Report to husband: apply for a divorce

Looking at his angry handsome face and listening to his roar, Xiao Xiran couldn't say anything for a moment.

After a good meeting, Xiao Xiran said faintly, "hands."

Coldly, he stretched out his left hand. Xiao Xiran couldn't find where the wound was for a long time.

"Which one is hurt?"

"Here." Xiao Xiran really has no temper when he looks at the place where he sneers.

If there were not a drop of blood on a wound with a big needle eye, who could see it? It's so reasonable to bandage.

Xiao Xiran resolutely put the gauze and ointment in the drawer, ignoring the unreasonable requirements of the cold words.

Suddenly someone opened the door and took away the cold words and Xiao Xiran.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Xiao Xiran.

"Don't touch her, or I'll cut off your fingers." He placed Xiao Xiran in a safe position beside him.

Surprisingly, a lot of people gathered in the hall.

An Xiaochen, whom I haven't seen for five years, and Yunting, who should have been outside.

"Xiran."

"Ziyan."

Of course, these two voices belong to an Xiaochen and Yun Ting, but their names are different.

"Yunting, how do you..." Xiao Xiran wanted to ask, but suddenly thought it was an Yijue's job.

"Get up and stay away from her." Coldly, he pushed away Yunting with one hand and took Xiao Xiran to one side. Yunting didn't show weakness. He took Xiao Xiran by surprise. The situation suddenly deadlocked.

"Have you finished saying hello?"

"It seems that my son is the one who is least cared about." In the hall, an Yijue's words were particularly clearly transmitted to everyone's ears, with regret in his tone, but his expression was very poor.

His words successfully aroused Xiao Xiran's curiosity. She looked at him suspiciously, and he just looked at him. Her eyes bumped together so inadvertently, but she didn't remember him at all, only knew that he had looked for her yesterday.

Just wanted to recall something, but coldly twisted her head to him: "don't look."

He's so overbearing, even at this time.

"I still want to know which of the three men you care about most." An Yijue's words are light, but he looks like watching the play.

An Yijue gently raised his hand, and a large wave of people in black came in and controlled the three of them.

He walked down gently and came to Xiao Xiran's side. His tone was bewitched: "I heard you lost your memory."

"But as far as I know, even if I lose my memory, I subconsciously won't hurt my lover."

"Well, let's start the game."

An Yijue clapped his palm, and the people in black began to do it.

Coldly speaking, the three of them were released one after another, and waves of well-trained people in black surrounded them in a circle.

Coldly said, he punched one by one and knocked down one person in black to the ground. Then an Xiaochen and Yunting also shot, but another person in black will make up for the fallen person.

Such a wheel battle consumes physical strength. No matter how invincible they are, they can't resist much time.

An Yijue sat Xiao Xiran in a chair, but Xiao Xiran couldn't bear it at all.

She took advantage of Anyi's never paying attention to sneak attack on him, but Anyi easily grabbed her wrist, "it's really dishonest."

He pressed Xiao Xiran back on the chair and found a rope to tie her. Xiao Xiran couldn't move at all.

"Let go of me." She shouted angrily in exchange for an Yijue's light tone: "go to the theatre."

There was no way to look at them.

"Stop, stop!!!" Xiao Xiran yelled at the group of people in black, but no one listened to her.

Her heart hurts. Who is it for?

A lot of blood. She can't tell who it is. She only knows a lot of blood. They shed a lot of blood.

As time went by, her voice became hoarse, and their faces and bodies became more and more embarrassed.

"Woman, you are quiet and noisy. Don't shout any more." In the chaos, cold words came, and Xiao Xiran really stopped yelling.

They're all in such a mess. Does he still care about her?

In fact, it was only in the confusion that Xiao Xiran's voice was not right, and he didn't want her voice to be damaged, so he said so.

"How's it going, wonderful?" Just then, an Yijue's devil like voice came again, and Xiao Xiran didn't want to talk to him at all.

However, he said coldly that the three of them had been fighting for three hours, and their sight and consciousness were not awake for a long time, but they just fought subconsciously.

She never knew the three men were fighting so badly.

But the most powerful people couldn't stand it. All three of them were out of strength and fell down one by one.

"You let go of me!" Xiao Xiran struggled and shook, and his heart was very painful.

"Come on, your hands will get hurt." He reminded him of his "good intentions", in a soft tone, but the next second he changed his tone, which was so cold: "wake up."

Does Xiao ran really doubt that this person is changing so fast?

"Cough..." they were awakened by the ice water, and they were very embarrassed one by one.

"Let's play a game."

Xiao Xiran had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Russian games."

Sure enough!

I don't know when an Yijue had a pistol in his hand.

"This gun can hold six bullets, but I can only load one bullet." An Yijue explained and loaded a bullet into the pistol.

"You said, who hit first?"

"No." Xiao Xiran shook his head.

"Cold words?"

"Yun Ting?"

"Or... An Xiaochen?"

"He's your son. How can you be so cruel?" Xiao Xiran tried his best to roar and couldn't understand the man at all.

"Son?" A disdainful smile arose from the corner of his lips, and then a disdainful Laughter: "ah..."

"Cheap life is even more cheap." He didn't look at an Xiaochen, but said it to Xiao Xiran.

"Are you admitting that you are a bitch?" Xiao Xiran reacted very quickly and took it well.

An Yijue's face changed color for a moment, and then returned to normal.

"Then I'll decide for you?"

"The first time, an Xiaochen." He aimed the muzzle of the gun at the center of an Xiaochen's eyebrows. He was so professional that it was difficult to miss.

"No, he's your son." Xiao Xiran made a voice to stop him, and his eyes widened. He couldn't believe he would do such a thing.

"Son?" An Yijue raised the ending tone with disdain.

The next second, he fired without any hesitation.

Xiao Xiran was so close that he clearly heard the sound of shooting.

She closed her eyes incredulously, worried and afraid.

Just didn't hear the expected gun sound.

She opened her eyes slowly with fear. She was clearly a stranger, but she was so afraid that he would die.

But when she opened her eyes and saw an Xiaochen standing there, she couldn't help but relax for a moment.