Explosive cute wife: black-bellied husband, please respect yourself!

Chapter 78 I promise to have a little demon with you
At this time, Yan Weiwei also came up, standing beside Yan Tianhua, echoing, on the screen of the phone, there was a photo of the box of contraceptive pills she bought, as well as a small receipt.

"Bang!" A cold gunshot broke the confrontation between the three members of the Yan family.

There was confusion among the crowd when gunshots were heard.

Passers-by left tremblingly, no one dared to approach them.

The cold silver pistol was pressed against Yan Tianhua's temple indifferently.

"Beiming Haoting, what are you doing! He is my father, put down the gun!" Yan Chuyan panicked, his face pale, and he stared at Beiming Haoting with wide-open almond eyes.

She was afraid that if she blinked, the bullet would pass through her adoptive father's head.

No, dad is her only relative now.

"Chu Yan...Look at you! Who do you know! Alas!" Yan Tianhua seemed to have no fear, he gritted his teeth and blindly taught his daughter a lesson.

"I'm sorry, I spare your life." Beiming Haoting poked Yan Tianhua's head with a gun, his handsome face was very gloomy.

Yan Chuyan felt extremely uncomfortable hearing this, and closed her eyes, her curled eyelashes drowning.

That was her father who had watched her since she was a child. How could he rather believe Yan Weiwei than her...

"You can kill or cut whatever you want, as long as I live, I will never let Chuyan be with you gangsters." Yan Tianhua still insisted on his position, his body trembling because of being too angry.

Yan Weiwei, who was standing aside, quietly called the police.

After a while, several police cars and a group of reporters rushed over.

A group of bodyguards in black suits immediately stepped forward to confront the police, and James hurriedly arranged the bodyguards with a walkie-talkie to stop the reporters who were coming from the chrysalis.

"Beiming Haoting...don't kill people...don't..." Yan Chuyan grabbed Beiming Haoting's arm in panic, frowned, and pleaded for her adoptive father.

"He is not worthy to be your father." Beiming Haoting's indifferent voice sounded, and there was no trace of humanity on his calm face.

Boom boom boom...

Suddenly, the sound of a helicopter came from overhead.

"Please pay attention to the men holding guns below. You have become our sniper target. Please quickly put down your guns and let go of the hostages." The special police on the helicopter warned through loudspeakers in the air.

Yan Chuyan's heart skipped a beat, and she looked up.

Two police helicopters were parked on top of them, their propellers turning rapidly and humming loudly.

"Chuyan, it's dangerous! Leave with the police!"

Yan Tianhua looked at the sniper rifle in the sky, the muzzle of the gun was pointing at Beiming Haoting at the moment, but his daughter was still hugging this wicked man tightly and not letting go.

"Dad... I can't leave you alone!" Yan Chuyan's voice trembled, and in a flash she shook Beiming Haoting's arm forcefully, with a painful expression, ugly as a piece of white paper, begging:

"Beiming Haoting, let go of my dad, I promise you whatever you say, let him go..."

"Stupid woman, go away!" The blue eyes shone in displeasure, like countless sharp ice slags standing up in the deep cold pool.

The snow on the side of the road is blindingly white in the sun.

Yan Chuyan firmly grasped Beiming Haoting's hand, the red diamond ring on her finger was extraordinarily dazzling.

Suddenly, there was a flash of sight in front of my eyes, and unbearable memories flooded up.

Yan Chuyan almost exhausted all her strength, and said urgently: "Beiming Haoting, I... I promise to have a little demon with you, you should let my dad go."

As soon as the words fell, Beiming Haoting's heart seemed to be hit by a powerful force, and the depression that he had been squeezing for a while disappeared.

A gust of wind blew, and the hand holding the gun fell unconsciously, and with a hook of the long arm, he hugged the woman beside him tightly.

Lowering her head, her blue pupils were deeply locked on her small face, and she said in a low voice, "Don't lie to me!"

(End of this chapter)