Pamper!Mr. Shang threw himself into a trap for love

Feng Shaojie was punched firmly in the face by her. Feeling the bloody smell that spread rapidly in his mouth, surprise and perverted surprise appeared in his eyes.

He spat out the blood with a "bah", he sneered, "I underestimated you."

After two consecutive days of intense and high-pressure combat, with her physical strength as a woman, she still had the upper hand in the battle against her.

Many men can't do this.

Feeling the pain in his cheek, Feng Shaojie restrained his expression and became completely serious.

Jiang Yun didn't give him a chance to buffer, the dagger in his hand twirled in the palm of his hand, and when Feng Shaojie raised his leg and kicked towards him, he met his attack head-on.

The dagger in his hand pierced hard into his stomach.

At the same time, she didn't escape. She was kicked in the abdomen by him, and she fell backwards to the edge of the roof and fell backwards.

Grabbing the steel bars on the side urgently, hanging in the air, Jiang Yun looked at the tall buildings behind her with a gloomy expression.

Seeing Feng Shaojie come over with steel bars, he wanted to take the opportunity to kick her downstairs.

Jiang Yun didn't have time to manage the severe pain in her abdomen, she grabbed the handrail with trembling hands, and flipped up at the moment Feng Shaojie's steel bar hit her head.

Rolling around behind Feng Shaojie on the spot, she supported the gravel ground with both hands.

With the help of the strength of the arm, the whole person bounced up, and originally wanted to kick him down.

But the other person had already turned around and saw that he was reaching out to grab her feet and die together.

Jiang Yun closed her pupils slightly, and changed her offensive at the last moment, clamping his neck with her legs instead, and flipped him hard on the ground with a rollover.

Standing up without a pause, she pressed her knees firmly against his neck, and slammed her hands into fists heavily at him.

The girl clenched her teeth, her pupils were red, every punch was filled with endless hatred and anger, madly seeking revenge, wishing to beat him to death.

Feng Shaojie was beaten by her so that there was no visible skin on his face. While struggling, he groped for the steel bar that fell aside, and smashed it on Jiang Yun's back while holding it, and managed to escape by taking the opportunity.

Jiang Yun didn't give him a chance to breathe, so she swept across the ground and tried to trip him again.

But he escaped.

Escaping from Jiang Yun's hands, Feng Shaojie realized that he couldn't fight head-to-head. His advantage was that he still had plenty of physical strength, while Jiang Yun obviously lacked physical strength after the fight just now.

No matter how strong she is, she has been fighting non-stop for two consecutive days, and now she should reach her limit.

Feng Shaojie guessed right.

If she hadn't been exhausted just now, Feng Shaojie would not have had the chance to escape.

Looking at Feng Shaojie's dark eyes, Jiang Yun also realized that he wanted to drag herself to death.

Exhaling, she propped herself up on the ground and stood up, almost rushing forward with the determination to die.

Whether it was due to the absolute execution of this mission or the original hatred for Qin Shuhuai, she had no reason to back down.

There were constant gunshots downstairs, and Jiang Yun exploded out with all her strength, biting her back molars and hitting hard again and again.

The sky gradually darkened, but Jiang Yun was finally unable to support herself, and was kicked by Feng Shaojie without realizing it, and she flew upside down, slamming her whole body on the stone pillar.

She raised her eyes, her scarlet pupils were fixed on Feng Shaojie, her eyes were full of unwillingness, but she didn't even have the strength to raise her hand.

Feng Shaojie had injuries all over his body. If Jiang Yun lasted another minute, I'm afraid he would have confessed here.

Seeing Jiang Yun at this moment, he was furious and hated like never before, and walked towards her step by step with a steel pipe and dragging his heavy steps.

A sinister sneer came out of his mouth: "I didn't expect it, but you fell into my hands in the end."

He limped closer, dragging his leg that was nearly broken by Jiang Yun, and kept prodding her: "Qin Shuhuai died in my hands."

"His proudest subordinate is about to die here."

"This steel pipe in my hand will be inserted directly from the top of your head."

"Let you clearly feel the despair before death, just like the moment he was surrounded by the explosion."

Jiang Yun curled up in front of the pillar, beads of sweat mixed with someone's blood on her forehead.

I wanted to move, but my whole body was so heavy that I couldn't lift a finger.

Seeing Feng Shaojie approaching step by step, she hid her hand behind her back, holding a miniature bomb in her hand from an angle that Feng Shaojie could not see.

The explosion was not powerful, but killing two people was not a problem.

There was no fear or flinch on her pale face, even a little relieved.

She also has her own worries and people she cares about, but from the moment she returned to the border, she was ready not to go back.

She was the one who deserved to die back then, and it was Qin Shuhuai who sacrificed his life for her. Being able to get here is a great deal for her.

Regardless of whether it was because of Qin Shuhuai or the safety of the motherland, she could not let Feng Shaojie leave alive.

Feng Shaojie had no idea what he was about to face, and limped towards Jiang Yun.

When he was five steps away from her, Feng Shaojie suddenly widened his eyes and stopped.

Jiang Yun's body froze, thinking that Feng Shaojie had noticed the bomb hidden behind her, and used all her strength to prepare for the final fight.

However, in the next second, a pair of hands pressed her shoulders from behind.

At the same time, the man's big hot hand held the bomb she hid behind her.

Jiang Yun turned her head in a panic, but bumped into a pair of dark and sharp eyes.

The man knelt beside her on one knee, with nameless anger and joy shining in the depths of his pupils.

Quietly withdrawing the miniature bomb from her hand, Shang Yan looked up at Feng Shaojie who was about to escape.

Facing the sudden appearance of Shang Yan, Feng Shaojie's smug face just a second ago turned into panic and panic, and he turned around and wanted to run.

Shang Yan sneered, and put the gun in Jiang Yun's hand.

Kneeling behind her on one knee, he held her in his arms.

His broad hands wrapped the girl's hand stained with blood and dust, and the original face could not be seen.

The slender and well-proportioned index finger supported the girl's trembling index finger and placed it on the trigger.

His breath lingered in her ears, and his black pupils were indifferent.

Wrapping the girl's hand with his big hand, he slowly raised the gun in his hand and aimed at Feng Shaojie's leg.

With a "bang" gunshot, the bullet pierced Feng Shaojie's right leg, and blood splashed down. He wailed and knelt straight on the ground.

Jiang Yun, who was shocked by the recoil of the bullet, pressed closer and closer to his chest, and the twitching of her fingers spread all over her body.

Behind Jiang Yun is Shang Yan's burning chest and violent heartbeat, and in front of her is the cool night breeze and the man holding her hands.

Her mind was blank, only at the moment when the gunshot sounded, her slack eyes gradually focused on fierceness.

A heart is beating wildly at this moment, as if it wants to break through the chest and shake off all shackles.