The queen concubine please

Chapter 2 The Trick: You Dare to Touch Big Brother's Woman
"If you don't want him to die, make a deal!"

She knew how important the identity of the assassination target was, and from what she could hear, there was only one person on the bed, and there were two other people in the room.

Just came in, she didn't notice their aura, damn it.

"Fei Shuang, you're still so confident!" A cold voice sounded, and the room was brightly lit.

Ling Feishuang didn't dare to take advantage of the sudden daylight to blink, not to waste even a second, the gun in his hand was still firmly pressed against the target's head.

She didn't need to look back, she also knew who the person who attacked her was, a trace of coldness flashed across her eyes, and endless ridicule rose again.

"Lu Feixiang, what do you want?"

She asked him in an extremely calm tone, she really didn't expect that he would stop her when she was carrying out the task, did he want to save the target?
Only now did she have time to look at the target on the bed, and the next second, she couldn't help but widen her eyes, and saw that the trembling person on the bed was a young girl, her big deer-like eyes were full of fear , but even so, she didn't yell.

Here, where is the task she received from Chu Feiyang?
In an instant, various thoughts flashed through her mind, and before she could grasp the key point, Lu Feixiang moved the gun on her head forward again, with a chuckle in his voice:

"Ling Feishuang, you dare to touch my eldest brother's woman, you really are a traitor!"

"What did you say?" Her eyes widened, her gun fingers trembling, and she looked at the girl again. She seemed to have the most innocent eyes, and she was looking at everything in front of her in horror. Her appearance was pure and innocent. Yes, like an angel.

For a moment, she felt that she was surrounded by a black atmosphere, and she could only look up at her, feeling cold all over.

She finally turned her head, and the cold gun was already on her forehead. She saw Lu Feixiang pointing the gun at her with murderous intent in his eyes, and behind him was a large black swivel chair.

From her point of view, she could only see a head of black hair, but she was so familiar with his aura that in an instant, her heart was as dead as ashes, even the anesthetic could not numb her heart, the pain was like tearing.

"Why?" Her voice was trembling and her tone was cold. At this moment, she couldn't grasp any past.

(End of this chapter)