Pampering Little Wife: President, Please Be Moderate

Chapter 191 Serve it right (1)

Naturally, no one answered Liu Wen's question. There was deathly silence. Lu Juansheng glanced around, and when he saw the petite figure lying on the ground, he relaxed a little. She only had a knife a few centimeters away, her pupils narrowed slightly, she raised her hand to aim and pull the trigger, and it was done almost instantly.

There was only a "bang", and this moment seemed like a special effect of a movie. The bullet passed through the air, and the hand holding the knife was sent flying out with the knife attached.

With the crisp sound of the knife falling to the ground, it was also accompanied by the muffled sound of a few fingers falling to the ground.

Liu Wen suddenly turned her head and looked behind her. At some point, a group of people armed with guns came down from the main path in the basement. So many people moved together without making a sound, like ghosts, and they all had extraordinary skills.

Under Liu Wen's disbelieving eyes, a tall figure appeared in her eyes.

"Mr. Lu Lu, I..." Liu Wen was so frightened that she collapsed on the ground, her eyes fixed on the figure of the man, and she even forgot the pain because she was so frightened.

The performance of those beggars was even worse. After hearing the explosion, they kowtowed to the soldiers in camouflage and begged for mercy: "We were also forced, I..."

Then the gunshot was even more frightening. One person became incontinent for an instant, and a foul smell filled the air.

After Ye Zhen was pushed, she hit her head and became dizzy. Seeing Liu Wen stabbing her eyes with a knife, she couldn't react at all.

When I closed my eyes and was desperate, I heard a huge explosion, followed by gunshots, and the time interval was very short.

It wasn't until a warm liquid dripped on her face that she didn't feel any pain for a long time before she realized that things had changed again.

For some reason, the first thing that comes to mind is that man, every time in the most critical time, he always appears in front of her like a god, saving her from danger.

Ye Zhen's frightened heart gradually calmed down, and suddenly she heard the sound of steady footsteps coming from the ground, Ye Zhen immediately looked up.

Looking up from below, I saw a tall and tall figure approaching step by step, the invisible oppressive force on his body was more obvious.

Finally, he approached her, but the oppressive force on his body did not weaken in the slightest, and he even added a bit of anger. Ye Zhen couldn't see his expression clearly because of his condescending posture.

All I could hear was the man's deep voice like ice: "Who did it?"

Ye Zhen's fear that had just calmed down raged wildly in her heart again. It had been a long time since she had seen this man so angry. When she saw him again, she couldn't even breathe.

Ye Zhen stuck out her tongue and licked her dry lips, her voice trembling: "I..."

He snorted coldly: "Shut up..."

Ye Zhen's body shook twice, and she obediently became mute.

The man squatted down, stretched out his slender hands, with his back against the light, a circle of cold and hard silver light smudged his surroundings, but his fingers were slightly reddish, the combination of cool and warm tones was perfectly outrageous.

I saw him put his hand directly on the girl's swollen half of the face, seemingly casually, but the force he used was ridiculously small, almost like a few softest downs were touching.

But even so, Ye Zhen still let out a "hiss" in pain.

"It deserves it." The voice was colder than the ice and snow in midwinter, but it still gave off a strange pampering taste. With the gentler force of the man, Ye Zhen's heart seemed to have suddenly found an attachment and calmed down.

(End of this chapter)