Chapter 306 (1/2)

My Guardian Mr Bo Fu Jiu 14750K 2022-07-22

The two men were tall and slender, upright and straight. The man who was at the front of the line was wearing a big black windbreaker with his hands in his pockets. His slightly longer broken hair covered his eyebrows, but he couldn't His delicate and evil face.

Thin lips are tightly pursed, the whole body is permeated with the breath of Xiao su.

The man on his left is a white dress, clean and dusty, with clear eyes and beautiful features.

The woman on the right-hand side is also over 1.7 meters tall, wearing tight black leather clothes and leather pants. She is tall and slender, and her beautiful face is dignified at this time.

These three people are coming this way. They are not angry but powerful. They are not others. They are rongbei, Su Chen and Fu Jiu.

As soon as they came out, they immediately attracted the attention of all the people in the corridor, except Bo Yan.

A Dong line of sight a cold, the moment in the corridor of dozens of hands have raised guns at them.

”Don't come back, or you'll shoot!”

A Dong gave a sharp warning.

Rong Bei walked forward as if he didn't hear it. Fu Jiu took out a pistol from his waist and threw it in the past. He said in a deep voice, ”we don't mean anything. We just come to see her. How is she doing now?”

A Dong coldly glanced at her, ”thanks to you, now life and death are uncertain, it's better to get away quickly, don't worry, this account will not be finished like this!”

Let the North suddenly set the pace.

At the same time, he also saw the man sitting on the ground against the wall at the door of the emergency room. At this time, he leaned his head against the wall, put his hand on his eyes, and slightly closed his eyes. His clear and charming face was pale, his jaw was firm and sharp, and his whole body was covered with that indescribable gloomy and depressing breath.

Let's not move forward.

The three men then stopped in the middle of the emergency room corridor. In front of them were a group of elites with pistols. For a moment, the atmosphere was full of swords.