My husband is a little bad !

With the sound of a long, never stopped shooting stopped for a while, mu tingshen seize the opportunity to push the human flesh pad, toward the van on the past. He knew that the killer was hiding in that position and how many bullets were in his gun. Now is the time to change ammunition and his only chance!

And Xi Luoqing also finally responded, she suddenly stood up, regardless of her injured wrist, only worried looking at mu tingshen's back. All along, her impression of Mu tingshen is noble and elegant. He should sip his red wine in the most luxurious high-rise buildings, rather than start fighting with a professionally trained killer in this desolate place.

However, mu tingshen's skill was really beyond her expectation. She thought she was a young master growing up in a greenhouse, but she still kept it deep?

He didn't have a gun, so his first action was to kick the gun out of the killer's hand. The killer didn't panic when he lost the gun. According to the data, this is the chairman of Mu's group, the most powerful financial power in B city. He studied financial economy since childhood. What can he do?

With a cold smile on his lips, the killer shook his wrist twice and attacked him with his bare hands. Xi Luoqing held his injured wrist in one hand behind him. His clear eyes were full of worries: "ah Shen, be careful!"

Hearing this concern, mu tingshen's cold face suddenly softened for a moment, and his thin corners of his mouth rose. His smile was like spring breeze in his arms, but he looked at the killer in a daze. He sighed in his heart that the president's appearance was good, but he would die in his own hands today.

However, this idea has not lasted for half a minute. The man in front of him seems to be inspired by that sound, and his moves become more and more fierce. Even though the killer has received more than ten years of professional training, he is still beaten down. When he is kicked to the door of the car, he covers his chest and grits his teeth and asks, "what's your background? Why do you know so much about killers? "

Yes, I understand. His every move can be easily solved by the beautiful man in front of him, but why does the president of Mu group understand these things.

Casually picked up the gun on the ground and pricked it into the killer's chest. Mu tingshen clapped his hands coldly and said slowly in his shocked expression: "the killer leader, it's my wife."

He stepped on the blood of the ground to Xi Luoqing. Xi Luoqing stood in the same place with a dull expression.

Xia Xiaoyu gives up the money, and the killers invited are all top-notch. Even if her hand is not injured, she can't solve it as quickly as mu tingshen. His skill is so good that even those courage to get out of the car to grab the gun, the judgment and decision-making power of shooting sound in the face of danger are much better than her. It seems that he is the gold medal killer.

Xi Luoqing looked at the man who had set off the storm, with blood stains on his hands and the cold temperament that had just climbed out of hell. He carefully held her hand in his palm and asked softly, "does it hurt?"

The eyebrows and eyes are full of heartache, as if hurt what precious incomparable treasure.

Xi Luoqing slowly shook his head and hid his hand behind him: "it's OK. When I was a killer..."

Her eyes touched mutin's deep eyes, and she stopped talking.

Knowing clearly that mu tingshen doesn't like her as a high-risk industry as a killer, she has just been injured again, so it's better to stop showing off her "scar of glory"

She was afraid to speak, but mu tingshen held his hands in front of her chest coolly, and looked like "just why did you run out?"

What he said was to find out and pick up the gun. Xi Luoqing, looking back on it, felt that she was too brave. She always wanted to hide behind everything she saw. Today, she just wanted to rush forward just like losing her soul. She even thought that it might be the soul of Dong Cunrui that woke up in her body.

"Professional habits..." However, she only dares to give such an answer to Mu Ting's expressionless face.

"Professional habits?" Mu tingshen hummed and laughed, "do you know..."

He suddenly raised the volume and scared Xi Luoqing back to his soul. He blinked and looked up at him. His body seemed to be filled with huge emotions, and he was about to break out. But in the end, mu tingshen closed his eyes regardless of his complicated mood, and his voice returned to soft: "do you know I almost lost you. "

"The second you showed up, my heart almost stopped." He rolled his throat knot, his voice was a little hoarse, "I didn't feel so nervous when Mu group was on the verge of bankruptcy, but the thought that you might be injured No, you're already hurt. "

He opened his eyes, and his black and white eyes were filled with strong emotions. He slowly extended his hand, spread out his palm, and handed it to Xi Luoqing. He didn't say a word, but Xi Luoqing knew what he was going to do. He bit his lower lip and slowly took out his back hand and carefully placed it in his palm.

His hands were dry, warm and reassuring, and the thin cocoons on his belly rubbed her tender wrists.

"Sorry..." He drooped his eyelids and his broken hair covered his mood. "Anyway, I didn't protect you."

Xi Luoqing suddenly felt that her heart was very sour and astringent, but it seemed to be very hot, like soaking in boiling lemonade. She didn't want to see mu tingshen's self reproach, so she hesitated to change the topic: "no, no You are already very good Oh, by the way, why are you so good? "All the key points that have just been ignored come to my mind. The more Xi Luoqing thinks, the more wrong he is. Mu tingshen's reaction ability, skill and decision-making power are not like the president of elite education at all?

Mu tingshen's mysterious smile did not speak, but still stroked Xi Luoqing's tender and boneless hand.

"Don't say pull it down." Xi Luoqing rolled a white eye and suddenly took back his hand. "Don't touch your hand, as if you can touch it well."

Mu tingshen laughs and shakes his head helplessly. Looking at Xi Luoqing, she turns to get on the bus angrily. She opens the door and sighs: "a good car is different. At least it can't be seen that she has been at the scene of the murder for so long."

Fasten your seat belt and look at the mess in front of the windshield. Xi Luoqing is silent for a moment: "but the car can't be seen. What should I do if the passers-by can see it?"

The killer in black lay in disorder, and the blood under him spread quietly. Xi Luoqing smelled a bad smell of blood and quickly rolled up the window. However, the guns, the van full of bullet holes, and the leaking tires all showed what kind of terrorist attacks had happened here.