Quick wear: The full-level boss has torn up the cannon fodder script again

Chapter 245 The sniper, she hits every shot (3)

Listening to this yin and yang tone, Shu Liang really wanted to take off the pair of high heels on his feet and throw them on his face.

The big devil who was suffocating in his heart simply stopped and couldn't go.

She pondered in her heart for a while, and instead of being angry, she smiled, and suddenly a bright smile appeared on her cold face, and she blinked innocently, making him stunned.

The young marshal stared blankly at her smile, not understanding what she was laughing at, his brows were slightly frowned, and his thin lips parted slightly: "You..."

At the same time, the corner of the cloak was suddenly grabbed by the girl in front of her.

Shu Liang blinked, and asked without any psychological burden: "I can't walk anymore, can Master Jiu carry me?"

"..."

He narrowed his eyes to look at the gauze gloved hand holding the corner of his clothes, his expression was gloomy.

The next moment, Shu Liang saw that he suddenly raised his hand and grabbed her wrist with great force, forcing her to let go of the pain, and then pushed her back.

As a "weak woman with no strength to restrain a chicken", Shu Liang naturally had to follow his refusal to retreat at this time.

Then the high heels tripped and fell to the ground.

Without the cover of the umbrella above her head, the gradually growing raindrops hit her again.

Huo Yu didn't expect that he would push the person to the ground with a light push. The hand hanging by his side subconsciously lifted up, trying to catch the person, but then he realized what he was doing, and he was startled and hesitant. In an instant, the person had fallen to the ground.

It doesn't look like it fell lightly.

Why are women so delicate?

Huo Yu subconsciously frowned, tilted the umbrella towards her, and said in an indifferent voice, "Get up."

Shu Liang grinded his back teeth, never let go easily, and lowered his head not to look at his face, "I can't get up."

She waited for his patience to run out to let her go, but she didn't expect that the next moment, the person who was looking down at her from a high position actually bent down, suddenly got very close, and picked her up from the ground.

Shu Liang, who was caught off guard and stuffed into the umbrella handle again, had a look of astonishment:? ? ? ? ?

What's the situation? Hello?What about misogyny?

Did you take the wrong medicine?
The guards in the dark were just watching the show, guessing what kind of death this daring woman would face, but they didn't expect the plot to take a turn for the worse, something that subverted their cognition.

Their eyes widened and their jaws dropped to the ground.

This?
Master Jiu?
Isn't he a clean freak?
Doesn't he hate contact with women the most?
So what is he doing now?Could it be that what he was holding was a piece of wood?

The dignified warlord Marshal Huo Jiuye actually condescended to carry a woman from a dance hall back to his private residence——

If this news spreads out, no one in Xi city will believe it.

……

On the other side, Shu Liang also recovered from the dazed state of being hugged by the "enemy who killed Lin Qingye" princess.

She frowned tightly, the disgust in her eyes was not concealed, and the hand on his chest suddenly exerted force, trying to push him away.

Aware of her intentions, Huo Yu frowned slightly, tightened his strength, and glanced at her with lowered eyes. Seeing her expression of resistance, the frown between her brows deepened, the corners of her lower lips pursed, and her voice sank a bit: "If Ms. Lin doesn't want to fall again, she'd better be more obedient."

Shu Liang: Hehe.

She didn't want to appreciate it at all, and said coldly: "Don't dare to trouble your lord, I can go by myself."

A quick smile flashed across Huo Yu's eyes, "Didn't you say you can't walk anymore?"

"..."

Based on the principle that no one wants to be happy alone, the Great Demon King put on his cold and indifferent face and said expressionlessly: "Compared to being hugged by you, even if my leg is broken, I can pick it up and walk by myself... ..."

These words successfully hurt the young marshal's self-esteem.

His already indifferent complexion became more and more serious, his eyes were so cold that ice could be cast out, he strode forward a few steps, entered a room, and placed him on the wooden sofa with merciless movements.

The old butler who received the news rushed over, followed by a few servants. Seeing Shu Liang's face remained unchanged, he respectfully said to Huo Yu: "Master Jiu, you are wet, and the clothes are ready for you."

Huo Yu nodded slightly with a cold face, and was about to step away, when he walked out with one foot, he suddenly remembered something, paused, and ordered without looking back: "Change her clothes."

"Yes."

After Huo Yu left, the old housekeeper's eyes fell on Shu Liang, with imperceptible scrutiny in his eyes and a kind smile on his face: "Girl, please come with me."

