Charming warm marriage: Yu Shao, please respect yourself

In anxiety and fear, Qiao Xuehan even wanted to run out in the face of a hail of bullets, to pick apart the corpses bit by bit, and check if there was A Huan's corpse among them.

Fortunately, there are people with a little spiritual state like Zhu Linjing and Sister Ling beside her. Through their reminders, Qiao Xuehan escaped from the madness of worrying about A Huan, calmed down and listened carefully to the direction of the sound of the ammunition. .

Here, it must be very close to the position where the two sides are fighting.

Regardless of whether there was A Huan among those corpses, if she ran out so rashly, the two parties who still couldn't tell the difference between enemy and friend would immediately beat her into a sieve.

Just when Qiao Xuehan was extremely anxious, several people appeared about ten meters away, tense with swords.

"Don't shoot again! Put the gun on the ground!" One of them held a young woman in his hands, with fierce eyes, showing a fierce face ready to strike at any time.

The men on the opposite side were dressed in military uniforms, and they were full of fierce and decisive murderous aura. Not only were the weapons in their hands, but also the eyes they projected made people feel terrified.

The other party didn't take any action because of his threatening words. The gangster seemed to feel that he had been humiliated. He snorted coldly and turned his head slightly to one side behind him.

"Pass me the knife."

As soon as his words fell, his man with excellent eyesight immediately handed out a sharp Swiss army knife. The man snorted coldly, and put the sharp end of the knife on the woman's neck with a frantic expression.

While breathing, a blood-soaked wound appeared between the woman's clean and slender neck, and even the woman was frightened by the sudden pain in the neck and gasped.

"Put down the gun!"

The eyes of the man confronting the gangster were filled with indifference and darkness that others did not understand. Even when he was forced to order everyone behind him to put down their guns, there was still a sense of masculinity in his eyes.

She, Qiao Xuehan, knew all the confronting forces in front of her and the hostages!Even she herself couldn't figure out why these two parties suddenly appeared here!
The hostage in the middle is naturally Luo Linghuan who left earlier.Although she was captured, she still survived, which already made Qiao Xuehan feel ecstatic.

As for the gangster Qiao Yanfeng, shouldn't he have been punished by the law?How can you break free from everything and appear here now?

At this moment, with Qiao Yanfeng's sneer, the situation in the arena has become heated.

Just when Qiao Xuehan was still surprised, Sister Ling raised her hand with narrowed eyes to see the timing, ordered the people under her to disperse carefully, and surrounded Qiao Yanfeng from every corner...

Watching the actions of Sister Ling's people, Qiao Xuehan couldn't help but hold her breath, waiting for the development of the matter quietly with fear.

"You all back off!"

Seeing Zheng Chengyu and the others put down their weapons, Qiao Yanfeng, who thought he had lost a big threat, immediately snorted coldly and yelled at everyone.

Just as Zheng Chengyu took a slight step back, he sensed something was wrong, his brows gradually frowned, and there seemed to be a faint murderous intent in the air...

What was quite strange was that this imperceptible killing intent was not directed at them. In a trance, he even found a ray of care and worry in the killing intent that he was not sure about.

Is she here?
Just as this possibility arose in his mind, Zheng Chengyu's eyes suddenly lit up, and he glanced at the captured Luo Linghuan, as if confirming something.

Therefore, as he stepped back, he gestured lightly with his hands behind his back.

"Now, we've backed off. You can let her go."

Even though Zheng Chengyu had discovered a potential helper, his face still attracted Qiao Yanfeng's full energy without being humble or overbearing, and displayed the expression of worrying about Luo Linghuan vividly and exquisitely.

Glancing at Zheng Chengyu's insignificant retreat, Qiao Yanfeng snorted coldly, and said angrily, "Zheng Chengyu! You guys have retreated less than ants, are you kidding me? Back me up to [-] meters now!" Otherwise, I will kill Luo Linghuan immediately!"