President, don't tease me

The door was smashed open without accident. A group of people poured in and began to search everywhere.

Beiming Han held Tang Guo's arm tight for a few minutes, and then asked, "are you afraid?"

Tang Guo shook his head: "I'm not afraid. I've never been afraid. With you, fear doesn't exist."

Beiming Han kissed her forehead. He had been procrastinating as much as possible, but now... He was unable to return to heaven.

"Boss, I found them here." a small minion called, but when he saw Beiming Han's fierce eyes, his tone became weaker and weaker, and then a group of people came over.

A man weighed the gun in his hand and waved his hand. Then the two of them were surrounded and couldn't move: "Oh, you two really have the ability to destroy the monitoring of the school. Let's find it? You are Beiming cold." then the man looked at the woman in his arms and sneered: "Since ancient times, heroes have been sad about the beauty pass. Indeed, it is better to die under the flowers, to be a ghost is also romantic, and Beiming is cold, but these are useless. Today is your time of death."

Beiming cold glanced at the leader who spoke very rampantly, and his eyes were very disdainful. His sharp eyes seemed that Beiming cold was the one who controlled them, which made the leader very unhappy: "you fucking stare at me again? Believe it or not, I'll pull out your eyes."

But no matter what the situation, Beiming Han looked arrogant: "come on, hit him!"

At first, Beiming Han wanted to resist. Several minions couldn't help him for a while, but the boss was a smart man. He grabbed Tang Guo directly, picked up the gun and easily hit Tang Guo's head: "Beiming Han, try being arrogant again! Believe it or not, I shot your woman!"

As soon as the voice fell, Beiming Han gave up his struggle. The group of minions were tortured by him just now, and their actions began to be more and more fierce: "kill you! Let you be angry again."

"Hehe, I think you are arrogant! Up to now, you still look arrogant. You really think of yourself as the king of heaven?"

"Fight to death!"

Several people moved their hands together. Beiming Han neither resisted nor struggled. He bit his lips and refused to make a sound. His eyes always fell on Tang Guo. It was nostalgia and reluctance

"That's enough! Don't fight again!" Tang Guo cried and shouted. How could she see Beiming cold? Because she suffered such pain, she was indeed a drag bottle and could only implicate him.

"Young lady, I really value friendship! If there were no orders from the top, I would really consider accepting you."

"Bah!" Tang Guo spit, and then when the man stretched out his finger to touch her face, he bit the man's finger hard. The man shouted in pain, and the strength of his hand was released. Tang Guo took advantage of this to escape from his men and threw himself directly on beiminghan's body to resist those punches and kicks for him.

Those men didn't show mercy at all. They exhausted their strength every time. Tang Guo was weak and a little girl. Without being hurt twice, he fell on Beiming Han, but she grabbed his clothes and refused to let go.

"Tang... Guo, you... Leave." Beiming Han spoke hard, and the corners of his mouth had vomited blood. Tang Guo was distressed, gritted his teeth and shook his head: "I don't... unless I die."

Beiming Han is like a trapped animal struggling on the edge of despair. Although he is exhausted, terminally ill and incurable, he has to fight hard at the moment he sees Tang Guo. He uses up his last bit of strength and reason, suddenly turns over and presses Tang Guo under him, and finally pulls out a smile on his face: "Even if the ending is death, I don't want to let you suffer like this... You're so beautiful, no..." the voice behind is getting lower and lower, and Tang Guo can't hear clearly.

"The North hell is cold!" she roared, afraid that everything was too late to return to the sky.

Just when his life was on the line, a man hurried in and waved to the "boss": "Hey, tell the brothers to stop!"

The boss saw the people around the ice dragon and waved. A group of minions stopped. He said impatiently, "what's the matter? Didn't you say you were going to die? I just played some tricks."

"OK, didn't you kill people?" the man ran to Tang Guo and Beiming Han, stretched out his fingers and breathed a sigh of relief: "fortunately, it almost caused a great disaster."

"What's the matter?"

"There are people up there. None of these two people can touch..."

"Bad luck." waving his hand, the boss led a group of minions and dragged two people who had fainted back to the main hall.

The ice dragon still sat firmly on the chair, turned the ring on his finger, looked at a coquettish woman below and said, "boss, look at these two people."

Yunjin strolled over and looked, "yes, but how did you beat people like this?"

"His men are not measured." Binglong looked at the situation outside: "now you can settle the account."

"I can trust boss Bing. The money has arrived. You can check it."

"We trust each other and trust each other," he said, but the ice dragon waved his hand and motioned his men to check. After all, it's a day to lick blood on the tip of the knife. It's better to be careful.

"I'll take the man away, the woman..." before Yunjin's words were finished, a rumbling sound sounded overhead, followed by the sound of shooting for a while.

"Damn it, it's the helicopter of the Chinese embassy. Call the brothers to retreat." the ice dragon roared. In panic, no one could care about Tang Guo, who was dying on the ground. Some even stepped on several feet.

Yunjin frowned, then pulled up Beiming Han whose consciousness had been completely lax, took out a pill from his pocket, stuffed it into his mouth, pulled him, and went outside.

Tang Guo fell to the ground and felt that all her internal organs were about to crack. A powerful force wanted her to open her eyes, but her body couldn't move at all. She just felt that some emotion was slowly passing by her side, the sun in her dream slowly fell, and the snowflakes floated up. She fell into the snow like that, and no one could save her.

The figure of a man is getting farther and farther away. Tang Guo wants to catch it, but it's useless. Just listen to his voice and drift in the snowstorm: "Guo Guo, I'm leaving..."