Mr. Fan's Cold and Ugly Wife

Hearing his tone without ups and downs, Lin Qiaoqiao felt a sharp pain in her heart, and she couldn't help but look down when she looked at him. The look in his eyes made her feel guilty.

Obviously she didn't do anything, but in the current situation, he was indeed forced to have nowhere to go.

If I guessed right, it was Huan Yi who called just now, maybe something happened in the training camp.

Dad was able to start the group by himself back then, and now he will definitely be able to prepare with both hands. On the one hand, he sent people to take over Yan Nanqing's lair;

As a result of this, there is no doubt that Yan Nanqing will die. Even if he can walk out from here, when the sun rises tomorrow, he will have almost nothing.

She also felt guilty for being so cruel to her father.

I couldn't even say a few more words to him, but said in a low voice: "You go first, go immediately, he is my father, he won't do anything to me!"

Yan Nanqing's facial features were expressionless, giving off an extremely indifferent feeling.

Of course he could hear what she said.

It's just that the thin lips moved slightly, and it looked a bit ironic, "It's all here, and the role of father and daughter is not over yet?"

Lin Qiaoqiao frowned with pain in her heart, "You can think of me whatever you want, just leave now."

Yan Nanqing looked coldly over her earnest face, and looked at Lin Zhenhong over there.

He has dealt with Lin Zhenhong several times, and he knows exactly what kind of person he is.

Lin Zhenhong smiled with confidence in his hands, looking old and vicious, "You don't need to look at me, if my only daughter is willing to protect you with her life at this time, and even protect you from danger, then she is no longer worthy of being my daughter. "

That meant that it was useless for her to stand in front of him.

Lin quietly shook his head at him, "I'm his only relative, he won't!"

She was very clear about her father's purpose, which was to insist that she loved Yan Nanqing enough, and it was impossible for Yan Nanqing, as a man, to have no affection for such a woman.

At that moment, everyone was betting.

Lin Quietly looked at Yan Nanqing firmly, "That's right, I have been acting with my father all this time, cooperating inside and outside, but tonight I suddenly changed my mind, I want you to go, you go!"

Her voice wasn't too loud, but at least he could hear her clearly.

Yan Nanqing stared at her with lowered eyebrows for several seconds, his face became more and more cold.

Then he stepped back step by step, until he was about to exit the small hall, and when it was safer to take two steps to turn around the corner, he turned around and prepared to leave at a faster pace.

But the exclamation behind him made him stop abruptly.

Lin Quietly stared wide-eyed in shock at the opposite side of the table, where her own father was pointing at her with a weapon she had never thought of, or pointing at Yan Nanqing who was about to leave his sight.

"Dad!!" No matter how experienced she was, she never thought that she would experience this scene. Her voice was unconsciously sharp and trembling.

"Boom!" Lin Zhenhong didn't change his face, and pulled the trigger for the first time without any hesitation.

"Ah!" Lin Qiaoqiao was terrified. She really never thought that such a thing would happen today, let alone that her father would actually shoot.

She was standing in front, and she could even feel the heat of the cold bullet brushing past her shoulder.

At that moment, I just felt "buzzing" in my head.

When Yan Nanqing heard the silenced voice, he paused, turned his body around quickly, and instinctively moved to the side to avoid it.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Zhenhong was about to pull the trigger for the second time.

Lin Quietly stood there, seeing her father's gunshot moved a little bit, she turned her head to look at Yan Nanqing, and realized that it was aimed at him!
So almost at the same time when Lin Zhenhong pulled the trigger for the second time, she didn't think about anything at all, and opened her arms to block it.

It was also between the flashes and flints that Yan Nanqing made a choice rationally rather than instinctively.

He casually touched a chair from the side, and with the strength of his wrist, he slid the chair hard along the floor.

Very precise, the chair just slid to the second step that Lin Qiaoqiao took to help him block the bullet, and then tripped over the chair without any accident.

Seeing herself falling to the ground halfway, her first reaction was that she was afraid that the bullet would directly kill him, and she didn't even have time to think about falling like this, maybe she would die if she hit her head directly.

When he was in such a mess, he turned around and saw that Yan Nanqing was rushing towards him.

At that moment, there was only one thought in her mind.

That's what Dad got!

"You go!" She yelled at him, ignoring the pain, almost crying.

She didn't even dare to look back at her father's third shot, because she knew it must be aimed at her to pull the trigger, which was more effective than directly aiming at Yan Nanqing.

Sure enough, Lin Zhenhong was like a ruthless Hades, just standing there, moving the weapon in his hand towards her.

However, before he pulled the trigger, Yan Nanqing grabbed the things around him and headed towards the spot where she fell to the ground.

He doesn't like to do that kind of thing like moths jumping into a flame, within the range of his ability, he will not use his body to block that bullet, but try to drag her from that position to another position, while his hands There are obstructions.

Ideally, both are safe.

Lin Qiaoqiao was indeed pulled to the other side by him.Or to be precise, she seemed to have been kicked over.

Then I didn't know where the head hit, I just felt a dull pain.

But she desperately told herself that she must not faint at this time, the strength in her hands almost twisted the flesh on her legs.

Looking over there, he was frowning fiercely, like Yan Nanqing who was injured.

Didn't he hide?

She opened her mouth, her tone was laborious, "You go..."

In fact, he can go.

The room was dim, but Yan Nanqing's gaze fell directly on her face, "Is this also a play that you two have rehearsed?"

He pressed his arm with one hand, and when he put it down, Lin Qiaoqiao clearly saw the shocking blood on the palm of his hand.

Then he heard his low and deep voice, "Should I owe you?"

She only felt pain, but she couldn't tell whether it was head pain or heart pain. Her vision gradually blurred, but she still tried to see him clearly.

Then, there was another noisy confusion in her ears, and she tried very hard to sit up or move.

But it can't be done.

It seemed that he saw Yan Nanqing passing by.

It seemed to see her being picked up from the ground.

And then……

It was lengthy, complicated and chaotic again, and the clubhouse was like an ant nest that had been thrown away.