A Different Husband Every Day

Are you afraid? Rong Fan touched his head with a loving smile.

Rong Shu shook his little head, meaning his father: Not afraid.

With his father around, he is not afraid.

Rong Fan's smile deepened. At this time, two bullets were shot towards them. He pressed Rong Shu into his arms, his gentle eyes were extremely sharp in an instant, and he fired a shot at the place where the shots came from, and immediately hugged Rong Shu with one hand. Qi Rong Shu walked forward along the smooth wall.

The Sun family has not been sold in these years, and because of Rong Fan's mischief, he has been staying here to wait for Sun Zhuo. Rong Fan knows the secret way down here like the back of his hand, and even made some tricks.

Originally, his plan was not this way, but Sun Zhuo kept pushing him and Rong Shu in this direction.

He hadn't figured out Sun Zhuo's purpose yet, Sun Zhuo didn't count the casualties, even after knowing that his father had died long ago, he didn't even want his life, and he wanted to die with Rong Fan and his son.

Soon he and Rong Shu were forced to a dead end, but the gunshots from behind were getting closer and closer, and Sun Zhuo's voice was getting closer and closer: Young Master Rong, you think you can choose my old house, but you can still get it? Escape from birth?

Rong Fan listened to the sound, and when Sun Zhuo's footsteps were about to turn around, he bumped against the wall behind him, and the floor under his feet sank like an elevator. Sun Zhuo turned around and saw Rong Fan Fan only had his forehead on top, and his face was instantly ferocious. He raised his hand and shot, but hit the wall. When he ran over with his shot leg, Rong Fan and Rong Shu were no longer below.

Regardless of his leg injury, he jumped straight down, only to find that it was a secret passage, and one of the exits of the secret passage was facing the deserted thousand-square-meter garden of the Sun family outside.

When he chased him out, where was the figure of Rong Fan and his son?

The surrounding weeds are taller than people, and they are very lush, blocking the line of sight, but Sun Zhuo is sure that Rong Fan and his son are hiding here. gas.

Following the bloody smell, he could only roughly know which direction it was, but couldn't locate it. He moved vigilantly towards the direction of the breath.

There was a rustling sound as his body passed through the tall weeds. Rong Fan closed his eyes, his hand holding the gun trembled slightly, and he held his breath listening to the sound getting closer.

When Sun Zhuo was only five steps away from Rong Fan, there was a sound behind Sun Zhuo. He turned his head quickly and saw Rong Shu's small body running forward. He pointed his gun at Rong Shu.

boom!

With a loud noise, Rong Shu threw himself to the ground in an instant, but Sun Zhuo froze in place, blood burst from his chest and heart.

Enduring the severe pain and black eyes, he turned his head with difficulty, saw Rong Fan standing behind him with his gun raised, and before he could utter a word, he fell to the ground.

Rong Fan didn't have time to pay attention to him, so he passed him and ran towards Rong Shu. Seeing his small body undulating on the ground, Rong Fan couldn't breathe out until he felt scared away. Re-homing.

Lifting his soft steps, he pulled his son up, his face was cold: I'm not going to be an example.

He was really scared out of his wits just now. He hid Rong Shu aside, knowing that he couldn't hide the bloody smell on his body, and didn't want his child to be in danger. But this little guy had a big idea and took the initiative to lure him away with his voice behind his back. Sun Zhuo.

God knows if he reacts a little slower, or if he doesn't expect Rong Shu to do this, the consequences will be disastrous...