Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

"what--"

In the small room on the second floor, the gunshots just sounded, followed by Jiang Haifeng's screams.

This shot was fired by Yaquan who ran to the second floor quickly.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw Jiang Haifeng lying on the ground, holding up his M9 pistol at Ma Feng.

A man in a black suit just stood beside the door, and Yaquan snatched the SIGP226 pistol from the opponent without a word.

Pulling the safety and loading, he raised the gun and shot in one go.

His handsome movements were so fast that the bullets were fired out like a rainbow without even seeing him aiming.

Jiang Haifeng, who was shot through his wrist, screamed in pain, and his only weapon, the M9 pistol, fell to the ground.

Yaquan, who fired a shot skillfully and hit 100%, threw the SIGP226 pistol back to its owner.

"It feels good to be pointed at the head with a gun?" Ya Quan walked in, facing Ma Fengdao as he walked.

Ma Feng still had a calm, self-sufficient look of killing. He glanced at Jiang Haifeng, who was twisting his body on the ground.

After he retracted the foot that was still stepping on Jiang Haifeng's cheek, he looked at Yaquan and said coldly: "It's a waste of help."

"Why did I help?" Yaquan's attention has turned to Luo Yangyang and Fengsheng, and when he walked in front of Ma Feng, he gave him a stern look, "I'll clean up you later!"

"..." Ma Feng glanced at Yaquan calmly.

"BOSS." Yaquan walked to the bed, took out a roll of bandage from his suit jacket and handed it to the canonization, "Pull it up."

With hemostasis bandages that can stop the bleeding, the boss doesn't have to worry about Luo Yangyang's bleeding after the dagger is pulled out.

Ma Feng frowned as he watched Yaquan magically conjure a bandage.

How could Yaquan wear a bandage with him?

he got hurt?

She seemed to notice Ma Feng looking up and down his gaze, Ya Quan looked back at him, casually raised his hand and patted his chest, silently implying that he was okay.

If something is a small matter, don't worry.

Feng Sheng glanced at the bandage in Yaquan's hand, and stretched out his big hand to Luo Yangyang's right shoulder.

He didn't even hesitate, grabbing the handle of the dagger and drew it up suddenly.

"Ah..." Luo Yangyang, who passed out, suddenly woke up in pain.

As the dagger separated from Luo Yangyang's body, a small stream of blood spurted up, and Yaquan quickly helped her to stop the bleeding with the bandage.

Luo Yangyang, who was abruptly awakened by the severe pain, the facial features on his small face were all wrinkled with pain.

In the misty sight, she saw a figure in front of the bed, thinking it was those rude men, she subconsciously waved her arms and struggled: "Go away!"

"Yang Yang!" The blood-stained dagger was placed beside the bed, Feng Sheng quickly grabbed Luo Yangyang's waving hands, "It's me, Feng Sheng, it's all right, it's all right."

The familiar cold voice pierced into his ears forcefully, slamming against Luo Yangyang's heart like a pin of the sea god.

"Canonization?" Luo Yangyang tried to widen his eyes, and gradually saw the canonization sitting by the bed in his clear vision.

As soon as he saw the canonization, Luo Yangyang experienced great fear and resisted without tears.

The moment she felt relieved, she cried out with a flat mouth.

The canonization really came, he really came.

He said it was all right, and he would be all right when he came.

Luo Yangyang, who was completely relieved, knew for the first time that the canonization could bring her such a sense of security.

In the great grievance and pain, she stretched out her hand to hug him: "Canonization, hug."