Chapter 122: Ambition should be lofty (fifty-five)
When the Qi family didn't call, Qi Zixuan was not very heavy when he called. He called and shouted at him. Qi Zixuan immediately turned bloody and became heavier every time he started.
Seeing Qi Jiayu's breath getting weaker and weaker, Wu Nuannuan's heart skipped a beat, thinking, "No, Qi Jiayu is a good person, and has done a lot of good things. Will his luck be finished so quickly?"
"Brother..." He shouted in vain, and Qi Jiayu fainted after his eyes.
At this moment, Qi Jiayu was covered in blood and there was no complete place on his back. He was mixed with his clothes and flesh and blood, lying on the ground in an extremely embarrassed manner, with his two-character claws holding Qi Zixuan's ankle tightly.
A lot of blood was already printed on Qi Zixuan's light-colored pants. He raised his foot, but did not pull out his feet. He turned his face expressionlessly and shouted at everyone: "You are dead, pull him away!"
"Yes" everyone was shocked and immediately pulled Qi Jiayu away.
The coma's strength must be inferior to that of a sober person. Qi Jiayu was quickly pulled away, but his fists were still clenched tightly. His handsome face was now completely bloodless.
Qi Zixuan turned his face away and took out a gun from his arms. He slowly raised his hand and pointed the dark muzzle at Qi Jiayu.
If Qi Zixuan's back had not been stiff for a moment when he saw Qi Jiayu calling 'Brother', and if Qi Zixuan's hand was not shaking, Wu Nuannuan would still believe that he could do it.
After all, the boss of the Qi family is famous for being ruthless and cruel.
But...why did he suddenly feel soft?
Maybe it was because the night was so good tonight. Wu Nuannuan looked up at the sky and thought to herself.
Something was suddenly stuffed into his hand. Wu Nuannuan lowered her head in surprise and saw that Qi Zixuan had been standing beside her at some point.
"Come on!" he said with a cold face.
Just throw the gun to the person you want to kill, isn't it funny?
"Don't think about bad thoughts, you can't live even if I die!" Qi Zixuan threatened with a cold face.
"...Are you going to let me live before?" Wu Nuannuan twitched the corners of her mouth.
"……"yes!
He had no intention of letting him live, but he promised to let her die later, so this threat was not a threat at all. Instead, he stuffed the opportunity to escape into the other party's hands?
When the gun was pointed at Qi Zixuan, Wu Nuannuan said with a smile: "The eldest young master has a deep affection, so I am disrespectful!"
"Who has feelings for you!" Qi Zixuan said with a dark face.
Who doesn’t know about the new city? Gao Zhiyuan is a broken sleeve. He has feelings for a broken sleeve. So what is he?
"You..." Wu Nuannuan giggled, moved her gun, opened her lips and said, "Mental retarded"
Intellectually retarded Qi Zixuan:...
A saint will make a mistake if he has a thousand worries!
"Put down your weapons, otherwise... you boss will be dead." Wu Nuannuan whistled in a whistle, and the people on the other side looked at each other, but he still put down his weapons after hearing this.
The sirens rang without warning, but were close to each other. Everyone was about to act, but something was pressed on their foreheads. They raised their hands obediently to surrender, and everyone in the yard was instantly subdued.
"Ayuan, you're doing a pretty job!" Liu Yubo gave Wu Nuannuan a thumbs up.
"I'm lucky, I met a mentally retarded person." He threw Qi Zixuan to Liu Yubo. Wu Nuannuan squatted down and quickly checked Qi Jiayu. She found that it was all skin trauma, so she breathed a sigh of relief.
Qi Zixuan really hated Qi Jiayu, but unfortunately... she also cherished this younger brother. No wonder she always looks sarcastic in such a contradictory heart.
Qi Zixuan, who was called mentally retarded for the second time:...
Why did he forget? It was rumored that Gao Zhiyuan was an undercover agent in the police station. He actually left him easily at the end. He also gave him a gun because he couldn't bear to take action!
He is indeed a mentally retarded!
"Why..." It seemed like he was hit hard?
"If you lose, your emotions will inevitably be a little depressed." Wu Nuannuan threw the gun to Li Yubo. She didn't care, and she didn't plan to talk too much to Liu Yubo.
After all, the more you know, the better!
"Damn... I'll get angry, brother!" The gun jumped a few times before it landed steadily in the palm of his hand. Liu Yubo was sweating all over and shouted in anger.
Looking up at the person moving steadily ahead, he shook his head and immediately followed.
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Chapter completed!