You are so sweet in my heart

Mu Chu Di knows that Huo Xiao's people are outside.

He can just let people in regardless of his own.

She can escape, Shao Qing may not be able to catch her.

"Mr. Huo, don't move, or I can't guarantee whether I will shoot indiscriminately."

Suddenly, a cold press on Mu Chu Di's forehead.

The faint smell of smoke made her heart tremble slightly.

Shao Qing has a gun?

It was totally out of her expectation.

Bang.

Huo Xiao got a blow on the right shoulder.

Bang, another punch in the face.

Mu Chu Di's eyes are red. She doesn't want to see Huo Xiao beaten for her sake.

So proud as the emperor, he was afraid that he had not suffered at all, let alone been beaten.

"Don't fight. Don't fight at all."

"Mr. Huo, leave me alone."

"Really, leave me alone."

Mu Chu flute hissed and cracked his lungs. There was despair in his voice.

But Huo Xiao, like a firm pine and cypress, didn't move.

He had a lot of injuries, but his eyes were still sharp.

It seems that he is not the one who is being beaten.

As time went by, those big men were exhausted, and they had no strength to wave their fists.

But Huo Xiao didn't fall down.

Shao Qing looked at it and was not satisfied.

Because, he wants to let Huo Xiao completely despair.

He wants him to have a taste of losing what he loves.

He once suffered pain, all want Huo Xiao to try one by one.

Shao Qing disdainfully glanced at the helpless men, took out the pistol, opened the bullet cavity, determined that there was only one bullet in it, closed it and opened the insurance.

"I can let one out."

"As long as she shoots, I'll let her go."

Shao Qingsong stepped on Mu Chu flute.

Bend down.

"Xuejie, I'll give you a chance!"

He can see that in Huo Xiao's eyes, Mu Chu flute is different.

So what if Mu Chudi killed him in order to survive?

Will he die of hatred?

Mu Chu Di pulls her up. Yang Tianqi is facing her with a gun.

Shao Qing put the pistol in her hand and pushed her.

Mu Chu Di staggers to Huo Xiao.

Little hands, shaking slightly.

Black clear eyes on that pair of black eyes, she tried to make eye contact with him.

But it didn't work.

How come Huo Xiao's people haven't come yet?

Mu Chu Di has been waiting.

She has seen through Shao Qing's picture, and Mu Chu Di doesn't want to fight Huo Xiao.

The pistol, in her hand, was so heavy that she could hardly breathe.

"Mr. Huo, here you are!"

Shao Qing and Yang Tianqi both point guns at them, but there is only one bullet in their pistol.

Even if Huo Xiao wants to fight back, one bullet can't shoot two people.

Although Mu Chu Di doesn't believe Shao Qing will let Huo Xiao go, he can at least delay time.

Mu Chu flute hand stretched out in the past, want to hand the gun to Huo Xiao.

Suddenly, the little hand was held.

Pistol, in the heart of Huoxiao.

"Shoot!"

The cold voice is extremely strong and overbearing, the tone of command at this moment, but there is no previous alienation.

Mu Chudi shook his head.

"No."

Clenched his lower lip and refused to shoot.

She can't shoot Huo Xiao.

At this time of Mu Chu Di, incomparable regret, regret their own conceit.

Why do you think that you can pull up the other party by making inducements? Why don't you think that you will become Huo Xiao's burden if you have no fighting power?

There is no time to hate your incompetence like this.