Quick Pass: The host has no desire to survive

Chapter 294 Missy Can Have Any Bad Ideas (10)

At this moment, Bei'er clenched his back molars tightly, not letting himself show his excitement.

She saw Di Chengting suddenly pull out a silver pistol from his slender waist, and lightly held the gun with his fingertips with a long white neck. That appearance actually made her even more excited, and her blood boiled even more.

Suddenly the sun in the sky moved west a little bit, and Di Chengting, who was originally under the direct sun, was standing against the light at this moment. She squinted her eyes and could only see his tall and straight figure, and that posture was extremely ecstatic. shadows with guns.

Does he want to shoot the middle-aged man directly behind him?

But can he be sure that before the middle-aged man was shot, the main artery in her neck would not be cut off by this sharp dagger that gleamed coldly?
Bei'er was a little nervous at the moment.

After all, the present she has not left a mark on the heart of the man opposite, maybe he doesn't care about his own life or death at all.

The middle-aged man behind him was even more frightened when he saw Di Chengting playing with the silver pistol.

This man is a man who has been turned into a demon by everyone. He is cold-blooded and ruthless, and he doesn't care about other people's lives. It is useless for him to hold this girl to save his life at this moment. He can already predict that he has been shot by his silver gun. Killed the picture.

Thinking of this, the man's legs were about to wobble in fear.

Why did he sell this man for that little money, knowing that he is a devil.

"You really don't care about this girl's life?"

The corner of Di Chengting's mouth curled up, his expression indifferent, "She's not as important as my handsome documents, and..."

Having said that, he paused for a moment, and looked slightly sideways at Bei Er, "I'm afraid you have forgotten the rules of my commander—a traitor must die."

His voice is low.

There was a trace of anger in the tone.

But it still makes people feel happy.

After the middle-aged man heard these words, his slightly cloudy eyes were filled with fear and helplessness.

Prompted by this emotion, the dagger in his hand was gradually separated from Bei'er's neck by a few millimeters.

Bei'er noticed that the man on the opposite side suddenly raised the gun in his hand, aimed at the man behind him between the eyebrows, and gently pulled the trigger with his white and slender fingertips.

Just listen.

boom--

She was so shocked by the sound that her eardrums hurt. She wanted to scream, but she couldn't open her lips to make a sound. Her throat seemed to have lost its language function.

The man standing behind her on the right side fell down in response, and the blood he sprayed after being shot directly sprayed onto her delicate white cheek, and more blood stained the little dress of her precious fan .

The strong smell of blood wrapped her in the middle, she actually felt her blood was boiling and screaming, and her whole body was in an extremely excited state.

And the man standing against the light in the distance, the expression on his face is still so cold and ruthless at this moment, without any change.

Bei Er couldn't help thinking, did he not see that he was scared?

Why don't you come to comfort me?

Suddenly many soldiers appeared and carried the man away.

She glanced sideways slightly, and glanced at the lifeless corpse, her black as obsidian eyes widened little by little, her whole body was in sluggish panic, and her snow-white face had turned pale and plump. And the bloodless lips were dyed vermilion from the blood flowing from the cheeks.

Her thick and thick eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, and she opened her lips unconsciously, without making any sound——

He fell to the ground with a bang.

The moment she closed her eyes, she saw a pair of long legs wearing black leather boots, striding forward hurriedly.

There was an imperceptible smile on her lips.

when she woke up again.

When you see the snow-white ceiling and the unpleasant smell of disinfectant in the air.

She knew she was in the hospital.

Thinking of what happened before she fell into a coma, her pretty eyebrows frowned.

Alas, the strategy has not been successful yet, she will continue to work hard.

Struggling to sit up.

The tingling pain on her neck made her unable to bear the painful sound of "hissing".

She was about to caress her little white hand when she heard an extremely deep male voice say: "The wound that was bandaged just now, I advise you not to touch it."

Bei Er's little hands were frozen in mid-air, and she turned her eyes to look at the window sill.

The bright sunshine outside poured down on a tall and straight man in a black leather jacket, a pair of long legs crossed together, and his slender fingers with well-defined knuckles were reading a book. There was a pale mole, and she seemed to feel it.

His gaze moved upwards and landed on his lazy and handsome face. At this moment, his long black eyelashes drooped slightly, covering those deep and soul-stirring pupils.

"Why are you here?" The girl Ruannuo asked again with anxiety.

With a snap, Di Chengting closed the book in his hand, his deep pupils stared at her extremely coldly, and said in a low and pleasant voice, "Your suspicion has not been cleared."

Hearing his words, Bei Er blinked her big eyes in doubt, tilted her head and said, "What does Marshal Di mean, please forgive me for not understanding."

Di Chengting stood up, walked against the light and walked to Beier's hospital bed, bowed slightly and approached her, and said indifferently: "You appeared there at that time, and you were held hostage by my traitor, isn't that true? coincide."

The domineering and aggressive hormonal aura of men firmly enveloped her in the middle, and she felt a little parched.

He is so good-looking that the face-controlled Bei Er wants to throw him down. His skin color is extremely healthy wheat color, probably because he got tanned in the army, but you can see it carefully His skin is extremely delicate and smooth, and full of luster.

The exquisitely sculpted facial lines, with a bit of sharpness, made his originally handsome face become resolute.

But she didn't have time to admire his face, and what this man said made her a little angry.

This person probably has that serious disease in his head, right?

She is really a coincidence, okay?
If she knew that she would be held hostage, she would definitely not go out and stay at home.

The pain on her neck made her frown, and she raised her eyes to look at him stubbornly.

"Marshal Di, what is your basis for doubting me?"

Seeing her asking him this question calmly in her eyes, he was slightly taken aback. In fact, he didn't suspect this little girl, but for some reason, he just wanted to see what her panicked expression looked like. Unfortunately, this girl That's not the case, but calmly turned to him.

When the whole ward fell into an embarrassing situation.

There was a knock on the door of the ward.

"Knock knock knock..."

Di Chengting stood up straight, and replied indifferently: "Come in."

When he left, the domineering aura that enveloped Bei'er disappeared.

She breathed a sigh of relief inwardly.

The white ward door opened from the outside, and Chu Gu, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, walked in. When he saw Di Chengting in the ward, his gentle and handsome face froze for a moment, and then he said——

(End of this chapter)