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"Stop them!"

On the first floor, cleaners, salesmen, and security guards all took out guns to stop Su Xun and the three.

These are all disguised as killers.

"Kangkangkang..."

Su Xun hugged Yang Qian'er, and while walking out, he shot and killed people expressionlessly.

He didn't even need to hide, any assassin in his line of sight had no chance to shoot.

Xu Zhengyang was out of sight.

Yang Qianer leaned in Su Xun's arms, listening to the gunshots around, but felt extremely stable.

Compared to her rich boyfriend who has no time to spend time with her, Su Xun gave her a sense of security.

She had even wondered if Song Shichang was not good at that, or if someone else had already been outside.

Otherwise, no matter how busy she is, it is impossible to talk about a girlfriend, but concentrate on business, and there is no time to coax her to bed.

Then what is he talking about his girlfriend for? Is it beautiful? Or is it a platonic love?

This time she wanted Song Shichang to come back to accompany her, but she didn't expect Song Shichang to let go of business and refused.

This attitude broke her heart.

She subconsciously hugged Su Xun tighter.

"Kang!"

Su Xun killed a security guard who aimed a gun at him at the door and rushed out of the mall with Yang Qianer.

"Su Sir, get in the car!"

The nephews of Fei Bo and Yang Qian'er ran out long ago and drove to Su Xun.

"Go up." Su Xun opened the door and let Yang Qian'er sit in, and then he got in the car too.

"Kangkangkang..."

Xu Zhengyang fought and retreated to the car, sat next to Su Xun, and then the car drove away.

"That's not right, where is Aqiang?"

After Fei Bo calmed down, it suddenly occurred to him that his little brother Aqiang didn't seem to get in the car.

"He was a traitor and wanted to shoot Miss Yang, but I was killed." Su Xun said blankly.

Fei Bo stared in disbelief: "What! This... how is this possible, how could he..."

"Fei Bo, not everyone can withstand the test of money." Su Xun's tone was neither salty nor light.

He can't stand it either, so he chooses to become the richest one. Isn't that all right?

Fei Bo pursed his lips, and finally sighed with complicated eyes, without saying more.

Su Xun turned his head and glanced at Yang Qian'er: "Miss Yang, I won't think about it anymore."

"Not coming out anymore." Yang Qianer shook her head with a pale face, still holding Su Xun's arm in her hand.

But she was empty inside, so the baby granary was in contact with Su Xun through a thin layer of cloth.

Su Xun twitched her hand, Yang Qian'er felt it immediately, her pretty face blushed, and she quickly let go.

An hour later, Yang Qianer was at home.

Yang Qian'er sat on the chair with a long white leg, Su Xun shook her foot and rubbed it.

Don't look at Su Xun just now holding the beauty in one hand in the department store, while shooting in circles, he is very handsome.

But Yang Qian'er was suffering and twisted her ankle.

Therefore, there is a price to be paid for being handsome.

Fortunately, what is paid is the price of others.

"Ah! It hurts, it hurts, please be gentle."

"Don't move, it will hurt for a while, just bear it."

"I don't want it, it really hurts, ah~"

Fei Bo and Yang Qian'er's nephew watched this scene from a distance, each with their own feelings.

"I close my eyes and just listen to this voice, and there is a picture in my mind." Fei Bo said wretchedly.

Yang Qian'er's nephew nodded.

Fei Bo's eyes widened suddenly: "No, you actually peeked at the **** videos at a young age!"

"Nonsense, if I am old enough, do I still need to peek?" Yang Qian'er's nephew was justified.

Fei Bo: "..."

He was speechless, it sounded so reasonable.

"It really doesn't hurt, how did you do it."

Yang Qianer moved her feet and looked at Su Xun with an incredible face, faintly admired.

She felt that Su Xun seemed to know everything.

These days, Su Xun was cooking, killing people, and sculpting bones. It was like going to the hall and going to the kitchen. I didn't know which woman was cheaper.

Su Xun stood up and said without looking back: "Miss Yang, if I were you, I should change my clothes now, unless you really like the cool feeling."

"Ah!"

Yang Qian'er brushed her pretty face flushed with no self-confidence. Just now, Su Xun helped her rub her feet, her leg was upturned, wouldn't he...

He didn't see it. He was a gentleman, so how could he peek? Yes, he certainly wouldn't peek.

Yang Qianer comforted herself in her heart.

Su Xun said, does he need to take a peek in that situation? You can look at it openly.

"Hey, handsome guy, today I bought a dress for you all. How about you try it."

Ten minutes later, Yang Qianer changed her clothes and came downstairs with shopping bags.

"Hey, I'm so sorry." Fei Bo rubbed his hands, the smile on his face almost couldn't hide.

Yang Qianer threw a suit to Su Xun and Xu Zhengyang.

Xu Zhengyang is black, Su Xun is silver.

The smile on Fei Bo's face gradually stiffened.

He felt like a clown.

Yang Qianer said apologetically: "Fei Bo, you are too big and need to be customized, so..."

"It doesn't matter, I'm already touched by Miss Yang's heart." Fei Bo's expression eased.

Damn, why should I grow so fat!

……………

Ten p.m.

A corpse placement center.

A young man in a black windbreaker walked in slowly: "Where is Wang Jianguo's body?"

"It's over there." The staff member pointed out at random.

Wang Jianjun walked over without expression, and directly picked up the body and walked out.

"Hey! What are you doing! Can't take the corpse away!"

The staff hurriedly stepped forward to block, and security guards who heard the sound outside also rushed in.

Wang Jianjun sneered, a handful of military thorns appeared in his hands and walked forward step by step.

"Stop him!"

A security guard rushed up.

"Puff--"

The cold army pierced his throat, and blood flowed out from the bleeding trough.

"Hey!"

Kicked a security guard, pulled out the military thorn, and pierced the eyebrow of the person behind him with his backhand.

Wang Jianjun was quick to fist, and after killing several security guards, he left the resettlement center.

In a field, he burned Wang Jianguo's body and laid an incense case for him.

"Your brother died in his hands. His name is Su Xun. He is the Director of the Wan Chai Police Station. He is very good at fighting."

Next to him, a middle-aged man in a suit took out a handsome picture of Su Xun and handed it to Wang Jianjun.

Wang Jianjun took it, took a look, and threw it into the fire: "The dying man."

"We are sorry that your brother died..."

"Stop talking nonsense! Get the money ready. I'll make this list for my brother, Su Xun, and the woman, who won't live until the court hearing three days later.

Wang Jianjun interrupted him coldly, and then squeezed his neck: "Don't play around with me, otherwise, I will kill your boss."

The voice fell, loosened the middle-aged man, flung the windbreaker, turned and left, disappearing into the darkness.

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