The sweet wife is too fierce: Mr. Lu, get out of here!

Just as Zhong Su was about to chase after him with a gun, a bullet hit the wall behind him suddenly. Without the slightest hesitation, he bent down and hid immediately.

And at this moment, the sound of going upstairs came from outside, and it could be heard that there was more than one person.

Without any hesitation in Zhong Su's heart, he jumped out of the window, bent over and rolled down from the second floor, and following his movements, there were continuous gunshots.

Zhong Su's heart tightened suddenly, where did these people come from?
But the situation no longer allowed him to think about it any longer. He held the gun and raised his hand to shoot back. At the same time, he rolled into the green grass beside him, and the sound of gunfire followed.

He gritted his teeth, feeling that from the moment he caught Qiao Anhao, everything seemed so weird and messed up.

Touching the whip pinned to his waist, Zhong Su successfully walked around behind the two big men along the grass. Without the slightest hesitation, Zhong Su struck out with the short whip in his hand and wrapped it around the tall man's neck. The other hand raised his hand and shot the person next to him, directly ending his life.

The huge gunshots naturally alarmed the people who had already entered the room. Zhong Su didn't care about anything else, so he could only make a quick decision. The short whip in his hand became more forceful. He raised his hand and stuffed the gun into the man's mouth Pulling the trigger killed him too.

Warm blood splattered on his face, but he didn't move at all, he stopped and ran to the car beside him.

"Bang bang bang!"

The bullet hit the car and made a loud noise, making Zhong Su's drive a little crooked, almost hitting a tree beside him, but he stepped on the accelerator even more to speed up the car even faster.

They found that Zhong Su had run away, and they all got out of the house, got into the car and chased after them. The group of people just disappeared into the night.

On the roof, Qiao Anhao looked at the vehicles that could no longer be seen. Qiao Anhao secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She looked at the people beside her with complicated expressions, and didn't know how to speak for a while. .

All of them thought that Wen Shiyi was dead, but in fact he was still alive and well, as if he had disappeared.

That head of white hair looks like a head of silver thread, which is extraordinarily abrupt and obvious in the dark night. The face that has not changed a bit is still calm and indifferent, and the eyes are even more deep, as if there is no bottom to look at. Like a deep pool, it was extraordinarily cold.

"It's time to go." Wen Shiyi withdrew his gaze from a distance, and he didn't seem too friendly to Qiao Anhao, on the contrary, there was a sense of coldness inside.

The strange tone made An Hao tremble inexplicably, she was chilled, she bit her lip and did not speak, but followed Wen Shiyi's steps and got down from the roof.

The two stood in place, An Hao rubbed her shoulders with both hands, and asked, "Brother Shi Yi, where is your car?"

After thinking about it, Qiao Anhao felt that this was not a place to talk, and looking at Wen Shiyi's appearance, it seemed that she didn't want to talk too much with her, which surprised Qiao Anhao but understood.

Although she was not there at the time, she knew that Wen Liang said a lot of exaggerated things, otherwise Wen Shiyi would not have chosen to die with Situ Yan so decisively, obviously he could have escaped.

But he chose a dead end.