The coquettish rival wants to have CP with me every day

Even now, the title of "Wolf Warrior" is enough to scare people in the Tao.Moreover, Zhan Lang is a man who takes both black and white, and he has met countless people.

The skinny camel was bigger than the horse, and the man with the scar didn't have the slightest doubt that Feng Jian's words were trying to scare him.

"Don't worry, Scar keeps his word. As long as you don't play tricks, I certainly don't need to hold him tight."

……

Si Yan had another dream. In the dream, Feng Jian was shot in the heart, blood flowed all over the place, and there was no one to collect the body.

He woke up suddenly: "Feng Jian! Feng Jian! Feng Jian..."

"I'm here."

Si Yan still couldn't see him with the blindfold on, so he could only subconsciously reach out to touch his heart.

Fortunately, there was no wound or bleeding, it was just a dream.

He heaved a sigh of relief, but still panting violently with lingering fear.

"What's wrong?" Feng Jian asked him.

"I dreamed that you were shot and killed." Si Yan's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his eyes were red.

"Isn't this great? You can finally get rid of me in the future." Feng Jian had already taken off his blindfold, and he could clearly see the panic on Si Yan's face at the moment.

His silly Ayan, who obviously likes him and is worried about his death, yet insists on refusing to admit it.

But at this moment, Feng Jian suddenly regretted it.

He worked so hard to make Si Yan fall in love with him, but he ignored the result that he might not be able to forgive him.

When he is gone in the future, I wonder if Ah Yan will be very sad?

When Si Yan heard his words, his heart felt inexplicably pricked by a needle.

"The scourge will last for a thousand years!" You will not die!

He said silently in his heart.

"Is Ah Yan reluctant to let me die?" He asked with a smile.

"Stop being so sentimental!" Si Yan frowned slightly, disliking Feng Jian for saying "dead" at this moment.

But if time can be repeated, he will definitely tell him loudly at this time: Yes!I don't want you to die, so you must not die!

Feng Jian didn't speak when he heard the words.

Si Yan always felt that what he said just now was wrong.

When he was about to say something more, the door was pushed open.

Fat Brother walked in with someone and said, "We are about to set off, let's go!"

As usual, Feng Jian silently pulled Si Yan up and walked out.Then suddenly said: "A Yan, don't hate me, okay?"

There was an inexplicable tingling pain in Si Yan's heart.

The corners of his lips parted slightly, but he didn't know what to say.

Seeing his silence, Feng Jian smiled helplessly.

It's good that his Ayan hates him, so even if he hears the news of his sacrifice, he won't be sad.

He can finally get rid of him!

For the first time, Feng Jian voluntarily let go of his hand.

The anxiety in Si Yan's heart became stronger when he let go, so he subconsciously clenched his palm back.

"Where are you going?" His voice was hoarse and dull.

"Go to the toilet, do you want to come together?"

Si Yan: "..."

For some reason, he always felt that Feng Jian was lying to him again.

When he was about to say something, the man with the scar walking in front was already urging them to hurry up.

"Feng Jian..."

"I'll be back soon." Feng Jian comforted him, then pulled out his fingers and left.

Si Yan was blindfolded and couldn't see anything. He didn't realize that something was wrong until he was pushed into a helicopter and flew away, but Feng Jian didn't come back.

"Where's Feng Jian?"

No one answered him, only the noise of the propellers lingering in his ears.

The uneasiness in his heart became stronger again, and he wanted to take off the blindfold to see the situation in front of him clearly, but his hands were handcuffed behind his back.

"I'm asking you, are you deaf?" Si Yan roared loudly, a little annoyed and wanted to struggle on the plane, and then he was pushed down hard.

"Brother Dao was afraid that you would collude to escape, so he let him leave in another helicopter." A black brother next to him answered him in broken Mandarin.

Although the other party found a very normal reason, Si Yan still felt something was wrong.

When he wanted to struggle again, he was held down again by two black bodyguards on the left and right.

Half an hour later, the helicopter stopped on a river bed.

Two black men pushed Si Yan off the plane, and then threw the key to the handcuffs to Si Yan.Then, another video call was made.

The signal was very poor, and the video took a long time to connect.

Feng Jian on the other end of the call saw it, and they brought Si Yan to the Weiner River at the border.

As soon as Si Yan took off his blindfold, he saw that the two black men who escorted him had jumped into the helicopter and were about to leave.

He suddenly understood.

"Feng Jian, you bastard lied to the young master again!"

He wanted to catch up, but the speed of the helicopter quickly passed overhead and disappeared in the midair of the dense forest.

"Feng Jian, you bastard!" He cursed angrily.

However, the bastard bastard can no longer hear his voice.

The signal was cut off, and the video call on the phone was also cut off.

Looking at the pitch-black screen of the phone, Feng Jian could imagine his A Yan's distraught look at the moment.

It's a pity, I'm afraid he won't be able to see it in the future...