My Guardian Mr Bo

And my uncle hasn't come now, it must have been An Jia deliberately supporting him!

An Ge'er's face was pale. If An Jia really did something like this to her, how could she cope... After all, they were the ones who raised themselves...

She can't believe it...

And at this moment.

An Geer suddenly heard a lot of chaotic and continuing footsteps rushing over in the distance, her brows narrowed.

Who is this coming back? !

"Hurry up, where is she!?"

The voice was low and rapid, but it was so familiar, causing An Ge'er's heart to shake.

It's uncle!

Uncle he is here!

There was light in An Ge'er's eyes, and she hurriedly put her hands on the small window of the prison door, as if she wanted to see him soon.

However, she was expecting, expecting, but at a certain moment, as if she had suddenly reacted to something, she slowly turned her head back, her eyes fell on the dead body on the ground... There was still blood on the person's neck.

He shifted his gaze again, and fell on the row of men shrinking in the corner.

They were still squatting on the ground, looking at her nervously and horrified.

An Ge'er moved her lips, but couldn't say anything.

If my uncle comes, I will see such a scene! ? Even if she was forced to know a few tricks by Leng Qing, in everything today, Su Chen gave her a simple and effective method of killing, and she also grabbed the pistol herself.

She...when can she be so good? Especially when the group of men saw her timidly, how could the uncle not be suspicious when seeing this scene?

and so……

Two minutes later.

As soon as the prison door was opened, when Bo Yan rushed in and saw the scene inside, his complexion suddenly changed, panic and anger, as well as the unknown fear, all came to his heart.

As soon as he entered, he saw An Ge'er huddled in the corner of the door, with messy hair, disheveled clothes, tears on his face, trousers all scratched, a shoe thrown aside, a small foot **** Withdraw to the ground.

Holding a gun in both hands, he kept shaking, muttering in his mouth, "Don't come, don't come--"

Seeing this, Bo Yan was heartbroken!

But it was even more angry, and the depths of Qing Jun's eyes were like a volcano about to erupt, as if it would burst out at a certain moment!

these people!

These **** people!

Bo Yan took off her coat and approached her, but she kept shrinking and muttering, "Don't come, don't come--"

"Hey, Xiao Ge'er, it's me, Bo Yan, you can see that it is me, don't be afraid, no one will hurt you anymore."

"Bo...Bo Yan..."

"Hey, it's me. Look up at me." Bo Yan approached her slowly, knowing that she was frightened, even possibly...humiliated. He tried his best to contain his monstrous anger and wanted to fight first. She hugged her tightly to comfort her.

An Ge'er raised her head, her teary eyes dim, as if she saw that it was really him, the gun in her hand finally fell with a clatter, she plunged into his arms, clutching his chest tightly and the clothes collapsed cry.

Bo Yan was heartbroken and self-blaming and angry.

And watching them this scene.

The row of male prisoners who were originally squatting in the corner is now silly watching this scene from their place.

Because two minutes ago.

The girl told them to go back to their place and say nothing, otherwise at her own risk! Then they saw her scratching her clothes and hair--