Magic cool husband only loves his naughty wife

"Shit, even if I'm handsome, God doesn't have to envy me. Play such a joke on me." For people like him who are used to guns, just after he picked up the pistol, he found that there was no bullet in the gun. It seems that she was reluctant to kill him. He threw the empty gun unluckily, but saw the masked man shooting at Peng Sihui, who was too frightened to move. Maybe he felt guilty for her. Seeing the bullet, he was going to shoot her, Zhao Yi didn't want to fly to her immediately.

"Zhao Yi... Don't..." Peng Sihui, who thought he was going to die this time, was shocked to see that he was actually a gun for himself, but he still couldn't stop his body falling suddenly in front of his eyes.

"Go to hell." The masked man was not at ease when he saw that he was shot. He just wanted to shoot and send him another bullet. At this time, a figure as fast as lightning suddenly flashed. He was kicked on the wrist by someone, and the pistol couldn't be held and kicked away. He was surprised. When the person's fist and foot attacked again, he quickly stepped back and looked at it and found that the person was Qin ran, A strange light flashed in his eyes, and his body quickly retreated. It was obvious that he didn't want to fight him.

"He is the one I want to protect. You shouldn't hurt him." It seemed that the voice of trying to bear it burst out of her mouth word by word. At the moment, the dark eyes outside the eye mask were like dyed with red ink, looking bloody but abnormally flirtatious. At the moment, the originally handsome face was filled with the violent murderous spirit of a demon, which made people shudder.

When the masked man saw her strange change, he was cold in his heart. He quickly turned and jumped onto the wall and left. Qin ran wanted to catch up, but Peng Sihui's anxious cry came from the house. Her heart was awe inspiring. She hurried to walk inside step by step.

"Brother Zhao, you don't want to die. Wake up quickly. Brother Zhao... Woo... I don't want you to die... Woo..." Peng Sihui, kneeling on the ground, cried sadly and anxiously holding Zhao Yi who had passed out of coma.

"Get out of the way. Don't touch him." When she came to them quickly, she saw Zhao Yi covered with blood, and Qin Ran's eyes became more red. At the moment, she had no intention to take into account her image. Seeing her rival in love wearing sexy pajamas and holding the person she liked, her already violent face became more gloomy. She stretched out her hand and pushed her away, and then picked up Zhao Yi, who was much heavier than her, from the ground, Even if it's hard, run out as fast as you can.

Peng Sihui fell to the ground and could only look at their backs with tears running down her face.

"Young master, what happened?" Ning Chen, who was waiting outside, heard an unusual voice inside and found her in. When she saw that her young master was holding Zhao Yi, who was more than half taller than her, she couldn't help but be stunned.

"Come on, he's shot. Go to the hospital as soon as possible. Go to Roche hospital and find Wyeth. The news of his injury can't be spread." His sneeze can affect the turbulence of the whole stock market. If the news of his injury and hospitalization is spread, the stock market will be in chaos tomorrow.

"Yes, young master." Ning Chen also knew the seriousness of the situation and hurried to drive over.

"Zhao Yi... Zhao Yi... Would you please wake up?"