HiLittle Wife

Chapter 889 Standing in front of the world again (12)

"Don't move!" He picked up the gun on the ground, aimed at Qingying, and warned Lu Nan, "Put down the gun, or I'll kill her!"

"Shoot, if you are willing." Lu Nan could hear their conversation clearly, if this man really loved Qingying, he would definitely not shoot.

He had calculated this point accurately, so he was so sure that he dared to say this sentence.

"I'm not willing? Haha, if you can't get it, you might as well kill it!" Qing Ye pulled Qing Ying over and pointed the gun at her temple.

As he moved towards the entrance of the alley, he laughed loudly, "... who are you? I advise you to keep your mind on your own business, so as not to get into trouble!"

Holding the gun, Lu Nan followed step by step, and when he got to the middle of the alley, Qing also shouted sharply, "Stop, come and shoot again!"

Lu Nan's face was expressionless, he looked at Qingying, the woman's face was just under the street lamp, and every trace of expression could be seen.

She was not afraid, she just frowned slightly, squinting at Qing Ye, her eyes were full of murderous intent, as if she wanted to tear him into pieces!
As if feeling his gaze, she turned her head and met the man's eyes.

Lu Nan unobtrusively rolled her eyeballs to the left, signaling her to hide to the left.

Qingying understood what he meant almost immediately, she closed her eyes and nodded.

"Let's shoot, let's see which one of us is faster!?" Lu Nan raised the corners of his mouth, his handsome face relaxed, and the murderous look in his eyes was full of smiles.

Hearing this, Qing Ye was about to point his gun at her when Qing Ying turned his head to the left.

In the blink of an eye, Lu Nan pulled the trigger and shot the man on the right shoulder blade.

"Ah..." The gun in Qing Ye's hand fell to the ground, and he bent down in pain.

Qingying kicked his gun away, pulled out his own pistol from his waist, kicked him on the ground, raised his right leg, and stepped on his injured shoulder hard.

"Where is Qing Jue?" Her face was tense, her eyes were bloodshot, and the anxiety in her eyes was undisguised.

"Are you in a hurry? Are you worried? Haha, let me tell you, unless you're going to sleep with me right now..." He lay on the ground, smiling obscenely.

"Dirty!" She stomped hard, twisted her toes a few times on his wound, and roared, "Go to hell!"

"Well..." The man's forehead was sweating in pain, his face turned blue, and he became ferocious. He hugged her leg, "You kill me, kill me now if you have the ability! I won't tell you where he is , hahaha, when you find him, I can guarantee that he has turned into a rotting corpse!"

"Bastard!" Qingying was furious, and shot him in the shoulder again in anger.

Lu Nan's gun was equipped with a silencer, but hers was not. The sound of the gun was piercing, echoing over the entire alley, deafening.

In the middle of the night, it is especially clear.

"Go quickly, the police will be attracted!"

Lu Nan pulled her away, but Qingying refused to leave, broke away from her and ran forward to grab Qingye's neck.

"Where is it? Where is Brother Qingjue!?" She roared, the veins on her neck popped up, and her eyes were almost bleeding.

"Hahaha, I don't know, I don't know..." The man smiled, he was about to suffocate, but he still laughed.

"Let's go!" Hearing the sound of police sirens vaguely in the distance, Lu Nan dragged her away.

Qingying didn't give up and wanted to go back, so Lu Nan carried her on his shoulders as a last resort.

He ran back to the car, stuffed her in, and drove off.

After driving for four or five minutes, Qingying, who was originally excited, suddenly became unusually quiet.

(End of this chapter)