Play a coquettish in the palm of the boss

Chapter 832 Ten years, the distance between life and death (13)

In the next second, danger burst out instantly.

Leng Mingyu lowered the car window, narrowed his sharp eyes, and stared at another car more than ten meters away without blinking.

Confrontation, condensation.

In the distance, Chu Yiyi was sitting in the co-pilot's seat, trembling all over, covering a horrible wound on his left face.

At this moment, her coat was dripping red with blood, and her pale face was completely distorted by pain and resentment.Meimou slowly closed, took a deep breath with difficulty, and said in a cold voice, "How much money is not a problem, kill Ye Xingtong, kill Leng Mingyu!"

"Yes!"

The two men in suits in the car responded coldly, and at the same time, the guns in their hands were loaded.

The next second, the door opened.

A killer in a suit ambushed in the car, accurately capturing Leng Mingyu's every move as a cover.At the same time, another man in a suit took advantage of the opportunity to lower his body and slowly tried to approach, looking for the most suitable position to shoot.

At this moment, no one has the upper hand.

The same gun in hand, the same car as cover, and the same decisive battle between life and death.

Leng Mingyu only wanted to protect Ye Xingtong in the car, so he bent down, his face tense and calm.

Turning around, he took a gentle look at Ye Xingtong's weak face, "Xingtong, stay here obediently, I will take care of everything and take you away!"

"Ming Yu...don't get hurt..."

At this moment, Ye Xingtong's breath was weak, and her pale and transparent lips were slightly parted amid the sound of gasping for breath.

The blurry eyes raised slightly, and through the rearview mirror, it happened to reflect the situation behind.

At that glance, she seemed to see Chu Yiyi's hateful eyes.

"boom!"

But at this moment, a sharp gunshot hit the rear of the car.

The killer in suit, who was the first to attack, seemed to have no patience, and began to attack with his gun.

In an instant, the surrounding calm was shaken.

Leng Mingyu suddenly tensed his face, leaned down slightly, aimed at a point, and pulled the trigger.

"boom!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A contest between one shot and three shots!
After all, Leng Mingyu was alone, but the opponent was two professionally trained killers.

However, during the attack of several shots, the killer sitting in the car suddenly started the car slowly and approached at a very slow speed.

At the same time, another person used the cover of the car to get closer and closer to the range that was conducive to attack.

Gunshots, sharp and non-stop.

Every bullet that has been fired has pierced strange traces in the air.

Time fights against the breath of death and slowly drains away.

"Don't waste time, Yan Sijue and Xiaoyi are going to chase them out soon, kill them and fuck me!"

At this moment, Chu Yiyi had lost her patience, and her widened beautiful eyes were completely swallowed by hatred.

Raising her eyes inadvertently, she saw herself in the mirror, in an almost cruel room, was that ugly face covered with scars still herself?

All of this was Ye Xingtong's fault!
Leng Mingyu... Since you want to protect her, you are asking for death!
"Come on, I'll drive!"

In the next second, Chu Yiyi suddenly pushed open the two car doors, stepped into the cab by herself, endured the pain, and drove forward.

The distance, the dangerous approach.

The two killers advanced in an orderly manner, guns in their hands, and fired without wasting bullets.

The deviated bullet shot directly on the car body, sinking into a brand mark.

At the same time, Leng Mingyu leaned close to the edge of the car, panting lowly, his eyes were chaotic and deeply indifferent.

(End of this chapter)