Dressed as the villain's cannon fodder daughter

The young man let out a disdainful snort from his nasal cavity.

He squinted, and Lu Qianxun's bright and clear face was magnified in his sight.

Seeing that the other party was silent, Lu Qianxun stretched out his left hand to take off his mask, and just touched the mask with his fingertips.

In an instant, the other party stepped on Lu Qianxun's foot.

"hiss--"

Lu Qianxun let out a cry of pain, let go of the hand that had been restraining him, and then kicked the other leg away with the other foot.

The boy's leg was kicked violently, and he hit the thick wall directly.

boom--

The pain in his legs came from his heart, and there was a slight cold sweat on his forehead.

The boy looked at her warily with a gloomy expression.

This woman is very powerful, more powerful than he imagined.

He didn't expect that she could easily unload his magazine, and even pinned him on the sink.

It's a shame to be treated like this by a woman!

Lu Qianxun's mind was running fast, his black eyebrows were furrowed, he calmed down and relieved the pain, and a sharp and gloomy color gradually overflowed from his deep eyes.

"The Huo family?"

When he heard this sentence, the boy's pupils shrank, and there was a slight strangeness in his pupils, but the moment was fleeting.

He snorted and said contemptuously, "I'm the one who wants your life!"

After saying that, the young man clenched his fingers tightly and attacked the opponent again.

Frost condensed on Lu Qianxun's delicate face.

The boy was clasped by the girl's slender fingers, locked his shoulders, grabbed his wrists, and made a beautiful vertical throw.

The boy's pupils trembled, and the severe pain from his body felt like it was reaching his bone marrow.

Lu Qianxun lowered his gaze, looked condescendingly at the people at his feet for two seconds, and snorted coldly, "With your strength, you still dare to come and kill me, it's ridiculous!"

There was a chill in her eyes, as clear as autumn water, as cold as profound ice.

The surrounding air seemed to be frozen, leaving no room for breathing.

The young man stood up quickly, his pupils were like cold pools, and he stared at her coldly.

But his mouth smelled bloody, and he spat out blood immediately.

Lu Qianxun's sight touched the pistol not far from his footsteps, as well as the clips at his feet.

She bent down to pick up the magazine on the ground, slightly raised her eyelids, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

This smile is cold and chilling.

The boy looked at the girl with a smile on her face, a few strands of messy hair were scattered on her face, her lips were red and her teeth were white.

She was beautiful, breathtakingly beautiful, the kind of beauty that makes men obsessed.

Master Huo likes this woman!

She is the scourge of their Huo family!

The boy was aroused by the girl to arouse the hostility hidden in his bones, and his chest rose and fell with his breathing.

He understands a truth, the more beautiful a woman is, the more dangerous she is!

This is the woman in front of me!

Lu Qianxun's eyes darkened a little, and he didn't talk nonsense with him, and attacked him with the magazine in one hand.

Fast and hard!

The two wrestled together again.

The young man was able to cope at first, but gradually fell into a disadvantage.

Lu Qianxun hit the opponent's waist and abdomen with a fierce fist, then raised his leg and kicked sideways, and kicked hard at his head with his toes.

The young man quickly raised his hand to block, and the strong wind filled the air in his ears.

He slammed into the wall next to the window again with a "bang".

Lu Qianxun quickly slid and jumped over, then picked up the pistol with the silencer on the ground, and quickly put the magazine back into the gun.

Seeing this, the boy's pupils shrank suddenly, and his heart skipped a beat.

He hurriedly dragged his injured body, jumped out of the window and fled.

Seeing that he was about to run away, Lu Qianxun raised his pistol, took aim, and pulled the trigger.

The whole process is very fast and can't be avoided.

The bullet lodged in the boy's back shoulder.

The boy let out a muffled snort for a moment.

Lu Qianxun quickly rushed to the window, aiming the pistol down, but she found that the man had already jumped into the bathroom on the lower floor.

All of a sudden, there was gloom between the exquisite brows.

hateful!

Lu Qianxun quickly raised his feet and walked outside the toilet, only to find that the outer door of the toilet was locked from the inside, no wonder she was the only one in the toilet.

Lu Qianxun opened the door and walked out quickly.

The moment the man's indifferent eyes looked at the girl coming out, there was a little more warmth.

Chen Zhen and others who waited outside for a long time looked at the girl who came out with a gun, and saw her expression was gloomy.

Chen Zhen hurriedly shouted: "Miss, what's the matter? What's the matter with the gun in your hand?"

Because the girl had just touched her hands, her black hair was messy, giving off a somewhat lazy and charming style.

"Chihiro!"

Fu Siming paused and frowned.

"Chen Zhen, lead people to quickly blockade this building. I was attacked by a man just now. I shot him in the back of the shoulder and fled downstairs."

As soon as the words came out, everyone was startled.

Fu Siming's pupils shrank suddenly, he held his breath slightly, stepped forward in fear, held the girl's arm, and caught her with dark eyes, "Chihiro, are you injured? Tell me!"

Lu Qianxun shook his head, "I'm fine."

Then he looked at Chen Zhen who was still in a daze, and scolded, "Hurry up!"

The whole place was silent.

Chen Zhen hurriedly took Lu Jiu and Lu Yingwei to arrest them.

Fu Siming turned his head to look at his subordinates, "Seventeen!"

Seventeen: "Young Master, I understand."

Shi Qi took out his mobile phone and held it to his ear, and hurriedly followed Lu Yingwei.

After everyone left, Fu Siming hugged Lu Qianxun into his arms. He was extremely anxious, and he gritted his teeth and paused, "But you have only been separated for a while, and you are in danger."

"Fu Siming, don't look down on me, okay?"

Fu Siming hugged the girl even tighter, and said hoarsely, "I've never looked down on you, but you're always getting hurt, I'm afraid, Lu Qianxun."

Speaking of this, he could hardly control his usual cold temper, and a cold emotion flashed in his dark eyes.

"Fu Siming, I started a family at the age of ten, and I think I'm no worse than you." Lu Qianxun broke free from Fu Siming's shackles, mockingly.

In her previous life, her grandfather taught her thorough etiquette, and taught her to plan and make secret decisions.

Grandpa Xiong taught her to fight in close quarters, and how to use various mechanical guns...

Standing behind him, Wu Mo frowned slightly, and lowered his eyelids, covering the emotions in his eyes.

"I know you are worried about me, but you have to trust me." Lu Qianxun raised his eyes and glanced at his handsome face, took a deep breath, and his face turned cloudy, "Fu Siming, I can protect myself .”

Fu Siming was silent for two seconds, then grabbed her waist again, and held her in his arms.

Without warning, Fu Siming pressed her lips fiercely and fiercely in the next second, sealing them with his lips.

Lu Qianxun's whole body was tense, and his heart was beating a bit violently. When he came back to his senses, he hurriedly broke away from the man's kiss.

"Fu Siming!"

Lu Qianxun took half a step back, pointed his index finger at him, and pointed the pistol tightly held in his right hand at him.

Seeing this, Fu Siming raised his eyebrows.

Lu Qianxun hurriedly lowered his hand, bit his back molars, "You are really enough!"

After speaking, she lifted her foot and left.

Zuo An glanced at the man, and immediately followed him.

Fu Siming froze in place, his eyes closely following her slender figure.

Wu Mo stepped forward, "Young Master, you shouldn't have..."

Fu Siming glanced at him with his head tilted, his dark eyes were sharp and cold, with a sense of oppression.

Just a glance, straight to the heart.

Wu Mo hurriedly lowered his head, silent like a cicada.