The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Fang Chi Xia slightly stunned, the line of sight looked stiff toward the sound source, however, did not see clearly, the scene did not know what happened, Luo Yibei suddenly ran towards her direction.

His face was very white, like what was scared, such an expression, Fang Chi Xia was only seen when she was in danger.

Luo Yibei seems to want to rush to the direction of her, but the distance between the two is a little far away.

Before I had time to come, Fang Chixia was dark in front of her eyes, and her arm was forced to move forward under a strong force. Following, a bullet just swept past her.

The shot she had just heard was only a few centimeters away from her ear.

Fang Chi Xia even heard the sound of the bullets in the ear.

Fang Chixia’s heart stopped beating.

A few seconds of the blank in the head, back to God is a cold screaming behind him, "Don't move!"

A strange male voice, the language is French.

Fang Chi Xia can't see the other's face, but can obviously feel the coldness against his neck.

I have encountered similar things, and she is no stranger to this feeling.

The man behind him had a gun in her hand.

Fang Chixia's body is quite straight, but his face is still calm.

"Who are you?" She turned her head and asked her facelessly.

The man's lips moved and seemed to be trying to intimidate her. However, the words had not been exported, and a few footsteps suddenly came to this side.

The man behind him was obviously a little scared after hearing the sound. Fang Chi Xia even felt his hand holding a gun tremble.

The eyes were so heavy that she thought for a moment and suddenly reacted.

This person was being tracked. Is this taking her as a gun?

Footsteps, step by step, still approaching this side.

The people who come here seem to be a bit more, with different paces and patchwork.

Luo Yibei whispered, staring at the gun in the man's hand, seemingly waiting for the opportunity to subdue people.

He came to Paris to see Fang Chi Xia, and did not bring any clothes to change, let alone bring a gun.

At this time, it can only be taken by wisdom.

Atmosphere, stalemate.

The person who held the square pool summer seemed to be a little scared, looking pale in the direction of the source of the footsteps in front, and stepping back step by step.

The site is a small business district with only storefronts along the street.

The store can't enter, it is a dead end after entering.

There was a straight road in the back, and there was no place to hide.

The man glanced back and slammed Fang Chi Xia’s hand more and more.

Fang Chi Xia Jiao's eyes squinted at him, calming down and reminding me of a wave of tone reminder, "You have no meaning in holding me. I don't have any value for those who follow you, you can't beat them!"

Her words are facts.

The person behind him seemed to understand that the sweat was thrown out of the hand with the gun.

More than one of her, can block a block of bullets at most.

"Shut up!" yelled at Fang Chixia and wanted to revive his majesty. However, the front did not know what happened, and the face of the man became pale.

He seems to have seen the Shura of his life, his face is a little white and his body is shaking even more.

Fang Chi Xia was stunned and turned his head. His eyes looked stiffly in his direction and looked forward.

Two people tens of meters away, a man in a group of more than a dozen men came to the next step -