Liu Zhenying stepped forward in two steps, his white fingers and dark gun body forming a sharp contrast.

She raised her wrist, then lowered it hard, hitting the man's temple hard with the butt of the gun.

The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground was dull.

There was also a light splash of dust.

At the same time, Liu Zhenying's body spun around, his apricot eyes showed no emotion at all, and he raised his hand and fired.

The bullet passed by the side of the red wolf and hit the eyebrow of a white man hiding in the grass directly behind him.

When the man fell down, the gun in his hand rolled to the side, with a hole in his forehead and his eyes widened, as if he didn't react at all.

In less than ten seconds, Liu Zhenying knocked down two mercenaries who luckily escaped the gunfight but attempted a sneak attack.

The whole movement is crisp and neat, the lines on the face are cold and sharp, and there is no trace of unfamiliarity or fear in handling a gun.

It's like...

Someone who touches guns all year round.

Until Liu Zhenying came forward and threw the loaded gun into Qu Xiaojue's arms.

She puffed up her cheeks preemptively, shouted loudly with her almond-shaped eyes: "It's not that I wanted to follow you, but you were too noisy and woke me up."

Her excuse was perfect.

But she didn't understand what it meant...

Don't bring it upon yourself.

Qu Xiaojue was speechless.

He just stood there, his eyes darkened by a level, and he was faintly brewing a strong anger.

Perhaps it was because he had just experienced a fight, and his whole body exuded a sense of extreme bloodshed and violence.

Those eyes were too sharp, and seemed to be able to see through all her thoughts.

"Okay." Faced with such a gaze, Liu Zhenying subconsciously bit his lip: "Aren't I afraid that you will die?"

As she said this, she seemed to have found some favorable evidence: "Look, if it weren't for me, your brain would have blossomed a long time ago."

The white man hiding in the grass had his gun pointed at Qu Xiaojue's head.

To be honest, for a moment, Qu Xiaojue wanted to beat up Liu Zhenying who had no idea of ​​the danger in front of him.

He kowtowed and suppressed the emotions in his heart. His handsome profile showed a fierce expression in the dim light. He took a deep breath and said, "Follow me."

Leave all the finishing touches to Red Wolf.

Qu Xiaojue led Liu Zhenying to a safe area, his boots barely making any sound when he stepped on the soil.

"Why did you bring me here? Here..."

The muttering with a hint of disgust stopped abruptly.

The slender wrist was tightly grasped by the rough palm. Liu Zhenying didn't even react before he was pressed hard against the tree trunk by Qu Xiaojue.

"Liu Zhenying." This was the first time he called her by her full name, with a strong sinister look on his handsome face: "Do you know that people can die if they are not careful here?"

"I know."

She tilted her head in confusion: "But I want to guarantee your life."

Not to mention that he was her destined husband, let’s just talk about the three million given by Qu Lao. This was all within the scope of her mission.

"Fuck your mother's life."

I don't know which word stimulated him, but Qu Xiaojue's mood instantly became high and violent.

The darkness in his eyes was like the deep sea that has never seen the sun all year round. His voice was hoarse and oozed with the coldness of the night: "I need your guarantee? You, a short winter melon, can't protect yourself, so you still want to protect me? You

What qualifications do you have to protect me?"

"You are my destiny..."

"Destiny? You're fucking destined."

A lot of swear words came out of his mouth.

Liu Zhenying looked at Qu Xiaojue's extremely angry face and didn't quite understand.

How on earth did I provoke him?

Could it be that he earned three million from the Qu family...
Chapter completed!