Divorced, still making trouble?

The news of Ji Mingzhe's coming to country S was obtained by Qiu Ye from his uncle, but he didn't expect that he was a step too late.

Standing on the stairs, Ji Mingzhe's entire face was in the shadows. Qiu Ye couldn't see his expression clearly, but looking at the string of subordinates behind him, he knew without thinking that tonight was bound to be difficult.

"Run." Qiu Ye turned his head and said softly to Lin Xiurui who was hiding behind him. He noticed when he came in that there was a back door in this room, which Lin Xiurui probably picked out specially for escape at any time.

As long as they escape from here, there will be people outside to meet them.

Lin Xiurui swallowed with difficulty. Although he was not killed in China, he was threatened many times. Seeing Ji Mingzhe now is like seeing a devil who is stalking his soul, and his legs are weak from fright. up.

He held onto Qiu Ye's arm tightly, shrank himself behind him, and remained motionless as if he hadn't heard it.

"Run, you can't run away." He said with chattering teeth.

Qiu Ye really didn't expect Lin Xiurui to be so afraid of death, and he doesn't look like a person who can be coaxed into such a person on weekdays, but the bright and beautiful layer of skin is off, without the support of the family, he is so cowardly and useless inside.

There was no way, Qiu Ye estimated in his mind the speed at which Ji Mingzhe and the others rushed down and the time it would take them to reach the back door, then he yanked Lin Xiurui past him and shouted, "Run, why are you standing there!"

But a bullet hit his leg mercilessly, Qiu Ye let out a muffled snort, let go of Lin Xiurui, and knelt on the ground with his feet limp.

Only then did he realize belatedly that Ji Mingzhe was carrying a gun when he came.

In the great pain, Qiu Ye thought that what it felt like to be hit by a bullet.

Since he was a child, he has been a flamboyant young master raised by an ordinary wealthy family. Guns are too far away from him. Even after his parents died tragically, and he met a dangerous person like Ji Haodong, he knew that there is still a bloody and dark world. But after all, he had never seen it with his own eyes.

Qiu Ye was in a trance, seeing Ji Mingzhe coming down the stairs from the corner of his eye, and suddenly thought that this man's hand holding the gun was quite beautiful.

Then Qiu Ye watched the bony hand pull the trigger again.

Then Lin Xiurui's painful cry sounded in the room.

Qiu Ye looked forward, and Lin Xiurui was obviously not as lucky as him. He was shot in each ankle and was dragging bloody on the ground at the moment.

And Lin Xiurui rolled his eyes several times in pain, but he couldn't pass out after all, he could only hug his legs regardless of left and right and groaned miserably.

Ji Mingzhe handed the gun to one of his subordinates who followed behind him, and walked slowly to Qiu Ye. He looked down at Qiu Ye for a while, and then pulled him to stand up. Just like that night in the clubhouse, he took a quick and accurate shot. punched him in the jaw.

Qiu Ye couldn't stand on his legs and fell into the sofa. He rubbed his chin with the back of his hand and cursed, "Fuck!"

Ji Mingzhe took off the coat he was wearing, then folded up the sleeves of his shirt in two, and punched Qiu Ye in the waist again.

This time he obviously wanted to vent, and he didn't have any strength in his hands.

Qiu Ye gasped in pain, grabbed Ji Mingzhe's waist, and pushed Ji Mingzhe into the sofa.

Although he has not received systematic training, he did not miss out on taekwondo and martial arts classes when he was a child... Moreover, Qiu Ye has always been very skinny since he was a child, and he often fights with others. Although his fighting skills are not standard, his strength is not bad.

After suppressing Ji Mingzhe, Qiu Ye raised his fist high, but facing Ji Mingzhe's cold and expressionless face, for some reason, his movements were delayed for a moment.

At that second, Ji Mingzhe swung Qiu Ye off his body, and then kicked him on his injured leg.

"Ah—" Qiu Ye couldn't help roaring, and couldn't help cursing out of breath, "Ji Mingzhe, I'll fuck you!"

Ji Mingzhe didn't speak, opened him and bent down to pick up the knocked glasses from the ground, folded them and kicked them into his pocket, then walked around Qiu Ye to Lin Xiurui's side.

When Ji Mingzhe fought with Qiu Ye, the subordinates who followed were not idle. At this moment, Lin Xiurui lay half dead on the ground, watching Ji Mingzhe walk over, his body subconsciously shrank back.

"What about those photos?" Ji Mingzhe asked.

Lin Xiurui didn't react at first, and was stunned for a few seconds before he suddenly remembered the photo he took after drugging Ji Mingzhe, and quickly said, "It's all in my mobile phone, don't worry, I don't have any rumors, please, Mingzhe, please forgive me , I have blind eyes, I didn't provoke you on purpose, I swear that I will hide far away from now on, and won't get in your eyes..."

Hearing this, Ji Mingzhe glanced at his subordinates, who understood, walked over and took out the phone from Lin Xiurui's trouser pocket, unlocked it in his face, and handed it to Ji Mingzhe.

Ji Mingzhe opened the album, found those photos, clicked to delete them all, then he threw the phone on the ground and fired a shot at the screen.

Bangs exploded in my ears.

Lin Xiurui trembled violently in fright, how embarrassed he made Ji Mingzhe at that time, now he himself is a hundred times more embarrassed than when Ji Mingzhe was in the clubhouse.

Perhaps because he knew that he had nowhere to go, Lin Xiurui's hatred for Qiu Ye suddenly burst out. With the determination to hold back even if he died, he hissed, "Qiu Ye deliberately designed to harm me! He concealed it. Your identity..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Xiurui's shoulder was suddenly blasted with a handful of blood mist by the bullet. The unbearable pain made him hoarse after screaming, and he twitched on the ground and could no longer speak.

"This man is handed over to you." Ji Mingzhe said calmly, throwing down the gun he took from the bodyguard.

"Don't worry, young master." Two of them nodded in response, then walked over and grabbed Lin Xiurui's hair, and dragged them out of the room first.

"Aye, save me!" Lin Xiurui screamed in a desperate struggle.

Following the movements of the two bodyguards, Qiu Ye stood up, gritted his teeth enduring the pain, and shouted with an ugly face, "Ji Mingzhe!"

Ji Mingzhe's indifferent gaze met him unfalteringly.

"Are you going to kill him?" Qiu Ye asked.

"Take care of yourself." Ji Mingzhe said after a moment of silence.

Qiu Ye was slightly stunned, and suddenly understood what Ji Mingzhe meant. He was the culprit in this incident. If Lin Xiurui didn't end well, then did he?But he subconsciously thought that no matter what he did, Ji Mingzhe would not kill him.

When did this idea come into being?

Where does his confidence come from?

Qiu Ye was silent.

That's right, because Ji Mingzhe has been unconditionally giving in, tolerance and patience for four years, he knows how deep this person's feelings are for him, so he... has been just acting on love.

But this time, he seemed to have finally worn out Ji Mingzhe's feelings, and even made this person want to kill him.