V2.Chapter 645 (2/2)

”Believe it or not, I'll ask you for the last time, who is this girl?” In the face of Wang Fan's out of control mood, Wang Yue's voice is still cold, with no intention of comforting him.

”Bada”

On the roof of the balcony behind Wang Fan, there was a very clear crash.

”Who?”

Wang Yue, who stands opposite to Wang Fan, shouts and takes out the gun under the rib.

”Whoosh”

The sound of the ribbon rubbing against the air came, followed by a red ribbon flying in from the ceiling of the balcony.

The red ribbon seems to have long eyes, and it twines on Wang Yue's hand holding the gun. Wang Yue's face changes in a moment.

”Take the gun!”

Seeing that she was under control, Wang Yue yelled at Wang Fan and threw the gun to Wang Fan.

All this happened in a short time, all happened between the lightning and flint.

Wang Fan, a slow-moving man, grabs the gun Wang Yue throws to him. With the gun in his hand, he rushes to the balcony. The muzzle of the gun follows the red ribbon on the roof and aims directly at the top of the roof.

”It's you?”

Wang Fan, leaning out of the balcony, was stunned at the people on the roof. He opened his mouth in surprise and looked at each other with his eyes straight.

”Well! You're pointing a gun at me for this old woman! ”

Squatting on the roof of the snow, staring at Wang Fan, face warm angry expression, has shown her mood.

Hearing the words of Qian Xue, Wang Fan quickly put away the weapons in his hand and said with concern: ”Qian Xue, you hurry down, this is the top floor. If you fall down, you will get hurt.”

”I don't want it! I love being here! ” Swing the horsetail on the head, thousand snow pout a mouth to put a pair of angry appearance.

At this time, Wang Yue, who has untied the red ribbon, also comes to the balcony. She grabs the weapon in Wang Fan's hand and raises her hand to aim at the snow on the roof.

Seeing that Wang Yue was about to shoot, Wang Fan quickly hugged her arm and said in a loud voice, ”I can't, I can't, this is Qianxue, it's my own person!”

”Who and she are our own? She just cursed me to death! Wang Fan, get out of the way. I'll see if she can kill me today! ” Sitting on the roof of the snow, not because of the face of the muzzle and timid, but very arrogant in the challenge.

Wang Yue on the balcony is hugged by Wang Fan, and listening to the provocation of Qianxue on the roof, she is almost mad, but her strength is not as strong as Wang Fan, and she can't break away from Wang Fan's control.

”Wang Fan, please let go, otherwise, don't blame me for being merciless.” Wang Yue shouts angrily from Wang Fan.

”Wang Yue, you really can't do it. Listen to me, she's one of her own. She's really one of her own!” Wang Fan anxiously explained.

Looking at the two people on the balcony, Qian Xue said with disdain: ”what to install, I don't believe this gun can make a sound!”