The Queen of the Market: Beijing Fengye

Chapter 275

"Yanru..." Zhong Moyao stared blankly at the woman who took the bullet for Qi Shuo, and then... fell at Qi Shuo's feet.

That woman would rather exchange her life for someone who used her to death.

Feng Xie just shook his head, he couldn't understand this kind of behavior at all, and didn't bother to understand it.It's just... I really didn't expect that thing to have such power.Yanru's chest was stained red with a large amount of blood on her clothes, it looked so shocking, you don't even need to think about it...it must be a fatal injury, and you can't live.

Qi Shuo was stunned for a long time before recovering from the loud noise, then slowly lowered his head, and saw Yan Ru lying in front of him, not dead yet, her chest was covered in blood, and her mouth was covered in blood. Blood.

"Ha, haha...!" Qi Shuo kicked Yanru who was still breathless, and laughed wildly, "Haha, I didn't raise you in vain, and I can still be of use at critical moments!"

Qi Shuo expected that Xi Fengqing's unknown weapon could only be used once, and after being so beautiful, he couldn't help but feel relieved.

Yanru seemed to be unaware of Qi Shuo's behavior, but twisted her body with extreme difficulty, facing Xi Fengqing, her face was full of guilt, she opened her mouth to say something, but she could only spit out more blood.

"Cough cough...vomit...cough...Feng...Feng...Qing...yes...yes...yes...no..."

Xi Fengqing closed her eyes in pain, Zhong Moyao and Bai Yu couldn't bear to turn their heads.

In the end, Yanru still couldn't even utter a complete sentence, she opened her eyes... and died.

Qi Shuo didn't seem to see that Yanru died, or...he didn't care about her life at all, even if she died...it was just the death of a dog he raised.That indifferent and cold face made Feng Qing lift up the hand holding the pistol that was hanging down again.

This time, those eyes were extremely fierce, cold and ruthless, and the murderous aura in his body made Bai Yu secretly startled. Feng'er like this... made his heart ache to death.

Zhong Moyao knew it all too well, this feeling... He will never forget... This feeling reminded him of Xiaofeng's feeling when he was used and betrayed for the first time, and then killed that person with his own hands.

It's the same... the same... no, maybe, this murderous intent... is stronger than it was then.

(End of this chapter)