Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 4142 Little Candy is his biological daughter (8)

At the same time, Ning An also saw it!
A panic flashed in her eyes, this man has a gun!

There were no bricks on the ground, and even if there were, they couldn't be seen at all. Ning An quickly rubbed a large ball of snow from the ground and threw it on the thief's face!
"Ah..." The thief was only focused on fighting for the dagger with Song Shaoyan, forgetting about this woman.

The snowball hit the thief in the face, white snow covered his face, and cold snow water seeped into his eyes.

While the thief was distracted for a moment, Song Shaoyan grabbed his dagger and threw it a few meters away. At the same time, his hand pressed a mechanism of the wheelchair, and a black pistol was hidden in the dark of the wheelchair. .

The thief couldn't open his eyes, pulled the trigger, and fired several shots at Song Shaoyan.

Just when the bullet almost flew over, Ning An pushed his wheelchair away: "Be careful!"

Song Shaoyan dodged, but the bullet pierced his calf, and immediately, blood gushed out like a fountain.

Also in an instant, Song Shaoyan shot!
He had excellent eyesight, and with a "bang", the bullet hit the thief's wrist, and the gun fell from the thief's hand.

Ning An stepped forward to pick up the gun that fell from the snow and pointed it at the thief.

At this moment, the wind is very strong, the snow has not fallen, and the surrounding area is icy cold.

Ning'an's heart was beating rapidly, and the smell of blood in the air made her very uneasy.

The thief couldn't struggle anymore, Song Shaoyan didn't shoot him again, if he did shoot again, it would be overdefense.

Where did Ning An take the gun? The hand holding the gun was shaking. She held it in one hand and took out her mobile phone to call the hospital with the other.

"Put the gun down, he can't run away." Song Shaoyan looked up at her, with a slight glint in his dim eyes, and the corners of his lips seemed to twitch, "Your posture for holding the gun is not right."

Ning An's face turned red and white, obviously he was very scared in his heart, and now he was a little more embarrassed.

The thief was lying on the ground moaning in pain, blood was streaming from his arms, and he was almost curled up on the snow.

Song Shaoyan was still holding the gun in his hand, did the smell of gunpowder dissipate in the air?

Ning An saw that his legs were bleeding, and the blood had already stained his suit pants red.

Ning An squatted down and hurriedly untied the silk scarf from the handle of the backpack.

Because she usually had to take care of Xiao Tangtang, she had learned bandaging skills, and she bandaged his wound tremblingly, her hands were still shaking.

"The bullet has to be taken out at the hospital. Stop the bleeding first. Don't move. The doctor will come right away." Ning An's voice was also a little trembling.

There was already a pool of blood on the ground, and the red blood fell on the pure white snow, like a big plum blossom blooming.

The cold wind kept blowing.

Song Shaoyan didn't move, he lowered his eyelids, looked at Ning An with lowered eyebrows, his face was calm and gentle.

The wind blew Ning An's black hair, and when she occasionally raised her head, she met Song Shaoyan's eyes.

"I'm sorry," she whispered, "I didn't know this was going to happen."

Song Shaoyan laughed lightly: "Fate is more important than Bao? Huh?"

"Fate." She didn't hesitate.

"Now that you know, you dared to fight him just now?"

Ning An felt wronged, lowered his eyelashes, and remained silent.

She really didn't know that this thief was so courageous, he would just rob him in the street on Christmas Eve, and he was carrying a dagger and a gun with him.

If she had just been shot in the back by a thief while running away...

Ning An didn't dare to think about it anymore.

The nearby police probably heard the gunshots and arrived a few minutes later to surround the scene.

(End of this chapter)