge fell to the ground together with his chair. Just now, at the very moment, it was Shengge who prevented the shooting.

Shengge fell to the ground, crying and shaking his head.

Yang Feng shook his right hand, and the Magnum pistol plunged into the wooden floor. He lifted Shengge with a chair and pulled his hands behind her head. Shengge spit out beads and couldn't help retching.

It's not a pregnancy reaction, but the tongue has been pressed by the ball for too long, once it gets a free normal reaction.

"Feng, he can't kill." Shengge said impatiently.

Yang Feng expressionlessly tore off the rope that bound Sheng singer's feet, and Sheng Ge plunged into his arms, his arms tightly bound to his waist.

Yang Feng rubbed her hair and said softly, "Sorry, I'm late."

"No," Sheng Ge raised her pretty face and whimpered with tears, "Feng, why are you working so hard? Am I worth it?"

"Because you are my woman and you are still pregnant with my child."

"What to do, I started to like you, I suddenly fell in love with you."

Yang Feng lowered her face, Sheng Ge stood on tiptoe, Yang Feng grabbed her small lips, her arms wrapped around the back of Yang Feng's neck, and responded emotionally.

Jiang Haichao curled up on the ground, and the sharp pain in his nose made his body twitch. From his perspective, you could see Yang Feng and Shengge immersed in each other's deep kiss.

That gun was just one meter away, Jiang Haichao felt it was an opportunity, a last chance to comeback.He struggled to move slowly towards the pistol, pretending to be fine, but his eyes were fixed on Yang Feng.

Finally he touched the pistol, the muzzle was down, and the gun body stood straight on the wooden floor.Jiang Haichao didn't pull it for the first time, and quickly turned over and lay on the ground, holding the gun in both hands, pouting, gritting his teeth and pulling out.

Pull the radish, pull the radish, I can’t pull it...

Using such force, it would naturally affect the wound. Jiang Haichao grinned with pain, but did not let go of the pistol-the last hope, however, still remained motionless.

"Yang Feng..."

Nie Qing finally ran to the door. The first thing that caught the eye was Yang Feng and Shengge who were kissing, and then they met Jiang Haichao's eyes full of panic and anxiety.

When he saw what Qing Jiang Haichao was doing, Nie Qing decisively held the gun in his hand and shouted: "Stop, hold your head in your hands and get up slowly."

Yang Feng separated from Shengge, Shengge's pretty face flushed, and the bird stood beside Yang Feng like a human.

Jiang Haichao still held the gun in both hands, and shook his head at Nie Qing: "Xiaoqing, I am your brother Haichao, you won't shoot me, right?"

Nie Qing's muzzle was facing Jiang Haichao, her eyes flushed: "My brother Haichao died ten years ago. You are just a stranger I don't know! Although I won't kill you, I can't guarantee me. Don’t shoot. So stay away from the gun and don’t let me misunderstand.”

With that said, Nie Qing stepped forward, grabbed Jiang Haichao's shoulder blades, and lifted him to the corner of the wall, which was regarded as "helping" him.

"Ah -" Jiang Haichao cried out in pain, and roared: "Xiaoqing, don't you miss our previous feelings at all?"

"Let's see for yourself." Nie Qing threw the phone over.

Jiang Haichao didn't know, so he ordered the video to play, and it was all that happened at the club tonight, including all the conversations between him and Yang Feng.

That said, Xiaoqing knew everything.

That's why Xiaoqing treats herself like this.

"Yang Feng, you shame me!"

Jiang Haichao roared hysterically, but Yang Feng slowly left with Shengge.

After passing through the hall, Shengge was moved by the sight of casualties.

Only then did she understand what happened tonight, the source of countless wounds and blood on Yang Feng's body, and what Yang Feng had done for her.

Shengge raised his head and glanced at Yang Feng's firm face, his sharp eyes, his arms tightened uncontrollably.

Walking out of the clubhouse, Yang Feng let out a sulky breath, and the killing tonight will be remembered for a lifetime.

"Shengge, I'll take you back."

"No, I want to accompany you to the hospital."

"Who said I went to the hospital?"

"You hurt so badly...Where are you going?"

"Fengjingyuan."

"I am going too."

Avoiding Yang Feng’s scorching gaze, Sheng sang like a mosquito: “I think you may need me, and I... also need you.

After saying this, Shengge's little head was completely buried in Yang Feng's arms.

"Go home." Yang Feng smiled slightly and strode away.

After a few steps, a Great Wall SUV with a special license plate drove up. The car stopped beside the two of them. As soon as the co-pilot's side door opened, Jin Zishan hurriedly jumped down, looking at Yang Feng with concern.

Yang Feng's heart is hot, Jin Zishan is his blood brother, at this moment, he can feel the warmth of family affection.

"Let me down, I can." Shengge felt a little embarrassed when he was stared at by the driver and Jin Zishan.

Jin Zishan pulled the car door, Yang Feng placed Shengge in the back row, looking back, Jin Zishan's eyes burst into anger.

"Youngest, what's wrong?"

"How could you hurt like this, fourth child, who hurt you like this?"

Yang Feng's eyes were hot, and he smiled and shook his head: "I'm fine, they hurt more than me."

"Get in the car, I'll take you to the hospital."

"Not going."

After the car started, Yang Feng said.

In the co-pilot, Jin Zishan turned around and nodded Yang Feng with his hand: "Then, go to me."

"Not going."

"You... boy, don't go too far, where do you want to go?"

"Fengjingyuan, my own place."

"But the injury on your body..."

"I will handle it myself and it will be fine soon."

Jin Zishan thought of the inhumanity of this close friend, so he no longer insisted on it, but changed the subject: "Yang Feng, you can't be so reckless in the future, you know, you are not alone."

Yang Feng nodded: "I understand!"

...

Nie Qing ignored the Jiang Haichao, almost chasing Yang Feng out, but saw that they were picked up by a car.

Nie Qing came to the Wrangler at a speed of 100 meters. After getting in the car, he turned on the tracker and followed Yang Feng, but she still did not forget to ventilate her father.

"Dad, something happened in the Kunming Lake Club..."

This matter was destined to be secret. Nie Kangtian received a phone call from his daughter and immediately dispatched a secret team to follow up and consult Lao Jiang and Lao Hua.

Older people rarely doze off. Nie Kangtian knows the work and rest time of the two old leaders, otherwise, he would not bother easily.

Two red flags and one jeep, both with special license plates, stopped at the entrance of the club.

A middle-aged man with a flat head pulled the car door and held the door frame with his hands. Jiang Lao got out of the car with a pale face.

Accompanying Hua Lao is Yi Shuihan.

Nie Kangtian came alone.

The three of them basically understood what happened. Nie Kangtian didn't know how to get into this situation. He was afraid that he couldn't live in the place, so he asked Mr. Hua to come to help.

Jiang Haichao was framed, and when he saw his grandpa, he shed tears of grievance.

Seeing that the bridge of the nose of the closest grandson was broken, and his face was bloody, he stepped forward to hold his grandson's arm, and said with a trembled, "Hai Chao, where did it hurt?"

Jiang Haichao just shook his head.

"Don't be afraid, let's go home." Soothing his grandson, Mr. Jiang couldn't help being angry anymore. He brushed his Tang suit sleeves without saying hello to his old friend, so he got in the car and left.