Outright Favoritism

Chapter 181 I'm afraid you will let me wait too long

The heavy rain was pouring down.

Everyone in the quiet valley stood still.

Li Qiao stood still again, glanced at the desert eagle in his hand, and shook his head unhurriedly, "What are you afraid of?"

The rain was majestic and washed away Li Qiao's words inaudible.

She raised her finger and wiped the rain from the corner of her eye. This time she didn't stop and walked straight towards Shang Yu.

The next second, a gunshot shocked the entire valley.

"what--"

Shang Yu's muzzle finally deviated from the original trajectory, falling from his forehead to the opponent's shoulder, and ruthlessly shot through his shoulder blade.

The man howled in pain and fell to the ground, clutching the wound and convulsing violently.

And the man who was always standing beside him shivering, as he approached, Li Qiao also recognized him.

At the Nanyang Entertainment City that day, roaring at the roaring man who asked Shang Shaoyan to hand over his elder brother.

It turns out that these brothers have always been in his hands.

Then this place is probably the secret hall of Liuyun...

Facing the heavy rain, Li Qiao walked towards Shang Yu slowly.

The gunfire couldn't stop her footsteps. After a few seconds, she stood still, looked down at the man's slightly raised arms, reached out and grabbed his fingertips, and took the desert eagle into her hand instantly.

The broken hair in front of Shang Yu's forehead was all wet, hanging softly, covering those dark eyes.

Then, everyone on the scene watched Li Qiao buckle the gun in her hand, smiled with her lips, turned her hand at the man on the ground.

Do you want to kill? In fact, she can too.

Li Qiao did not squint, her eyes that had been washed by the rain became clearer and clearer, and she looked directly at Shang Yu.

Standing and standing, eyebrows are frivolous.

At this time, Shang Yu's throat rolled slightly, staring for a long while, raising his arms to pinch Li Qiao's wrist.

He forcibly removed her posture of raising the gun and regained the pistol. In Li Qiao's calm eyes, he fired three shots at the man on the ground again, splashing blood.

It was all hit in the legs, and his lower body was doomed to waste.

But no one cares whether the man on the ground is dead or alive, because if it weren't for him, Qingyu would not die.

And Qingyu's death was a hundred times more tragic than him.

The people of Yanhuang are very righteous, but they also have revenge.

At this time, Shang Yu held a gun in one hand and stood up and came to Li Qiao.

He hooked Li Qiao's neck and leaned over, with murderous eyes in his eyes, still those two words: "Are you afraid?"

Under the searchlight, under the curtain of rain, they stood in front of each other, one black and one white, with eyes facing each other.

Li Qiao was forced to look up at Shang Yu. The man clasped her neck with great strength, and it was a little painful.

But she didn't move, blinked her eyes soaked by rain, raised her right hand to his heart, and nodded with a smile: "Well, I'm scared."

Shang Yu's expression changed rapidly, his eyes also showed a scared blood.

At this moment, Li Qiao’s palm was resting on his heart, and the damp rain fell down her arm, her eyelashes trembled, and she sighed: "I'm afraid you will let me wait too long..." I'm afraid you don't like me .

I am also afraid that she will be emotional for the first time in her life and will not be able to start and end well.

When the words fell, Li Qiao obviously felt the man's body tremble slightly.

It was not obvious, but the palm behind her neck pressed tightly to her skin.

Li Qiao really didn't know the reason for Shang Yu's loss of control tonight. She slowly raised her hand, held the man's wet arms, rubbed it again and again, and spoke softly--

(End of this chapter)