C277 (1/2)

When Tang xianrui looked back, he found Huanjing standing by the door.

There was a chill in his eyes.

Tang xianrui shivers.

She was really scared.

Who can withstand such repeated shots? If it's a person with average psychological quality, I'm afraid he's already scared.

Her figure was covered by Yan xiechen behind her.

Yan Xie Chen wraps Tang fenrui's coat behind her, which seems to be the same as her close hug.

Fortunately, from the perspective of Huanjing, there is no way to see Tang qiurui's expression, but only Yan xiechen's broad back. The tattoo, which has been winding up from the back, is like a poppy in the dark. It is fixed at the back of the neck, with several threads of cold.

The white smoke on the muzzle of the gun was as sharp and thorough as a basin of hot water pouring on the ice. For a short time, it made her as clear as before.

”Come out.”

Huan Jing bites his teeth and opens his mouth again.

He spoke almost word for word, as if there was a huge backlog of anger.

Only a suitable dike is needed, all this anger will turn into a huge wave.

Tang fenrui shivers and wants to break away from Yan xiechen's arms, but Yan xiechen holds his arm.

In the dark, the two men are so silent confrontation, as if no one is willing to take the initiative to step back first.

”Huan Shao, the woman gives you, can you protect it?”

Yan xiechen asked in a low voice, with irony in his tone.

Huan Jing stood opposite him, his voice as if from the ice cellar of ten thousand years.

”My woman, you don't need to ask.”

The smell of smoke in the dark suddenly strong, almost at that moment forced Tang to find no place to hide.

She tries to break away from Yan Xie Chen and wants to move a few steps to Huan Jing's side. Suddenly, she listens to Yan Xie Chen again.

”If I said, your woman, I also like it?”

At the end of the day, it was as if the two armies on the grassland had set up battle flags against each other. After the flags had been flying in the wind for half a day, the first beating drum of the battle broke out.

Dong Dong.

Dong Dong.

Dong Dong.

All of a sudden, she thought of the beating of drums during the ancient war in the TV series, which indicated death, a rush to battle and the beginning of all the bloodshed.

It's majestic, with thousands of troops.

At this moment, the drumming, the drumming, penetrated the fusion of different scenes, became her strong heartbeat in the dark.

The heartbeat was so strong that it almost jumped out of her chest.

She covered her chest with strength, only to find that the atmosphere around her was more and more strange, quieter and breathless.

Until, the sound of pulling the trigger, silent in the dark.

There was a cold sweat behind her!

It's the sound of pulling the trigger!

Just behind her, when she looked back, she found that

Behind Yan xiechen's head.

At the same time, the bodyguards in black, who had been lurking in the dark for a long time, were well-trained at the same time and showed their weapons in a neat and uniform way.

Clattering, a piece of clattering.

In two or three seconds, a dozen guns were aimed at Yan xiechen.

The moonlight outside the window blows a corner of the curtain. The silver light penetrates through the gap in that corner, making the room suddenly bright.

At the moment when the light and dark transiently intersected, the scene in the room was suddenly seen clearly -

Huan Jing was just behind Yan xiechen, a few steps away, his arm was 90 degrees, and the muzzle of the gun had reached Yan xiechen's back head without any emotion.

If the gun is loaded, it will be wiped at any time.

I'm afraid Yan xiechen can feel the chill of that metal better than Tang qiurui.

And a group of armed bodyguards at the door also pay attention to the actions of their masters at any time. When Huan Jing shot, they also shot at Yan xiechen quickly.

Just for such a short second, the tension of the sword in the room has been pushed to the maximum extent, as if a bow has been pulled to its strongest arc, and then another inch down, the bow will be broken.

In the immediate future, it is inevitable to bleed.

”You don't let people go?”

His cold voice sounded in the room.

The voice had made the biggest cover up, not showing the cold and bloodthirsty side of the tone.

But even if the cruel parts have been concealed and fall in Tang's ear, they still can't help but make people raise their chill from the bottom of their feet.

Yan Xie Chen did not speak.

After a long time, I still didn't speak.

Tang xianrui is a little worried.

She was afraid that Yan xiechen would be stubborn with Huan Jing to the end, and both sides would suffer losses in the end.

She didn't want to see any bloodshed.

Tang fenrui takes a deep breath and breaks free from Yan xiechen's arms. In the dark, she heard herself trembling, almost unsteady.

”I I want to go back. ”

When she finished, Yan xiechen raised his head fiercely, and his eyes fell on Tang qiurui's body. He narrowed his eyes and looked at her with a complex expression.

Huan Jing's eyes fell on Tang qiurui.