The Reluctant Bride

"You stop. You bastard, do you want to run like this?"

She wore high heels and naturally couldn't run fast. When she thought that the man hit her and pushed her again, she didn't get angry. Seeing that she couldn't catch it, she held the bag in her hand and threw it at the man.

The bag was thrown on the ground, and the man still ran away. Zuo Pan's eyes were broken, her hands were sore, and she was dizzy. She staggered to her bag and squatted down.

"Bite man, **** man."

How can these men be so cheap. There is no demeanor at all. Picking up the bag, she held it in her arms, just about to stand up and leave, suddenly there were several pairs of feet in front of her.

"Don't move, you have been arrested."

Zuo Panjing's mind was momentarily clouded, and when she raised her head, she saw four or five guns facing her.

Shaking her head, she stood up unconsciously, pointed at one of the barrels and smiled suddenly: "Are you making a movie?"

After finishing talking, I did not forget to touch the muzzle a few times: "Wow, it's so realistic. Can you lend me a play?"

"Don't move." The voice was extremely serious. Zuo Panjing smiled suddenly, and stretched out his hand to grab the gun in the man's hand: "Don't be so stingy. Play with me. Come on—"

Before she could finish the rest of her words, her hand was turned back behind her very hard, and then she clicked twice. Her hands were turned back behind her and couldn't move.

"Hello." Zuo Panjing realized something was wrong at this time: "Who are you? What do you want to do?"

"Don't move." The person's voice was cold, and the black muzzle was facing the position of her heart, as if the next second could make a hole in her body.

Zuo Panjing's wine soaked up. Looking at the battle in front of me, I screamed without thinking.

"what--"

Her decibels are extremely high, and she wanted to learn Bel Canto before. Such a shrill cry shocked those who were surrounding him.

"Shut up." The man just couldn't stand it anymore, and pointed the muzzle of her chest upwards, toward her head: "Stop calling, you will be killed if you call again."

"Help. Kill, help, kill--" Zuo Panjing didn't stop but screamed louder.

"Shut up. I told you to shut up." The man was about to hit Zuo Panjing's head with a gun. Zuo Panjing was scared, screamed louder and harder.

"Ah—help, help. Someone is going to kill. Someone is killing—" Zuo Panjing screamed louder and louder. The man couldn't help it, and reached out his hand to plug her mouth.

"What's the matter?" A voice sounded abruptly, successfully stopping the man's movement.

Zuo Panjing calmed down, drinking and screaming made her throat a little bit painful, but she couldn't take care of it, looking at the people coming in, in the dim alley. A tall figure can be seen standing there.

The light behind him lengthened his shadow, making him look extremely tall. Standing in the shadows, he couldn't really express his expression, but Zuo Panjing could feel it. The people around him seemed a little afraid of that person.

Because of the obvious movement of the person holding the gun, his eyes stopped slightly.

Be afraid, just be afraid. Zuo Panjing began to wriggle desperately with his hands that could not be freed, and kept struggling to watch the people coming.

"Mr. Help. These people are going to kill. You call the police and catch these people—"

The incoming person was silent, standing there still, but the momentum exuding from his body successfully made Zuo Panjing stop struggling and shouting. The people around him stood upright, looking at that person.

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