Take down the handsome cold guy

Chapter 251
Either the opponent dies, or he falls down!

Relying on this belief, Jing Wanwan resisted the pain of falling apart, stood up, and looked at the person in front of him decisively.

Under the white mask, a pair of eyes stared with shock, but it just passed by.

"You have changed a lot." He said lightly.

"Who are you?" Jing Wanwan asked cautiously.

She originally wanted to ask, is he the Thousand Forbidden God?

However, when he saw those pitch-black eyes, Jing Wanwan swallowed this doubt in his stomach.

Dark green eyes and dazzling golden hair are the most obvious signs of Qianjinshen.

And the person in front of him, although he looks like a thousand forbidden gods, his hair is black, and his eyes are also black.

Jing Wanwan couldn't find a reason, which meant that the person in front of him was the Thousand Forbidden God.

"You have no right to know." He said indifferently.

Jing Wanwan clenched her fists tightly, she hated this feeling, the enemy knew her well, but she knew nothing about the enemy.

This kind of feeling is like being played by someone in the applause, which makes people very angry and uncomfortable.

His eyes caught sight of the pistol lying quietly on the ground, and he was about to rush over to pick it up, but the other party had already stood in front of her, aimed at her shoulder, kicked her hard, and Jing Wanwan flew another meter away.

She clutched her shoulders, cold sweat dripping from her forehead, dripping onto the floor.

She gasped with difficulty, knowing that there was a huge difference in strength between herself and him, but she never thought that the difference was so great that she didn't even have the ability to backhand.

Jing Wanwan stood up with difficulty, her whole body was numb from the pain, as stiff as a robot, she stood up straight.

"I won't kill you." The other party said coldly, turned around and left, walking into the darkness...

Life and death mission, either he dies, or you fall down!

Jing Wanwan didn't fall down, how could he let the other party go?

Thinking of this, Jing Wanwan rushed over desperately, and must stop him!
"Looking for death!" Feeling the power behind him, he said coldly, without even knowing his head, he hit her belly hard with his elbow...

"Ah..." Jing Wanwan cried out in pain, and his body flew a long way away.

However, just when she was about to fall to the ground and fell terribly, a pair of hands tightly held her waist, and with one hand, she hung her whole body on his body.

She raised her head to see that familiar face.

The facial features are exquisite and beautiful, which makes people sigh, but the body reveals the terrifying breath of death.

The appearance is gentle and harmless, but the temperament of death is terrifying!
She lowered her head in shame, feeling ashamed to face him.

"Godfather, why are you so cruel, she is just a newcomer who just debuted, at least show some mercy." He had a faint and elegant smile on his face, but his eyes revealed a powerful breath of death.

In the eyes, there is dissatisfaction or resentment, but there is a smile on the mouth, but the words are polite.

This is a man who hides deep.

"I won't kill her, but I will kill you!" He didn't even look back, his usual indifferent tone was like a sharpened ice skate.

"Aren't you going to kill her?" A1 glanced at the weak person lying in his arms.

Distress and resentment flashed in his eyes!
But just for a moment, no one can capture it.

"But I will kill Mu Fei'er!" His tone was still gentle, and there was still an elegant smile on his pale pink lips.

But in the words, there was a deep warning.

However, because of his words, not only the other party froze, but even Jing Wanwan in his arms was stunned.

What does this matter have to do with Mayfair?
She subconsciously looked at the opposite person, that person...

Is it the Thousand Forbidden God?
Do not!
He is not a thousand forbidden gods, his hair and eyes are black, he is not a thousand forbidden gods.

Jing Wanwan shook his head, denying the thoughts in his heart.

"If you dare to touch Fei'er, I will fight you with my life!" Jing Wanwan's weak words rang in A1's ear.

A1 is always smiling. On the surface, Jing Wanwan's words have no effect on him at all. His eyes are looking straight at the person in front of him.

"You made your hair black and your eyes black. If I'm right, it's for... Mu Feier, right?" he said.

Jing Wanwan's face sank in his arms, and his eyes were fixed on the person opposite.

Regarding A1's words, he remained silent all the time, standing silently like a squatting statue, not saying a word, not even changing his eyes.

"You are... the Thousand Forbidden God?" Jing Wanwan broke free from A1's embrace, stood up with difficulty, and walked towards him step by step...

Is it really the Thousand Forbidden God?
She looked at the man in front of her in disbelief.

He is the killer godfather, and he is the head of the temple?
he……

Is it the one I have hidden in my heart for many years, is that person?

Jing Wanwan shook his head in disbelief...

Such an imagined temperament, but the hair and eyes are different, just different!
Jing Wanwan is stubborn in her heart. Hair and eyes are the biggest symbols of Qianjinshen. Without these two proofs, no matter what, she cannot be convinced that he is Qianjinshen!

The other party glanced at Jing Wan.

