my beloved little swan

Chapter 733 Do You Really Want Your Son's Life? 【4】

"Old demon! Zhao Mingming! Don't you! Do you really want your son's life?" Feng Qianhuang couldn't bear it anymore, and finally shouted out!
Zhao Mingming's three words seem to be a long, long, long memory!

It can be said that the past that was completely cut off by the old demon, when hearing these three words, the memory is like a tide, violently attacking!

Ouyang Qing!Yanni!A series of names such as Jian Aotian,,,, etc. rushed into her mind like a string.

The deepest memory, the most unwilling to think of, the four words of Ouyang Lanbao, the fat and white son who was born after severe pain, also came into his mind at the last moment, followed by a series of names.

My heart throbbed violently!
She stared at Feng Qianhuang in disbelief. She never expected that this kid was so powerful. She who never showed her face to others, probably at this moment, only Jian Aotian, whose mouth was sealed, could recognize her identity. This kid has been found out!

She couldn't help admiring her secretly, her eyes turned red, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"10! 9! 8,,,!" Feng Qianhuang was still counting down.

When he saw tears rolling out of the old demon's eyes, he was very excited!But at this time, the fight is about who can calm down more, he must not lose his aura at this time, he must be calmer than the old demon Zhao Mingming!

Even if You Qiaoqiao's life is only one minute and seven seconds away, even if Ouyang Lanbao's life is only the last seven seconds!He also needs to calm down and take a gamble!
He bet that the old demon still cared about his son Ouyang Lanbao.

Even though Ouyang Lanbao has been back to Ouyang's house for nearly 20 years, she has never visited her, but she still believes that people are flesh and blood!No matter how full of hatred she is, she still loves her son deeply in her heart!
"3! 2,,,!" At this time, Feng Qianhuang's forehead also fell into cold sweat.

His heart is very tangled.

Because, at the last second, if he didn't dare to shoot Ouyang Lanbao, he would lose, and You Qiaoqiao would be dead.

But at this last second, if the old demon still doesn't shout to stop, he will really blow Ouyang Lanbao, then everyone present will die!

"1!" When Feng Qianhuang yelled, the cold sweat on his forehead gushed out in a row just like Jian Aotian.

"Wait!"

Finally, the old demon compromised!
She finally yelled stop!

Feng Qianhuang's movement of almost pulling the trigger stopped abruptly.

He didn't want to kill Ouyang Lanbao either!

It's not that he doesn't dare to kill people. He has killed countless people in recent years, and killing his love rival Ouyang Lanbao is just a piece of cake.

He was mainly afraid of killing Ouyang Lanbao!The consequences can be severe.

If Ouyang Lanbao was really killed by him, he would lose all of his last chips.

"Have you figured it out? Aunt Mingming!" Feng Qianhuang deliberately mentioned the old demon's past name!To stimulate her heart.

In the world, there is no mother who really doesn't love her son!
I saw that the old demon took out his mobile phone and issued an internal signal, and after 1 minute of withdrawal, there will be a sniper order from You Qiaoqiao!
You Qiaoqiao might not know it, but without Feng Qianhuang, she would have died twice today.

Following the old demon's order, Jian Aotian, who was sitting on the chair and always emotional, breathed a sigh of relief, and instantly his whole body went limp.

Sitting tiredly on a chair, he was not wearing thick winter clothes, but his whole body was drenched in cold sweat, and his innermost underwear and clothes were completely soaked in sweat.

And Feng Qianhuang was not much better, his back was also wet with sweat!
Feng Qianhuang's muzzle was still aimed at the old demon and did not dare to release it. With the other hand, he grabbed the sniper rifle on the rack and pointed it in the direction of Ouyang Lanbao. Not to mention how dangerous his actions are, just look at such actions , It's really cool.

(End of this chapter)