Marriage is long: Mr. Huo spoils his wife too much

Lu Qiao thought he had reached a dead end.

But unexpectedly, the next moment, the situation changed drastically. Before she had time to see how Huo Yan moved, the man who was originally aggressive was already lying on the ground, covering the place where he had been beaten, and howling loudly.

The little gangster is probably used to running rampant on this street, and relying on his own gun, he has always been invincible, but he didn't expect to encounter a hard stubble this time. Definitely want to teach him to be a man.

"Don't come here, if you come here again, I'll kill her!"

Huo Yan approached him step by step, and when he heard the man's words, he narrowed his eyes, "If you dare to move a finger of her, I will tear down every bone in your body one by one."

Huo Yan wasn't joking at all, his tone made the gangster tremble, and he was so frightened that the gun in his hand almost pulled the trigger.

In the secluded alley, the sound of unhurried footsteps was very clear, as if something was killing her, "Let her go..."

The gangster felt more and more empty now, but the more empty his heart was, the higher his head was held up, "Why should I listen to you? Now she is in my hands, and I can deal with her as I want .”

The gun in his hand is his greatest strength.

He was a little weak, but he was not so frightened by Huo Yan that he put down his gun and surrendered.

He said sternly, "Is this woman your concubine? Do you want to save her? That's fine too. Kowtow to me on your knees and I'll let her go."

The gun under her hand was pressed against Lu Qiao's head, forcing her to turn sideways.

I don't know what to do.

There was a dark light in Huo Yan's eyes.

The next second he moved.

The body almost swayed out of the afterimage, and soon it was in front of the gangster. He didn't see how he moved at all. The gangster only felt a pain in his wrist, and the gun in his hand instantly changed hands.

Grinning his teeth in pain, the moment he let go of the gun, he subconsciously pulled the trigger.

A gunshot sounded in the silent alley.

The bullet narrowly passed by his hand, but it didn't hit a vital part, but Huo Yan's hand brushed a hole, and then screwed into the wall behind him.

Blood oozes from the grazed wound, winding like a stream, gathering at the fingertips, dripping drop by drop, splashing out one after another blood flowers in the darkness.

Huo Yan's face remained unchanged, and he raised the gun with his uninjured hand.

With a "bang", a bullet passed by the gangster's side, not hurting the flesh, but scratching the clothes.

Huo Yan's face was hidden in the darkness, and he couldn't distinguish his emotions, but his voice was extremely cold.

"She is mine. No one can move her. The shot this time is just to teach you a lesson. Let me see you next time, and you will die."

The gangster was probably stunned by fright, and now he was touching his torn pants and couldn't say a word.

Huo Yan put away the gun and pinned it to his waist skillfully, without any fear of hurting anyone or anxiety, he naturally grabbed Lu Qiao's hand and led her out of the alley.

The gunshot was still ringing in his ears, before Lu Qiao recovered, Huo Yan was dragged away in a daze.

Although she has indeed experienced a lot of things, and it is not the first time to deal with guns, but this is the first time she has seen with her own eyes, a familiar person around her using a gun to injure someone.

This feeling is very different.