Where is the cute wife

Seeing that an ran really talked about it, Meng Peiyuan nodded and asked, "Xi'er said that you pushed her out of the car, so?"

An ran looked at him with hope: "so, so Can you help me, please? "

"No way." Meng Peiyuan rebuffed: "it was your son who kidnapped my wife. You pushed her out of the car. It's just to make a mistake for your son. It's not true, but it's not meritorious. Therefore, you have no right to ask me for any reward."

"But you have clearly promised that as long as we let Bai Tongxi go, you will allow the banquet Secretary to leave. I have made my promise to you, but will you go back on your promise?"

"It was just a temporary measure. Did you believe it?"

"You

"Oh, ha ha..." Joseon, who was protected by an ran, suddenly raised his head and said with a sarcastic smile: "Mom, I told you before that you should not be so naive and think that the Meng family can be trusted. In fact, they would like to kill me immediately, and even could not care about the legal process."

"What kind of legal procedures should be followed to deal with people like you?" Meng Peiyuan raised the gun on his side, pointed to the head of Qiao Siyan, and warned an ran: "get out of the way, or don't blame me for being rude to you."

Seeing this, an ran hugged joss banquet more forcefully: "I won't let you! If you want to shoot, shoot me first

Meng Peiyuan didn't want to mess with her, so he said to Meng Jingheng: "elder brother, she gave it to you."

"Well." Meng Jingheng understood, and he wanted to get rid of an ran.

An ran was not his opponent at all. He pulled him away from the side of the joss banquet. She tried her best to catch a button on the dress of the joss banquet.

"No, no! Please don't Meng Er Shao! Meng Peiyuan! I'll give you whatever you want, just don't kill my son

Meng Peiyuan turned a deaf ear to an Ran's crying. The next second, he put the black muzzle of a gun on the brow of Qiao Si Yan, and said without expression: "Qiao Si Yan, over the years, you owe me, tonight I will let you pay back together. What you owe others, I will also account for them, you, die."

Joseon was panting weakly. His left shoulder was badly injured. If he dragged on like this, he would only bleed too much and die. It would be better to have a good time!

However, at the thought that Meng Peiyuan had come to execute him, his body was not willing to boil up, which made him rather try his last bit of strength, but also to run up from the ground and hit Meng Peiyuan head on!

Bang!

From the perspective of Meng Jingheng and an ran, Qiao Si Yan was shot back to the ground by Meng Peiyuan before he was close to Meng Peiyuan.

This time, he couldn't get up again. The bullet went through his head, and with the injury on his left shoulder, he would die.

An Ran's body suddenly froze, and then sent out an unbelievable cry: "Si Yan!"

Meng Jingheng saw that the dust had settled down, and he no longer stopped an ran and let her stumble to Qiao Si Yan.

"Secretary banquet Secretary Yan... " Ann ran shook her hands and lifted the bloody head of joss banquet from the ground. The warm blood soon covered her hands, but she still called his name again and again, hoping that he could respond to himself. But the joss banquet had no life, and her efforts were in vain.

Meng Peiyuan stares at the corpse of Joseon at his feet for a whole minute. After confirming that the other party is really dead, he puts down his gun and breathes a sigh of relief at the night sky from inside to outside.

He and Josephine quarreled for many years, both of them had countless fantasies about how to kill each other, and today we finally decided to win or lose.

Although this will arouse the hatred of the Qiao family, he doesn't care. He also believes Xier will support his decision at the moment.

If we don't get rid of the joss banquet, they will never have a peaceful day. Now, he can go home and sleep with his wife and children.

With this in mind, his tight face finally spread a faint smile, which made him feel good for the rest of his life.

"Si Yan..."

At this time, the voice at his feet attracted his attention. He looked at an ran and saw that her face was full of tears and her hands were always holding the head of Joseon. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and called Qiao Rusheng.

When the phone was connected, Meng Peiyuan temporarily concealed the death of Qiao Siyan. He only told the whereabouts of an ran and asked Qiao Rusheng to bring someone to pick her up.

Hearing this, Qiao Rusheng promised to come down. After hanging up the phone, Qiao Rusheng remembered that he had forgotten to ask, how did Meng Peiyuan know the whereabouts of an ran?

*

"Sir, the place you said has arrived."

Qiao's driver stopped the car in the lane, and then turned to Qiao Rusheng in the back seat.

"Well, I'll pick up Madame myself, and you'll wait here." Qiao Rusheng gave an account and got out of the car.

Standing in front of some dark alleys, Qiao Rusheng could not help wondering why an ran was in this lane?

But Meng Peiyuan won't make boring jokes with him, so he walked in.The driver of Qiao's family, who was waiting at the same place, could not help looking around. He saw that there were police and traffic police standing guard nearby. He had either a gun or a baton at his waist. He was also wearing a bullet proof vest and a helmet on his head. He could not help but mutter: "what's the matter?"

On the other side, Qiao Rusheng, who walked into the alley, was stopped by the strange scene in front of him.

He saw the figure of an Ran's back and the person in her arms. Although he could not see the person's face, he had a feeling that he was very familiar with his figure.

He also smelled a strong smell of blood.

Meng Peiyuan and Meng Jingheng stood not far away, like two evil spirits, which made him uneasy and frightened.

"Ran'er..." After calming down, he approached her and called her gently.

But ran ignored him, so he had to go around her to see her face and the people she was holding in her arms.

When he saw the face of his tearful wife and the man in her arms, his eyes suddenly widened, and the whole person fell into a great shock and grief

"Second brother, is this good?" Meng Jingheng, not far away, is quietly asking Meng Peiyuan.

It is cruel to inform Qiao Ru that he was born to pick up an ran, but actually he wants him to see the corpse of joss banquet.

Meng Peiyuan raised his finger tip cigarette, slowly smoked, and slowly vomited: "there is nothing bad, sooner or later we have to face the matter, besides, we two are staring here, even if they faint, we can also help to call the doctor."