Chapter 1632 (1/2)

Zhuo Ping was silly. The commander poked his head out of the glass window and looked up. His blood was boiling immediately, ”the Lord is coming! The Lord is coming!”

The president's plane descended slowly, the cabin door opened, and a tall and thin body appeared by the door.

Lu Yeming was wearing a black tweed coat. The cold night wind blew his coat and clothes gurgling. He stood there indifferently, like a god falling from the sky.

”Lord.” One of his men handed over a powerful gun barrel.

Lu Yeming took it in the big palm with distinct joints. His deep Phoenix eyes were aimed at the direction, and then pressed the trigger.

With a bang, a huge fireball rushed from the sky.

Zhuo Ping below stared wide and couldn't breathe anymore. He shouted in horror, ”hide! Hide... Ah!”

A huge fireball fell, and Zhuo Ping's cars all burst open.

Zhuo Ping was blown to the ground and vomited several mouthfuls of blood.

It's terrible, it's terrible

Zhuo Ping has been saying this sentence. This is the first time he has dealt with Lu Yeming. It is said that this is a man standing at the peak of power and a born son of dragon totem. Today, he looks like a hell from hell.

The commander and other men showed the joy of victory. When the LORD came, they had a backbone.

The brakes sounded and several jeeps stopped.

The commander and his men got out of the car and stood aside, waiting respectfully for their Lord.

The presidential plane in the sky landed slowly, and Lu Yeming came down with a strong wind.

”Lord!”

The commander and his men saluted.

Lu Yeming walked over with steady steps. Some of his men were lucky to see him for the first time. When they saw the Lord of the country, they saw that his too delicate and handsome face was like a ghost axe. He was young, but he had an unpredictable city and a mysterious and powerful aura, which made people dare not look at him directly.

Lu Yeming stopped, and the deep Phoenix eyes fell on the commander's face, ”where's the man?”

”Lord, here.”

The commander quickly opened the rear door.

Lu Yeming's eyes fell into the car and suddenly saw Jun Xiqing lying in a pool of blood.

Jun Xiqing lay in his chair like a kite with a broken line, and his white clothes were all dyed red by blood.

The slender feather Jie hung down powerlessly. She closed her eyes and didn't know if she was asleep.

Once she fell asleep, it was difficult for her to wake up again.

Lu Yeming felt a pain in his heart. At first, it was like being bitten by a small ant, and then the pain gradually became intense.

Lu Yeming stepped forward, lowered Yingting's body, and slowly stretched out his big palm to caress her little face.

Her skin was as smooth as silk, but there was no temperature in the ice, like ice in winter.

”Qing Qing...”

Lu Yeming closed his thin lips and called her in a low voice.

”Lord,” then the military doctor came forward, ”Miss Jun is very strong. She hasn't slept and is sticking to it, but she's too painful. She's in a semi coma. It's hard for women to have children. She's no worse than the men we fight. It can be seen that Miss Jun loves the children in her stomach.”

Lu Yeming's eyes fell on her high belly, and her hand was always there.

Lu Yeming gently rubbed her little face with his cool fingers. ”Qingqing, wake up.”

Qing Qing.

Qingqing.

Jun Xiqing heard someone calling her. In a very low and soft voice, she seemed to wake up a little baby in her sleep.