He always felt that he was right. This woman was just pretending to be cold and cruel. She was never such a cruel and heartless person.

But now it seems that he was wrong.

He thought of this woman too well.

That's right, what qualifications does he have to ask her to be a good person?

Everything was forced by him.

Without any time to think, Yan Sirie rushed upstairs in one stride.

At the same time, Nangong Qian, who was standing behind him, took out his pistol and pointed it at Yan Slie, his eyes cold and clear, filled with coldness.

Ye Xun'er shook her head vigorously, with a trace of panic on her face.

Then, there was a gunshot, and Yan Sirie, who had just stepped up the three steps, suddenly tilted his body. Nangong Qian had already been shot in his right leg, and blood flowed out, flowing down his trousers and dripping to the ground.

, blood gurgled along the steps.

Yan Sirie grabbed the escalator with one hand, gritted his teeth, endured the excruciating pain, looked back at Nangongqian, and smiled bitterly: "Well done, yes, I owe you."

Nangong Qian's face turned a little pale, the hand holding the gun shook violently, her pretty face began to twitch, and her body trembled.

This was not the first time she had shot and killed, but now, she felt like a newbie who had just started, and her heart was full of fear and uneasiness.

There was cold sweat on her forehead, her eyes were a little dull, her teeth were chattering up and down, and she looked very nervous.

She didn't know what happened to her, but she suddenly shot.

That shot hit him in the leg, but it also hit him in the heart.

Although she had too much resentment and hatred for this man, she could not lie to herself. Even now, she still deeply loves this man.

She watched him rush towards Ye Xun'er without hesitation, and she felt crazy jealous in her heart.

She paid such a heavy price for him, but what she got in return was his cold rejection and an insignificant apology. She was not willing to give in, she really was not willing to give in.

Now, he no longer even had the interest to play along with her, and he refused to say that he had feelings for her against his will.

Looking at the pool of blood on the ground, Nangong Qian gritted his teeth and tried hard to control his emotions: "Do you think the only thing you owe me is a leg? Yan Sirie, you haven't paid back what you owe me.

Get up."

"I, I know." Yan Sirie gritted his teeth, and the pain on his face was obvious, "You, if you want my life, you can take it at any time. But I, I beg you, Ye Xun'er, she is

She is innocent, she has a child waiting for her, please let her go."

Ye Xun'er looked at Yan Sirie with tears in her eyes, making babbling sounds from her mouth and shaking her head vigorously.

They had just had a fight in the evening, and he said he would never care about her affairs again.

But now, he rushed over to save himself regardless of the danger.

He is so proud and heroic, so noble and aloof, he is even willing to risk his life for himself.

Why didn't she get to know him a few years earlier? Why did she have to meet this arrogant and domineering man in the remaining days of her life?

After saying this, Yan Slie held on to the pain in his leg and stepped up step by step.

Every step he took was as painful as stepping on the tip of a knife.

"Warhead, stop for me. I ordered you to stop for me. Did you hear that? If you go up again, I will really beat you to death. I will beat you to death." Nangong Qian roared crazily.

, looking at Yan Slie, who was limping and struggling to walk up step by step, his heart hurt to the extreme. He always felt that he was not wrong. This woman was just pretending to be cold and cruel. She was never such a cruel and heartless person.

But now it seems that he was wrong.

He thought of this woman too well.

That's right, what qualifications does he have to ask her to be a good person?

Everything was forced by him.

Without any time to think, Yan Sirie rushed upstairs in one stride.

At the same time, Nangong Qian, who was standing behind him, took out his pistol and pointed it at Yan Slie, his eyes cold and clear, filled with coldness.

Ye Xun'er shook her head vigorously, with a trace of panic on her face.

Then, there was a gunshot, and Yan Sirie, who had just stepped up the three steps, suddenly tilted his body. Nangong Qian had already been shot in his right leg, and blood flowed out, flowing down his trousers and dripping to the ground.

, blood gurgled along the steps.

Yan Sirie grabbed the escalator with one hand, gritted his teeth, endured the excruciating pain, looked back at Nangongqian, and smiled bitterly: "Well done, yes, I owe you."

Nangong Qian's face turned a little pale, the hand holding the gun shook violently, her pretty face began to twitch, and her body trembled.

This was not the first time she had shot and killed, but now, she felt like a newbie who had just started, and her heart was full of fear and uneasiness.

There was cold sweat on her forehead, her eyes were a little dull, her teeth were chattering up and down, and she looked very nervous.

She didn't know what happened to her, but she suddenly shot.

That shot hit him in the leg, but it also hit him in the heart.

Although she had too much resentment and hatred for this man, she could not lie to herself. Even now, she still deeply loves this man.

She watched him rush towards Ye Xun'er without hesitation, and she felt crazy jealous in her heart.

She paid such a heavy price for him, but what she got in return was his cold rejection and an insignificant apology. She was not willing to give in, she really was not willing to give in.

Now, he no longer even had the interest to play along with her, and he refused to say that he had feelings for her against his will.

Looking at the pool of blood on the ground, Nangong Qian gritted his teeth and tried hard to control his emotions: "Do you think the only thing you owe me is a leg? Yan Sirie, you haven't paid back what you owe me.

Get up."

"I, I know." Yan Sirie gritted his teeth, and the pain on his face was obvious, "You, if you want my life, you can take it at any time. But I, I beg you, Ye Xun'er, she is

She is innocent, she has a child waiting for her, please let her go."

Ye Xun'er looked at Yan Sirie with tears in her eyes, making babbling sounds from her mouth and shaking her head vigorously.

They had just had a fight in the evening, and he said he would never care about her affairs again.

But now, he rushed over to save himself regardless of the danger.

He is so proud and heroic, so noble and aloof, he is even willing to risk his life for himself.

Why didn't she get to know him a few years earlier? Why did she have to meet this arrogant and domineering man in the remaining days of her life?

After saying this, Yan Slie held on to the pain in his leg and stepped up step by step.

Every step he took was as painful as stepping on the tip of a knife.

"Warhead, stop for me. I ordered you to stop for me. Did you hear that? If you go up again, I will really beat you to death. I will beat you to death." Nangong Qian roared crazily.
Chapter completed!