Qu Xiaojue didn't even give Qu Yikun the slightest glance, and his tone was very cold and biting from beginning to end: "Maybe I didn't warn you enough before, so I stayed here to give you one last warning."

At this time, Qu Weikang had already reacted and his face tightened: "Xiao Jue, I am your uncle, how dare you..."

The sound of the dart piercing the air was slight, but it made everyone's hearts beat violently.

This time, the dart flew past Qu Weikang's cheek. His skin stung, and there was a vague smell of blood.

Qu Xiaojue maintained his posture of lowering his eyes. The sunshine outside the window was bright and warm, but it cast a cold and cold look on his body, overflowing with male fierceness: "My fiancée is still waiting for me outside. I don't have time to talk to you here."

You guys are talking nonsense.”

"Xiao Jue."

"Brother."

Two voices sounded at the same time. Qu Yikun supported his father whose hands and feet were trembling. Seeing his eyelids beating constantly, he frowned and turned away: "Brother, you are really crazy. You are just a woman. My father is you..."

When he stopped suddenly, another dart flew towards Qu Yikun's face.

This time it was different from the one that had just rubbed Qu Weikang's cheek. If Qu Yikun hadn't had quick eyesight and quick hands and ducked his neck to hide in time, the dart would have pierced his forehead openly.

Qu Xiaojue really wanted his life.

At this time, Qu Yikun was completely confused. The emotions he originally stood on the moral high ground were filled with unbelievable fear. His fingertips were trembling uncontrollably: "Brother, do you really dare..."

Before Qu Yikun could finish his words, the sound of darts piercing the air began one after another. They were no longer limited to the cheeks of the two people, but grazed the neck arteries and directly penetrated the wall behind them.

There were even a few darts that, if not for Qu Yikun's quick movements, would have pierced the hearts of the two people.

He really wanted them to die.

With this understanding, the two people were so frightened that they began to dodge in panic, falling to the ground together with the chair behind them, kicking the floor with their feet. The remaining reason could not suppress the screams that came out of their mouths, low and low, with the last words of the men.

dignity.

The darts in Qu Xiaojue's hand seemed to be inexhaustible. The speed was so fast that they could no longer dodge. In the end, they could only hold their heads and curl up into a ball to protect their important organs, not daring to move at all.

Even if the sound in their ears stopped, they didn't dare to move, they really didn't dare to move again.

No matter how accurate Qu Xiaojue is, he can't completely control the direction of the dart. If he misses even a little bit, or they fail to dodge even a little bit, then they may lose their lives and continue to live.

They are afraid, and they really don't dare to gamble.

It wasn't until Qu Xiaojue's voice came from above their heads that they could raise their eyes, and saw that his eyes were silent and dark, as if nothing in the world was enough to catch his eyes, word by word: "

She is my life, if you try to touch her again, you must surrender your life to me first."

Qu Weikang's voice was trembling: "Xiao Jue..."

What does he mean?

Is it possible?

"When the time comes, don't blame me for not recognizing my uncles and aunts. Anyway, both of my parents are dead. No matter how bad my so-called relatives are, it's not beyond my control."
Chapter completed!