……

When Shu Liang changed into a clean dress and came back to this room, Huo Yu was already sitting at the main seat, looking at the newly added steaming dishes on the originally empty table.

He changed out of his majestic and solemn military uniform, and only wore casual casual clothes. A simple white shirt, with jade buttons sewn with silver thread on the neckline and cuffs, showed that the seemingly simple clothes were of great value. .

Even after taking off his uniform, the dreadful cold aura of the young warlord remained unchanged, his arms resting on the armrest of the main seat, and he bent his knuckles and tapped them again and again, showing a bit of carelessness.

Hearing the movement, he raised his eyelids, glanced directly at the girl, landed on the old butler behind him, glanced at the dishes on the table, and asked softly, "What is this?"

Seeing his cold eyes, the old housekeeper started to beat his heart, "This...it's the girl who said she was hungry and wanted to eat. I remembered that you didn't eat tonight, Master Ninth, so..."

This is the first time Master Jiu brought a woman back in more than 20 years, and he didn't explain anything. Besides, Master Jiu's temperament has always been difficult to fathom. When she made a request, after deliberating for a while, she decided to agree first.

It's just a meal anyway.

Even if it wasn't what he thought, Lord Jiu should...

You won't be angry, will you?

As soon as this thought crossed his mind, the old housekeeper heard Huo Yu's ruthless order: "Down."

...?
Shu Liang's eyes were wider than the old housekeeper's.

How can food be wasted?What's more, it's a dish that looks delicious on a large table!

She has been hungry for hours!
Shu Liang stopped in front of the servant who was about to serve the appetizer, "Don't pour it!"

Hearing this, Huo Yu narrowed his eyes.

"Jiuye, it's shameful to waste food," Shu Liang said, quickly grabbed a chicken leg and stuffed it into his mouth, took a big bite, and muttered vaguely while chewing: "If you want human life, you have to be treated like a chicken!" You're so full."

"..."

The old housekeeper and servants were dumbfounded.

This girl looks cold and reserved, she never expected to be able to do this for a table of meals.

Huo Yu was also taken aback, watching her eating quickly with complicated eyes, and seeing that her attention had been fully absorbed in the food, he waved his hand to let the old butler and others back away.

The old butler was amazed.

... I didn't expect this girl to be so rude, and Master Jiu didn't do anything to her.

Shu Liang swept away the table full of food at the fastest speed.

None of the dishes on the table were unpalatable, on the contrary, they were all delicious, a unique taste that she had never tasted from the same ingredients before.

After eating and drinking, the big devil immediately felt better, and discussed with the person opposite: "Master Jiu, your cook here is really good, how about I pay three times the price, can you give it to me? "

Huo Yu: "..."

Do you really think he invited her to dinner?
Even the cook in his house dared to move his mind.

He got up and walked to her side, handing over a clean handkerchief, "Wipe your hands."

"Thank you Jiu Ye."

Shu Liang's heart moved slightly, and he took it in a good manner, wiped it casually a few times, and was about to throw it down, but a white hand stretched out in front of him, with slender knuckles and well-proportioned joints, like a cheetah ready to bite. Like a prey that had been watching for a long time, he quickly grabbed her wrist.

His fingertips were slightly cold.

When changing clothes, Shu Liang took off the drenched gauze gloves on his hands, so it was convenient for him to observe right now.

I knew he was not at ease.

Watching his movements, Shu Liang knew why he told the old housekeeper to take her to change clothes just now.

Lin Qingye is not a young lady raised in a deep boudoir, she has touched all kinds of weapons, especially sniper rifles.

Appearance can deceive people, but hands are very honest and cannot tell lies.

Her hands are calloused, not as delicate as a lady's skin.

Sure enough, Huo Yu's eyes fixed on the obvious calluses on her hands, and he narrowed his eyes inexplicably, "Miss Lin, your hands are different from those of ordinary women."

Hearing this, Shu Liang sneered calmly, "Smart people don't slander, since Master Jiu knows my name, he already knows my details, why bother?"

Both he and the driver called her "Miss Lin" instead of "Jasmine", which is enough to show that before finding her, Huo Yu had already ordered someone to investigate her and got hold of her identity as Lin Qingye.

Huo Yu didn't deny it, let go of her hand, slowly wiped every knuckle of his own that touched her just now with a new handkerchief, and said indifferently, "Tell me, how did the cocoon come about."

Shu Liang's expression remained unchanged: "For the sake of making a living, you have to work after a long time."

