Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

Sikong Lingge really wanted to rush over, peel off Shangguan Rui's brain, and see what was inside.

Due to the presence of so many people, I could only grit my teeth and endure it.

In the ear, the pastor repeated the unfinished oath, his voice became smaller and smaller...

Sikong Lingge no longer had the mind to pay attention to the pastor, all his attention was on Shangguan Rui.

Shangguan Rui ignored everyone's existence, slowly wiped the gun, and regarded this place as a training ground for Shangguan's family.

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The scene became quiet again in an instant, and the breath of fear flowed...

Sikong Lingge could almost hear everyone's heartbeat beating like a drum.

"Pump-pump-pump-pump-pump-pump-pump-pump-pump-pump-pump-pump-pump

The messy voices are intertwined, making one's scalp tingle...

Mrs. Feng, who had some courage just now, saw the gun in Shangguan Rui's hand, and suddenly froze, almost collapsing to the ground.

But when she thought of the fact that there were so many media reporters and political, business and celebrities present, Shangguan Rui didn't dare to be too arrogant. Mrs. Feng took a deep breath and summoned up the courage to go forward——

"Shang, Mr. Shangguan...you, what do you mean?"

Shangguan Rui remained silent, disassembled the gun and counted the bullets inside.

My fingers wrapped under white gloves are slender and beautiful, and my movements are even more elegant, as if I am drinking afternoon tea, instead of holding a very dangerous gun.

Mrs. Feng swallowed, and repeated in a trembling voice, "Shang, Mr. Shangguan... What do you want to do?"

Shangguan Rui played with the gun in his hand, but he didn't seem to hear Mrs. Feng's words.

Shangguan Rui looked at the gun and frowned slightly with his thick eyebrows, as if he was thinking about whom to attack first.

Mrs. Feng's face was pale, her back was covered with cold sweat, and the hair on her forehead was all wet.

"Shangguan Rui! What exactly do you want to do?" To a certain extent, Mrs. Feng completely lost the ability to think, and acted instinctively.

This time, Shangguan Rui finally heard it.

He slowly raised his head and looked at Mrs. Feng with a calm expression, "Didn't I just say that I'm here to watch the ceremony, you guys are going to hold your wedding, don't worry about me?"

As he spoke, he lowered his head again and continued to play with the gun in his hand.

This time, rows and rows of bullets were conjured up from the clothes, and compared with the guests at the scene, they were counted one by one.

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There was a man cleaning his gun at the wedding scene, making gestures from time to time, only the dead would not care about it!

Everyone couldn't help wiping off a cold sweat, and they all started to retreat——

It's not a good deal to lose your life for a wedding!

"Shangguan Rui, don't go too far!" Mrs. Feng was so frightened that she turned angry, her whole face was distorted, "If you make me angry, even if it is the Agni Group, I will—"

Before he could finish his words, Shangguan Rui came over with a smile in his eyes, and immediately fell silent. "By the way." Shangguan Rui's thin lips curled slightly, and he said calmly, "I don't like to show my face very much. If a media reporter takes a photo or makes a live report, it's best to make a mosaic for me..."

As soon as this remark came out, how could media reporters dare to film or report it?

Spontaneously turn off all machines.

The photos taken are destroyed, and the images are washed out...

Shangguan Rui nodded in satisfaction and put away a few bullets.

"..." Mrs. Feng was completely speechless, her delicate face was twisted ferociously, and her eyes were full of hatred.