The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Luo Yibei glared at the dark scorpion, quietly watching the reaction of a group of people.

Fang Chi Xia Jiao's eyes squinted at the man holding his gun against his own. In the midst of a large group of people, she suddenly made a gesture that made people in the place stunned.

Lifting his foot and stepping on the man who wants to lick himself, while the man is eating pain, Fang Chixia took the gun in his hand and took a few steps back. The muzzle pointed in the opposite direction to a group of people. The man who took the lead.

Her reaction was very fast, so many people were there, and no one even came back.

For her, the person who was present did not even think of her seemingly delicate appearance, she would make such a move under such circumstances.

The situation on the spot was reversed by one of her actions.

The atmosphere is stagnant.

Fang Chixia’s gun pointed at the man headed, and stepped back two steps. The corner of his eye slanted to Luo Yibei. “You leave first!”

Luo Yibei has not been covered by a woman, standing in the same place, ignored her words.

"Leave first, I won't be hurt!" Fang Chixia yelled at him.

"Impossible!" Luo Yibei stepped closer to her direction and wanted to bring her to her side. However, there was another accident on the scene.

Fang Chixia’s wrist was slammed forward, followed by a gunshot of “砰”.

The bullet came from the gun in the hands of Fang Chixia.

The person who shot was the man who had just been pointed at her gun!

The scene was confusing after that.

Luo Yibei's face changed, and the side flashed over and wanted to pull Fang Chi Xia, and the sound of the bullets slammed around.

The muzzle, all facing him is his direction.

Fang Chixia was shocked to see this scene, his face was white.

She didn’t care so much, and the body rushed in the direction of Luo Yibei.

Hey, hey!

Two grounds fell, and they sounded one after another.

Luo Yibei’s head was sinking into the yellow sand of a place, and the consciousness was blank for a few seconds.

Fang Chi Xia is betting.

She appeared here last time and met cold and cold.

Come over this time and meet again.

Luo Yibei will not investigate cold and cold for no reason, and will come directly to the Middle East in an investigation.

He must have mastered some information.

Fang Chixia gambled on his life. If this incident is related to cold and cold, she will not shoot when she rushes to Luo Yibei.

However, what surprised her and Luo Yibei was that the gunshots continued behind her.

The bullets fell like rain.

Luo Yibei holding Fang Chi Xia in the desert.

The scene was very windy, blurring the horizon of Fang Chi Xia, and a group of people behind him probably had their eyes in the sand, and the guns were not very accurate.

However, the gunshots did not stop.

The wind seems to be increasing again.

The yellow sand of the sky spreads everywhere, hindering the sight of a group of people behind him.

It also hindered the vision of Luo Yibei.

To make matters worse, the two fell into a slope.

The wind on the scene is too big to distinguish the direction, and the two may fall into the quicksand at any time.

Surrounded by screams, it seems that just the group of people, some people have already got stuck.

"Ah--" panicked mourning, one after another, the Arabic language is screaming.

The wind and sand are still boasting in the sky.

Luo Yibei extended a hand to press the sand near the place where the two people were located, feeling the hard touch of the sand, and considering the relationship of quicksand, did not continue to move.

His arm held Fang Chi in the summer, letting her kneel on herself.