The big-name husband has played too much: the poisonous pet, the good girl

Spain, Barcelona, ​​the entrance of a seemingly luxurious bar near Heyes University.

Xue'er felt that she was out of luck!

I just received a call from my ex-boyfriend, and he chased after her from the United States to Spain. No one loves her so much, right?

Xue'er babbled and babbled, a little narcissistic.

Just as she was about to walk up the stairs, suddenly, harsh brakes sounded in her ears, and a black car sped past her. [

bang——

Then a gunshot rang out, and a gorgeously dressed Spanish woman beside her fell down gorgeously.

Blood splashed all over her.

Before Xue'er could react, a man rushed out of the car and shot her again.

His marksmanship is obviously very poor, the woman just now was only shot in the calf.

bang——

bang——

Two shots were fired, and a bullet that was about to penetrate Xue'er's forehead was instantly sent flying by another bullet.

Xue'er took a breath, her face was as white as a white letter, scary!

Did she almost die just now?

bang——

There was another gunshot, and the gun flew out from the hands of the crazy man who came out of the car.

He held his hand, and with a sound, his expression twisted.

"Go to hell, you bitch, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!"

Without the gun, he threw himself on the woman next to Xue Er.

Xue'er's body was unstable, and she staggered back a few steps before looking at a man playing with a gun not far away.

His tall and straight figure was leaning against a pure white Ferrari sports car, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and a hint of sarcasm and disdain flashed in his deep eyes.

"It's bad, it's a disgrace to a man to live!"

How dare you come out to embarrass yourself with such poor marksmanship? [

"go to hell!"

The muzzle of the black gun was once again aimed at the head of the trash who was frantically beating the woman on the ground, and the voice was cold and ruthless.

There was a natural and excellent temperament on his body, his eyes flicked over Xue'er's face, and within a second at most, he shook his flamboyant hair and strode into the bar.

"Thank you."

When Xue'er saw the hero saving the beauty, a slight blush appeared on her pale face.

It's Xiaoyan!

Hee hee, what a coincidence.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Yantou muttered without knowing it: "Woman, trouble!"

If it weren't for the fact that the girl who almost died in Huangquan was a good friend of sister An Ying, he would not bother to make a move.