Getting married by mistake: the president's sweet wife

"I have an old account with General Xin to settle, so you are not allowed to follow, otherwise I will finish him now!" Qin Shu stepped back slowly while speaking harshly.

There were black muzzles pointing at her all around.

Saying you're not nervous is a lie.

At this time, there is nothing to be afraid of, but the fear of misfiring.

Outside the Beijing Management Office, Kang An was in charge of responding.

Under the "threat" of Qin Shu's silver needle, General Xin sat in the car cooperatively.

Kang An was still very concerned about the prestige of General Xin, so he took out the handcuffs he had prepared and bound his hands.

After making sure there was no threat, he glanced at Qin Shu, a little surprised.

Things went much smoother than expected.

But the guards of the Beijing Management Office were watching them not far away, each with a weapon in his hand, and as long as each shot, they could beat him into a sieve.

At this time, I didn't even have time to think about it, I stepped on the accelerator, and the car shot out like an arrow.

Behind him, the guards from the Jingguan Office chased after him.

Kang An glanced in the rearview mirror, and roughly estimated that at least two-thirds of the guards in the Beijing Management Office were chasing after them.

He is very satisfied with this.

The task entrusted to him by the young master was finally half completed.

He showed his superb driving skills that are not easy to show others, nimbly shuttling through the traffic, always hanging those chasing soldiers behind him.

At the same time, an action signal was sent to Yan Jing.

Sitting in the back row, Qin Shu and Xin Sheng saw his actions, and they exchanged a silent look.

The car drove out of the main city and onto the viaduct.

In the end, it rushed directly onto the highway.

On the highway, Kang An reckoned that the time was almost up, so he stopped deliberately going around in circles with the people behind him, and went straight to the limit in one breath.

Those people quickly disappeared without a trace.

A smug smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

Qin Comfortably reminded: "I have already done what you asked me to do, should I take me to see my son?"

Kang An glanced at her from the mirror, and only uttered two words: "Don't worry.

"

Then he drove dully, turned the car off the highway, and drove into an unnamed remote road.

The car was parked beside a hillside.

"Where is Weiwei?" Qin Shu asked again.

"I said, don't worry.

"Kang An lowered his head, looking a little strange.

He turned his head to look at Qin Shu, and reminded: "Didn't the youngest tell you that if you want to see your son, you must do two things.

Now you can barely do the first thing, but there is still the second.

"

As he spoke, he gestured to Xin Sheng who was beside him.

Qin Shu frowned and looked at him pretending to be puzzled: "What do you mean?"

Kang An sneered, and said three words coldly: "Kill him!"

"You asked me to kill, kill?!" Qin Shu exclaimed, subconsciously looking at Xin Sheng.

Xin Sheng also glanced at her, there was no panic in his quiet eyes, but a kind of soothing power.

Kang An continued to say coldly: "Once Xin Sheng dies, the Xin family will naturally collapse and disperse. This is the result that the young master wants! Why, you don't want your son anymore?"

Qin Shu seemed to be struggling, and after a while, he nodded heavily and said, "Okay.

"

She took out the silver needle, and there was a glint in her eyes.

"Just as you said, I hope you can keep your promise and release Weiwei—"

Before she finished speaking, the silver needle in her hand pierced Kang An unexpectedly.

At the same time, a cold muzzle was pressed against her forehead.