Just when he saw Xi Shaosi hit the shot, he was stunned by the anger in his internal organs, and ran here in anger to kill him.

He forgot his identity. He Ling Huaxi is a bodyguard, not a killer!

However, Xi Shaoshiming was shot because he blocked the gun for him. He was irritable, uneasy, afraid, and angry!

Beitang Yaori could see the painful expression on his face, and snatched the gun from his hand and threw it to Leng Zhao: [Take these corpses back to the Dragon King and deal with them, and make suicide DNA identification and burning the corpse. Find all the remaining bullet shells here, and destroy all the pistols.]

[ yes!]

[From today on, you are no longer an umbrella agent, I will let Long Kaiser cancel all your identities.]

[It's not your turn to arrange my business!]

[You want Lin Nuanxi to go to prison to recognize her biological brother!] Damn, he has always been the most rational person, why did he get lost by anger at this time, and even ignore his biological sister!

[I will deal with this matter. During this period, you will be honest with me. Dragon King will stay!]

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Dragon King Club, private hospital.

The bullet penetrates the lung lobes, and thankfully, Xi Shaosiming is not in danger of life.

Taking out the bullet from his body, the moment Xi Shaosiming pushed it out of the operating room, looking at his pale face, Ling Huaxi's heart hurt for no reason!

Why did this bastard block that fatal shot for him?

The answer is obvious. Ling Huaxi knew that Xi Shaosiming cared about him, but he did not expect that Xi Shaosiming cared about him so much that he ignored his life.

He is the young leader of the largest underworld organization in Eurasia, and the young master of Xicheng, who is less than one person and more than ten thousand people. His damn rights make him want to get the wind and rain.

Even if he forced him to ask for Ling Huaxi, it would be just a matter of Xi Shaosiming's words.

However, his naive and stupid preschool class simply pursued his way made Ling Huaxi feel painful and blamed himself.

He knew very well that he was not gay, but in the face of Xi Shaosiming's hug and kiss, Ling Huaxi was damn good at not being disgusted.

Unwilling to admit it, but having to admit it damnly-

He also began to care about Xi Shaosiming!

Turning his head, Ling Huaxi looked at Xi Shaosiming who was sleeping on the hospital bed, and a painful and unwilling expression flashed across his beautiful face. Bastard, when will you sleep until!

All night, Ling Huaxi didn't leave the ward until she was extremely tired and lay down beside the bed and slowly closed her eyes.

There was nothing else in the ward except for the gentle "salsa" sound that blew the curtains and made.

I don’t know how long it took, but the big hand on the hospital bed trembled slightly, and Xi Shaosiming slowly opened his eyes.

The first thing that caught his eye was the white ceiling, the white walls, and the thick smell of disinfectant was filled with the sound of disinfectant, and the clean boy sleeping beside him.

I...is not dead?

Xi Shaosiming looked at his head motionlessly, his eyes a little confused.

I'm alive?

Xi Shaosiming lowered his head slightly, and with a force on his abdomen, he pulled the wound that had just been sutured with the lung lobe. A burst of heart-wrenching pain made him stop moving.

He saw the boy beside his bed that he had been worried.

Ling Huaxi's safe and intact look made Xi Shaosiming's mouth slightly bent and he felt relieved.
Chapter completed!