Chief husband, strong love!

"Little..."

She looked at the man in black who quickly followed behind Mu Beishen. Before she could say the word "heart", she saw the other party buckle the machine gun version.

Su Yan's heart stopped.

Almost instantly, I felt the man's body shake.

He released his arms and let her go.

Su Yan never landed. After the doctor finished taking the medicine, he took it away directly.

Now I know that her foot hurts as soon as it lands on the ground, which can't make her go up at all, let alone up the stairs.

"Bang"

When Mu Beishen fell down, there was a second gunshot.

Su Yan seemed to lose his voice in an instant. He opened his mouth slightly, but he couldn't shout out.

But then came the third and fourth.

And the footsteps coming down quickly upstairs.

She looked at the man in black who had just caught up and found that the other party had been shot several times.

Shoulders, thighs, knees

Shooting accurately avoided all the key points, and the man in black rolled down the stairs.

Was it not mu Beishen who was shot?

Jun Lan hurried downstairs, bypassed Su Yan and Mu Beishen, and his tone was full of anger. "I really don't want to live!"

Su Yan suddenly turned his head and looked aside.

Mu Beishen was pale and sweaty, but he didn't have any holes in his body.

But in the position of his left arm, there was a piece of blood on his clothes and continued to soak on his sleeve.

Did you get shot in the arm?

"Ah Yan." Mo Qing hurried downstairs, glanced at Mu Beishen and looked at Su Yan, "are you okay?"

The sudden sound made Su Yan feel like waking up from a dream.

She stood up slowly from the side with her hand on the stairs. She looked at Mu Beishen and pushed away for two steps before shaking her head and whispered, "I'm fine."

Mo Qing saw that she was not hurt and reached out to pick her up.

Su Yan took his hand and walked up step by step.

I heard a familiar voice with uneven breath behind me, "smoke..."

Mo Qing lowered his eyes. "It seems that Mr. Mu has been hurt, but your people will find it soon. It shouldn't be a big problem."

Jun Lan stood below and looked at the man who had been beaten several blood holes by himself. "This man fainted and lost a lot of blood. Do you want to throw him in for first aid? He should be able to speak."

Su Yan didn't look back. "That's the man who killed Mu Beishen. It has nothing to do with us."

"Is that so?" Jun Lan went upstairs without hesitation and didn't look back. By the way, she sneered, "I knew I had just burst my head."

Mo Qin mused, "in this case, you don't have to mind your own business."

He looked at Su Yan's feet and was about to hold her up. Su Yan took a half step back.

Her swollen foot hurt as soon as she tried, but she staggered back half a step and hit the handrail of the stairs with her back.

After a moment of hesitation, Mo Qing picked her up and frowned, "what can you do if you are disabled?"

"Why am I disabled?"

He held Su Yan to the sixth floor without looking back.

Jun Lan opens the gate on the sixth floor.

Before Su Yan went out, his head was slightly sideways.

"Let the hospital carry him back to the ward."

*

When Luo Bing and several bodyguards arrived, Su Yan was taken away by Mo Qing.

The assistant looked at Su Yan and was stopped by Luo Bing, "looking for Mr. mu."

"But..." the assistant could only sigh in his heart, "all right."

This Miss Su is really not a fuel-efficient lamp.

"Mr. Mu is here." Two bodyguards carried Mu Beichen out of the corridor.