Sheng Ai First Lady

Five steps away from Gong Shentuo, she stopped and stood in front of him with a smile on her face.

"Sumire," Gong Shentuo took two steps forward, stretched out his hand to support her face, and said in a low voice, his eyes were as silent as ever, and there was still a calm pampering, "I'm sorry, there is no way for this wedding. Go on."

Xia Jin looked at him, half-judging, as if looking at a stranger, she curled her lips and smiled like a cat, indifferent, lazy, and careless, "Boss, I never, never wanted to marry you."

The hand holding her face froze suddenly, and withdrew it little by little.

There seemed to be no sound in the air, except that Xia Jin, who was as thin as a cicada's wings, was still making light noises.

She smiled to herself, "I often think, you love me so much, if the person I like is you, that would be great."

She looked into his eyes, those pupils were like overturned inkstones, so dark that they couldn't see the bottom.

She continued to laugh, "Miya Fukata, you conquered a whole black empire, but you can't see the truth about a woman. I don't know whether you have bad eyesight or you really love me so much."

Shu'er was standing beside her, listening to her voice, she became more and more frightened, she subconsciously wanted to speak, and as soon as this realization came out, she felt Xia Jin's hand tightening in vain.

She bit her lip, her eyes were as cold as a knife, and she stared coldly at the man behind Gong Shentuo, that was...

That was the person who kidnapped Xia Jin and her back then. She has never been able to figure out who is so powerful and able to take Jin away under Yemen's eyes, and who can cooperate with the mafia and pour this pot of dirty water on Jin But she didn't even explain half a sentence.

Who has such a good skill and ability to disable Sumire's right hand.

There must be a traitor in Yemen, but she couldn't figure out who that person was. Gong Shentuo did not suspect him, and put Yemen in danger again and again.

Since she is Gong Shentuo's uncle, it's no wonder that she couldn't explain a single word.

But why did Jin say that now, isn't everything what Gong Molin wanted?

Suddenly, she was startled, and grabbed Xia Jin's wrist that was holding her even harder.

It was a tiny pistol, which was placed in Gong Molin's palm. Although she couldn't see the gun, she could tell it from his eyes and posture.

The moment her eyes swept across, Shu'er felt a colder and murderous gaze fall on her.

She was startled, and she saw Gong Molin raise her pistol in surprise, and said coldly, "Tuo, that woman Xia Jin can be kept for another trial, but the accomplice next to her must be killed, if you can't do it, I'll help you kill."

Shu'er panicked in an instant, her body had been anesthetized, and she hadn't fully recovered at all. All her reactions and skills were several times slower. Gong Molin's terrifying skills, she had no chance to dodge at all.

"Ha ha,"

"Gong Molin," an even colder voice suddenly sounded, "If you dare to touch a single hair of her, I want you to be buried with Yemen. You wouldn't think that the current Yemen still has the capital to fight the mafia again. Just once."

Willow was wearing a beige windbreaker, and the moment he saw Gong Molin raising his gun at Shu'er, his face completely changed. He was like Shura from hell, and there was no doubt that anyone would dare to touch Nan Shu'er. He must drag you to hell.

But what was even more shocking was Xia Jin's laughter, which was as light as thin smoke.

Her beautiful eyes moved and fell on Shu'er's face, and everyone heard her soft voice, "If you want to kill her, why wait for you to do it?"

After finishing speaking, the cold light of the blade flashed into someone's eyes, but in the blink of an eye, the snow-white tip of the blade had already sunk into the body of the woman beside her.