For many years, it has dyed the day and night

Chapter 811 Time Can't Cover Up A Cold-Blooded Animal
"Sure enough, it's Gu Beiyan's subordinate, quite arrogant. But, I like it very much." Sen played with the pistol in his hand, and there was a "click" reloading sound, "If."

Sen's voice paused, and a gun was pressed against the back of his head.

"Why, the little white rabbit finally couldn't pretend anymore and showed the wolf's tail?"

The sarcastic but familiar voice made Sen's mouth twitch.

"Xiao Yanyan, did you give me such a good gift after a long time no see? He is a cute big bad wolf!"

"Come on."

Sen's eyes turned cold, "I don't agree!"

Raising the gun in his hand aimed at Gu Xiyan on Li Wei's shoulder, his arm suddenly hurt, and the gun fell to the ground. Sen looked at the bullet hole in his arm in disbelief, and Yan actually shot.

Yan shouted, "What are you still doing, hurry up!"

"Even if they stop me, they won't be able to leave."

There was a coldness in Sen's voice, Sen suddenly turned around, strangled Yan's wrist, and pulled it back forcefully, the bone shattered with a "click", Yan's face suddenly turned pale, and the tip of his toes was about to fall. The gun kicked up.

Mori pointed the gun in his left hand at Yan who was holding his wrist, and mercilessly aimed two shots at his shoulder.

Yan snorted, the sound of blood dripping on the ground was obvious.

"I always like to give back twice, even if that person is you, so do I."

"I just said, how can a person like you have feelings?" Yan said behind his back as if mocking himself, "If you want Gu Xiyan's life, just step on my dead body."

Yan was sweating coldly, and snapped his wrist back, ignoring the bullet hole on his shoulder, and rushed towards Sen with his tall body.

Sen dodged his attack with cold eyes, found an opportunity to put his foot on his chest, Yan's tall body flew out immediately, and landed on the ground not far away, his chest hurt like being run over by a big truck.

I don't know what supported Yan to stand up again. All he had to do was to entangle him. As long as Sen couldn't pass, the young master would definitely have a chance to run away. There was a sound of "bang" when the body fell to the ground, Yan coughed twice, blood was all over his hands, and the taste of blood was also in his mouth.

One foot stepped on his chest, one hand squeezed his chin, forcing him to raise his head, and the cold voice said without any emotion, "Little Yanyan, don't think that I don't know that you hit me!" What kind of small calculation, they can escape smoothly? The chances are very small."

"So what? I don't mind if you kill me to make that chance less!"

"Don't forget, how did you get to this position. Do you think it makes sense to give up your life for such a brat?"

"This is the biggest difference between you and me. Even if it is time, it will never warm up a cold-blooded animal!"

"It seems that you have regarded having feelings as a very honorable thing!" Sen stretched out his hand and slapped him vigorously, "Are you sober now? Feelings are nothing more than letting you lie under me, To be trampled under my feet is nothing but something for the weak to seek comfort. When did you start asking for these things too extravagantly?"

"No matter what you say, shameless people always have thousands of reasons to make excuses for themselves."

Yan stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick the blood at the corner of his mouth.

(End of this chapter)