Arresting the little runaway wife: please be gentle with the wolf-like president

Bai Yunshang only caught a quick glimpse of his extremely pale face, and when she regained her composure, the car door closed, leaving behind a clear blood red all the way on the ground...

The resident bodyguard immediately took gasoline from the car and poured it around the pawn shop.

It was originally similar to ancient buildings. The structure and combination of the whole house are made of wood. Once the gasoline is poured and the fire is set off, the house will of course burn immediately. The fire is very powerful...

Seeing such a thing, all the people in the nearby shops came out, looked at the pawn shop from afar and discussed——

Although it's not uncommon to kill people and set fires in this street, the owner of this pawnshop is a formidable character.The person who can burn down his shop in broad daylight must be powerful and cannot be offended. Everyone is curious about what kind of person he is. [

Mai~ba~he passed by Bai Yunshang suddenly and drove forward.

She subconsciously took two steps, then stopped, and her worried face gradually became cold again.

She wasn't worried about what would happen to this devil, it was best if he died.

So what is she panicking about now?

Yes, she made a will, if Sikong Haoran catches her back, she will have to wait for Sikong Zeye to save her!

If something happened to Sikong Zeye at this time, she really didn't know if she could make it through...

After another thought, she will not be captured by Sikong Haoran, she will escape smoothly!

The pawn shop was on fire in the blink of an eye.

Only the two connected shops next door were worried, and the others dispersed after discussing it.

Inside the Maybach, light and shadow flickered quickly, illuminating a beautiful light-dark dividing line on Sikong Zeye's face.

Ma Zai held the wound with a towel, but the blood couldn't cover it, and quickly stained most of the towel red.

Sikong Zeye was reclining on the backrest, his jaw was tense, his face was very pale, but there was no expression of pain, as if the blood hole in his chest was not his.

The blood-stained slender fingers held the "Platinum Gatling" and looked at it carefully. [Note: Some people say that Gatling is a laser gun. I don’t know much about guns. The name is good-looking, so I will just use it as the name of the gun here. 】

Seeing the blood stained by him on the handle, he frowned:

"Hand towel."

Ma Zai gave him a towel, and he wiped the gun for fear that the blood would stain it and flow to the seam of the gun.In this way, it is not easy to clean up, and it will leave an unpleasant smell in the future... Bai Yunshang will not like it.