He didn't say anything, and covered his eyes with his hands. The moment his hands left his eyes, a pair of dark green eyes as deep as the sea were revealed. The moment he took off the white mask, his black hair also fell down. The blond hair seemed to have been suppressed for a long time, and it was finally able to burst out. Under the moonlight and street lamps, it looked particularly dazzling and shone with dazzling light.

Suck……

Jing Wanwan couldn't help it, and took several steps back.

A1 hurried forward and supported her.

It is really a thousand forbidden gods!

After confirming that it was him, Jing Wanwan just looked at him fixedly, unable to say anything.

Still stingy and unwilling to say anything, he turned around and was about to leave...

"Bang!" A muffled sound.

Qianjinshen frowned deeply, blood was gushing out from his shoulders, he turned his head, his eyes were cold and piercing.

"Godfather, you seem to have regressed." A1 held a silver pistol in his hand and smiled wildly.

"How could you hurt him!" Jing Wanwan roared loudly, regardless of everything, he took the silver pistol in A1's hand.

"Jing Wan, what are you doing?" Obviously, A1 was shocked by Jing Wan's behavior, and raised his hand high to prevent Jing Wan from snatching the gun away.

"I don't allow you to hurt him!" Jing Wanwan yelled again, rolled his eyes, and then said, "Fei'er will be sad, I don't allow it!"

"Whether Mu Feier is sad or not, what does it have to do with you? He is the head of the temple, if you don't get rid of him now, do you think he is that good to him?" A1 was obviously also angry.

Killer godfather, this name is not for nothing.

Now that he has been tricked, why don't you take the opportunity to eliminate him and wait for him to come back for revenge later?

A1's eyes instantly became cloudy, and he waited for Jing Wan with a warning.

Jing Wanwan showed no sign of weakness, and had a firm attitude.

Her face was very pale, her lips were bloodless, she was seriously injured, but at this moment she was ignoring herself, just to protect Qianjinshen.

A1 narrowed his eyes dangerously. It's not just because he doesn't want to make Mu Fei'er sad. It's that simple, right?

A wordless anger quickly burned in A1's body.

Qian Jinshen clutched his shoulders, his attitude was indifferent and cold, the gunshot wound on his shoulder didn't affect him at all.

He looked at them coldly, raised the gun in his hand, and pointed it at A1's head...

"Be careful!" A1 shouted suddenly, before the bullet flew in front of him, he decisively picked up Jing Wanwan, fell to the ground, rolled several times...

"Whoosh whoosh..."

The silenced gun in Qianjinshen's hand kept hitting them, approaching them step by step, with no intention of letting go.

A1 has nothing else to do but roll and roll with Jing Wanhou all the way to avoid bullets. Under the cover of the night, he decisively rolls into the darkness with Jing Wanhou in his arms.

In the current situation, you can't confront him head-on, at least not now.

A1 can only choose to leave.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

After firing a few more shots, it was confirmed that the two of them had left in the dark, so Qianjinshen put away the gun.

And in the direction not far behind him.

Mu Fei'er was trotting in the university town, she wanted to find Zheng Hao, and even wanted to dig out Tang Yanyan.

However, when she ran to this section of the road, she found a man standing there silently, his back was bleeding...

Mu Feier stopped involuntarily, the cold and arrogant back gave her such a familiar shock.

In her mind, she thought of a person...

Is it really him?
With nervousness, trepidation, and a trace of expectation, Mu Feier approached step by step...

Sensing something strange behind him, Qianjinshen quickly turned around vigilantly...

Unsurprisingly, the two met each other face to face for the first time in more than a year.

They looked at each other, the whole world was still, and only they were left in the whole world.

This is the first time, the first time I've seen him in a year.

Looking at those dark green eyes that are so familiar, but now, it feels thousands of miles away from her, so deep and so far away.

In the past, countless pictures of being together emerged and appeared in front of each other.

The memory that was lost and sealed was suddenly opened.

It turned out that they were still so nostalgic and so familiar.

The four eyes met, the eyes were deep, and a silent strong feeling of missing each other began to spread, involuntarily.

He seemed to have lost a lot of weight in the past, his eyes became even colder, and he even carried a sense of speechless depression.

Why did she make him feel so vulnerable?
God, how are you?
How much Mu Feier wanted to say this to him, how much she wanted to rush over like this, hug him tightly, and tell him how much she missed him.

Miss his embrace, miss his care, miss his affection, miss his kiss.

but……

She can't, she's already ineligible, isn't she?

Feeling sad, bursting out from the bottom of my heart, and my eyes gradually became a little aggrieved.

When Qianjinshen saw the change in Mu Feier's eyes, he came back to his senses.

Looking at her, this person...

A painful look flashed across his dark green eyes, and he frowned, not wanting to continue looking at her like this.

Stepping up her slender legs, her steps became extremely heavy.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Walking forward step by step, passing Mu Feier, without even pausing, staring indifferently at the front.

Mu Feier's heart tightened, she turned around, rushed over, and tightly grasped Qianjinshen's wrist.

Because of this grip, Qianjinshen's whole body stiffened.

(End of this chapter)