Spoiling His Wife Too Much: Chief Compulsory Love

But seeing Yi Xiao like this, Zhan Yan didn't have a little bit of reason, he was so red-eyed, and after stomping a few times, he took out the gun and smashed Huang Mao's head directly.

In an instant, blood splattered on the spot, and the smell of blood filled every corner of the room.

The two men who got off the bed were stunned by his gunshots before they ran behind Zhan Yan. Among them, the fat man's legs went numb from fright, and he knelt down on the ground with a thud, shouting: "Kill! ..Killed!"

Rolling and crawling, trying to escape.

It's just that he didn't have such a chance, before he got out of the room, Zhan Yan shot him in the calf, and he screamed in pain, almost passed out.

Obese body, clutching the wound on the calf, looking at Zhan Yan's horrified and distracted eyes, moved his buttocks and leaned towards the wall, his voice was already crying: "Don't...don't kill me...you want I'll give you everything, as long as you spare me..."

As he said that, he really rummaged through his pockets indiscriminately, trying to find some valuables.

Zhan Yan looked at his movements, and suddenly hooked his lips. The smile was very faint, but very bloodthirsty. He looked like holding a gun, and his white shirt was full of blood. He was elegant and cold, as if he was being captured by someone. The fire burns out.

The fat man's lips trembled, as if he wanted to say something, but Zhan Yan didn't give him a chance to speak, so he raised the gun, and hit him on the right side of the chest with another bang.

At this time, in the corridor outside the room, there was the sound of neat footsteps, accompanied by a man's voice: "Don't move, police!"

Xia Yi quickly turned his head to take a look, led by Director Xu, followed by a dozen policemen, and Li Fuzhan was also beside him.

He frowned, and cursed secretly: "Fuck, it's been tricked."

Then he winked at Zhan Yan and reminded him: "Young Master Zhan, Bureau Xu."

At this time, Zhan Yan seemed to be crazy and punched and kicked the two seemingly dead men on the ground. He didn't stop until Xia Yi called out to Xu Ju, and raised his eyes to sweep the door lightly. .

The moment he saw Xu Ju, there was no surprise or panic on his face, but the red eyes gradually faded and the focus was restored.

Among the three hooligans, only the tall and thin boss was left unharmed, but he was scared out of his wits. When he saw the police coming, he hid behind Director Liu with a whoosh, and stammered, : "Comrade police, kill... kill... people."

Zhan Yan didn't pay attention to these young people, and took the tissue beside him to wipe the blood off his hands, walked to the side of the bed, picked up a layer of sheets, and wrapped Yi Xiao's almost naked body.

That movement was slow and gentle, holding Yi Xiao in his arms, as if caring for a rare treasure.

He kissed Yi Xiao's forehead, and whispered softly in her ear: "Xiao Xiao is not afraid, good boy, I will take you home..."

His tone is so hoarse, it seems that blood is crying from his throat, which makes people feel distressed.

The woman in her arms was quiet and didn't react at all, until she felt the stubble on Zhan Yan's chin pricking her skin, she gave an urgency, and moved slightly in Zhan Yan's arms.

Zhan Yan hugged Yi Xiaoheng, and when he walked in front of the camera, he saw that the machine was still running, so he gave Xia Yi an order: "Xia Yi, take care of the aftermath, and take care of everything in this house. It's all smashed, I'll take Xiaoxiao back first." But seeing Yi Xiao like this, Zhan Yan didn't have a little bit of reason, he was so red-eyed, and after stomping a few times, he took out The gun crashed directly into Huang Mao's head.

In an instant, blood splattered on the spot, and the smell of blood filled every corner of the room.

The two men who got off the bed were stunned by his gunshots before they ran behind Zhan Yan. Among them, the fat man's legs went numb from fright, and he knelt down on the ground with a thud, shouting: "Kill! ..Killed!"

Rolling and crawling, trying to escape.

It's just that he didn't have such a chance, before he got out of the room, Zhan Yan shot him in the calf, and he screamed in pain, almost passed out.

Obese body, clutching the wound on the calf, looking at Zhan Yan's horrified and distracted eyes, moved his buttocks and leaned towards the wall, his voice was already crying: "Don't...don't kill me...you want I'll give you everything, as long as you spare me..."

As he said that, he really rummaged through his pockets indiscriminately, trying to find some valuables.

Zhan Yan looked at his movements, and suddenly hooked his lips. The smile was very faint, but very bloodthirsty. He looked like holding a gun, and his white shirt was full of blood. He was elegant and cold, as if he was being captured by someone. The fire burns out.

The fat man's lips trembled, as if he wanted to say something, but Zhan Yan didn't give him a chance to speak, so he raised the gun, and hit him on the right side of the chest with another bang.

At this time, in the corridor outside the room, there was the sound of neat footsteps, accompanied by a man's voice: "Don't move, police!"

Xia Yi quickly turned his head to take a look, led by Director Xu, followed by a dozen policemen, and Li Fuzhan was also beside him.

He frowned, and cursed secretly: "Fuck, it's been tricked."

Then he winked at Zhan Yan and reminded him: "Young Master Zhan, Bureau Xu."

At this time, Zhan Yan seemed to be crazy and punched and kicked the two seemingly dead men on the ground. He didn't stop until Xia Yi called out to Xu Ju, and raised his eyes to sweep the door lightly. .

The moment he saw Xu Ju, there was no surprise or panic on his face, but the red eyes gradually faded and the focus was restored.

Among the three hooligans, only the tall and thin boss was left unharmed, but he was scared out of his wits. When he saw the police coming, he hid behind Director Liu with a whoosh, and stammered, : "Comrade police, kill... kill... people."

Zhan Yan didn't pay attention to these young people, and took the tissue beside him to wipe the blood off his hands, walked to the side of the bed, picked up a layer of sheets, and wrapped Yi Xiao's almost naked body.

That movement was slow and gentle, holding Yi Xiao in his arms, as if caring for a rare treasure.

He kissed Yi Xiao's forehead, and whispered softly in her ear: "Xiao Xiao is not afraid, good boy, I will take you home..."

His tone is so hoarse, it seems that blood is crying from his throat, which makes people feel distressed.

The woman in her arms was quiet and didn't react at all, until she felt the stubble on Zhan Yan's chin pricking her skin, she gave an urgency, and moved slightly in Zhan Yan's arms.

Zhan Yan hugged Yi Xiaoheng, and when he walked in front of the camera, he saw that the machine was still running, so he gave Xia Yi an order: "Xia Yi, take care of the aftermath, and take care of everything in this house. It’s all smashed, I’ll go back with a smile first.”