You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

While talking, he carefully moved towards her side and slowly approached Yan Qiu.

Yan Qiu saw Song Yuan's intentions, and he pulled out a gun from nowhere, and fired two shots directly at Song Yuan's feet. But I'm sorry Uncle Song. As he spoke, he pointed the gun at Song Yuan, motioning him to stand still.

As soon as the gun rang, Song Yuan was suddenly startled. He jumped back involuntarily and faced the black muzzle. Song Yuan raised his hand and put on an innocent look. Forcibly stabilized his mind and said: Okay, I won't go, don't get excited... As he spoke, he moved to the side, then moved back to his original position and stood still.

After standing still, Song Yuan cursed a few words in his heart.

Why didn't he expect that Yan Qiu would bring a gun? It was a mistake.

Not only can't I get the remote control, I can't even get close to Yan Qiu's body, let alone control her.

Some nervously, he looked in the direction of Lu Yanmu, and was shocked when he saw that the countdown on Miss Qingmang had only three minutes left...

Not only Lu Yanmu was nervous, but even his heart was sweating at this time, for fear that something would happen.

The third master's skills were taught by the old master. In the current situation, apart from the third master, it is estimated that no one can dismantle it. If even the third master can't do anything, then Miss Qingmang is probably really hanging.

Song Yuan stayed for a long time without moving, always paying attention to Yan Qiu's movements, waiting for her to shake her head for a moment.

Yan Qiu's body has long been incapacitated, she is already strong, it is the end of the storm, and she will definitely have a moment of shock.

At this time, the atmosphere of the whole room had reached a very tense moment, and the whole scene was so quiet that it seemed that the sound of the drops could be heard, like a knife, lingering behind everyone.

Song Yuan swallowed his saliva. He could see that Yan Qiu's spirit was no longer good, his body was shaking, his face was paler than before, and there was no blood at all. He was calculating the distance between the two, his head was spinning rapidly, thinking How can I avoid Yan Qiu's attack in the most sudden situation, and get the remote control again.

The current situation is urgent.

The atmosphere here can't be tense, Qingmang's side is already so nervous that his heart is jumping out.

The original plan was to spend Lu Yanmu five minutes later, but what she said, Lu Yanmu didn't want to leave, he must be with her, Qingmang was so anxious that his forehead was sweating.

At the end, Qingmang had no choice but to shout at Song Yuan: Song Yuan, take the third master away!

Qingmang was already in a hurry and didn't know what to do.

Lu Yanmu is determined not to leave, he must be with Qingmang, at this moment he will never leave Qingmang alone.

Song Yuan heard Qingmang's cry and looked at the bomb tied to her body, so frightened that her eyes jumped out, and her face turned pale in an instant.

She took two steps to the side, but saw that Yan Qiu's eyes were not quite right, and when she saw the remote control she was holding in her hand, her mind was immediately on her.

Taking advantage of all Yan Qiu's thoughts being spent on Lu Yanmu and Qingmang, Song Yuan held his breath and took two or three steps ahead cautiously. When he was only a few steps away from Yan Qiu, Yan Qiu reacted and held a pistol. When his hand was about to face Song Yuan, Song Yuan turned to his side and swooped over, a gunshot rang out, and the two fell to the ground...