"What job?"

Is it over?

Shu Liang frowned impatiently, "I've done everything."

Indifferent eyes lingered on her face.

Huo Yu was unmoved by her impatience: "It's not like."

believe it or not!

Shu Liang didn't want to continue to entangle with him on this issue, "What is Jiuye looking for me for?"

Huo Yu returned to the main seat and sat down.

"Ma Xianji, do you know him?"

More than knowing, it's too familiar.

Shu Liang understood, without showing any emotion on his face, he nodded: "I know."

The real estate tycoon in Xicheng, the real estate on Xichang East Road, the most prosperous place in the entire concession, is all under his name, who would not know about Ma Xianji?

Huo Yu raised his right hand to support his forehead, and spoke casually, as if he was not talking about three lives, but the price of pork in the market, and said, "The day before yesterday, his favorite third wife and two sons died one after another. , were shot in the head by a sniper.”

The sniper who shot the headshot himself blinked and boasted without changing his face: "Oh, that sniper's marksmanship is really good."

Huo Yu snorted inexplicably.

"It seems that you are very interested in him."

Shu Liang: Which eye of yours saw it?

Huo Yu stared into her eyes, "Want to see him?"

Shu Liang shook his head: "I don't want to."

"Why?" Huo Yu's eyes were sharp, "Could it be that you have already met him?"

What is the logic?

The corner of Shu Liang's mouth twitched, "No."

Huo Yu snorted again, got up suddenly and walked towards her, the sound of his boots stepping on the ground was very clear in the quiet night.

The closer he got, the stronger the pressure on his body became.

Shu Liang met his gaze directly, saw the coldness in his eyes, and stared back without fear.

On the contrary, Huo Yu was stunned for a moment.

"You are not afraid of me."

He used a declarative tone.

Immediately afterwards, he stood still in front of her, his cold muzzle pressed against her heart without warning, his thin lips were slightly parted, and his tone of voice was slightly bloody, finally revealing the cold and stern face of the warlord young marshal, " Are you really just the showgirl of the golden age?"

"..."

It's really moody to change your face when you say it.

Seeing that she was silent, Huo Yu twitched the corners of his mouth expressionlessly, "I see you are nimble and sharp-eyed, not like a singing girl, but more like a martial artist."

Although she kept holding back and didn't make a move, Huo Yu was so insightful that he couldn't hide his foundation.

Therefore, Shu Liang was not surprised to hear him say that.

Even though the muzzle of a pitch-black gun was pointed at her heart, the woman in front of her still did not show a panicked expression.

In such a tense atmosphere, she could still laugh.

"Jiu Ye was joking, who stipulated that singing girls can't learn three-legged cat kung fu? How can I survive as a helpless and weak woman in this chaotic world without any ability to protect myself?"

... Weak woman?

I really didn't see it.

Huo Yu is not a good-tempered person, and his patience has run out at this moment.

"At the time of the incident, some witnesses claimed to have seen the murderer hiding in the backstage of Golden Age."

"At that point, there were only six people left in the entire dressing room."

"You are the most suspicious."

Hearing this, Shu Liang knew that he hadn't found any evidence yet, and "inviting" her here was just a speculative and tentative move.

Shu Liang was relieved, and said calmly: "I don't know where Master Jiu's suspicion comes from. Let alone whether I have the ability to kill people with a gun, as far as motivation is concerned, Ma Xianji and I have never met before, and his three The aunt and son have no grievances and no enmity, and there is absolutely no reason to kill."

Huo Yu raised his brows slightly, "Who says there is no reason to kill someone without injustice?"

Shu Liang didn't make a sound.

"The killer takes money to do things, and the money is the reason."

Shu Liang curled her lips and didn't engage in unnecessary arguments with him.

"You say I'm a murderer, where's the evidence?"

Without evidence, he couldn't do anything to her.

Huo Yu's complexion was not very good-looking.

Shu Liang raised his hand to press on his gun, and the other party suddenly became vigilant, and the movement against her heart became more and more serious.

The taste of being pointed at a gun...

It was quite unpleasant.

Meeting his cold gaze, Shu Liang blinked innocently, "Master Jiu, there's no need to point a gun at me all the time, right?"

Huo Yu didn't move, let alone retract the gun.

Seeing this, she straightened her chest, raised her chin slightly, lowered her eyes and hooked her lips, and her smile was somewhat ambiguous: "Is Master Jiu deliberately taking advantage of me? Then I will call someone .”

(End of this chapter)