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

Her throat rolled, and Jiang Yun stared at Feng Shaojie, who was struggling to crawl forward, with scarlet eyes, and murderous intent emerged.

Before she could speak, Shang Yan had tacitly moved her hand holding the gun to the side.

He leaned close to her cheek, his cold eyes were like arrows, aiming through the night at Feng Shaojie's left arm who was crawling forward with both hands.

There was a "bang" gunshot, and the bullet pierced his elbow impartially.

Immediately afterwards, there were two more gunshots in succession. Feng Shaojie was shot in all four limbs, collapsed on the ground and howled continuously.

At the same time, several hurried footsteps sounded behind him, and the little coal ball led people to deal with Feng Shaojie's people and rushed up all the way.

The white light from the flashlight in his hand fell on Shang Yan and Jiang Yun, and the footsteps stopped suddenly.

Under the light, the arrogant man knelt behind the girl on one knee, his tall and straight body protected her in his arms.

From their point of view, the action of the man kneeling down on one knee is domineering and pious, like a devout believer willing to surrender for the sake of the one he loves.

The light of the flashlight elongated their figures, and the black shadows embraced and merged into one under the night.

Everyone was deeply shocked by the scene before them.

There was silence for a while.

The little coal ball raised his hand to block the people who wanted to go forward, and guarded the entrance in a protective posture.

Shang Yan took Jiang Yun's hand and raised the gun to aim at Feng Shaojie's heart.

With a hoarse voice, he asked with endless patience and gentleness: "Can I do it myself?"

Jiang Yun's hand holding the gun was trembling, but she gritted her teeth and nodded.

Seeing this, Shang Yan couldn't bear it after all. After letting go of her hand, he spread his palm and held her trembling hand because of lack of strength.

Be her support point and aim at Feng Shaojie's heart for her.

Jiang Yun's eyes were already red, and with the help of Shang Yan, her index finger gradually exerted force——

"Bang" sound.

Blood splatter.

Jiang Yun seemed to be out of control, firing one shot after another until the bullets ran out and the whole world completely quieted down.

She is like a drowning person catching duckweed, panting frantically, and regaining her new life after a long absence.

The self-blame and grievances that had been weighing on her for more than two years were poured out at this moment, and she finally... Lived up to the trust.

She finally...had revenge on her master, and the pent-up pain of the past two years was like a flood that had opened its gates, rushing out in an instant, with a turbulent turmoil that would destroy the world.

The sore nose permeating from the bottom of my heart turned into tears and gathered in the eye sockets.

Shang Yan looked at the girl's twitching shoulders, while pursing his lips, he raised his hand to block her eyes.

At the same time, two lines of teardrops slid down Jiang Yun's face, and she, who had been suppressed for more than two years, completely collapsed and pressed against the breathless boulder in her heart.

He kept the last pride for her, and she seemed to have found a backbone she could rely on the moment he reached out his hand.

Turning around, she fell into Shang Yan's arms and cried like a helpless child.

Looking at the girl who threw herself into his arms, Shang Yan's heart trembled violently, and a flash of surprise flashed deep in his pupils.

Immediately, his expression softened, and he held her tightly in his arms.

Silently protect her last pride.

Jiang Yun's suppressed crying sounded sad and shocking under the night.

The people on the side couldn't stop their eyes from turning red, but they stubbornly turned their heads away to keep their tears from falling.

She didn't cry for a long time, because her physical strength was exhausted, and her spirit was highly tense and then relaxed, she passed out in Shang Yan's arms.

Shang Yan sighed, hugged him by the waist, and stood up slowly.

The girl in the dusty military uniform was huddled in the arms of the man in the neat suit, looking petite and helpless.

Her head was buried in the man's arms, only her weak breathing was rising and falling.

Shang Yan hugged her and turned around, his slender and powerful hands were firmly protecting the girl in his arms, with his tall legs and long legs oppressing his aura.

In the spotlight formed by everyone using flashlights, they walked down step by step.

Everyone made way for him one after another, but their worried eyes fell on the person in his arms, and they wanted to speak, but they were afraid of the air-conditioning around Shang Yan, so they dared not speak.

Shang Yan carried Jiang Yun into the car, ordered the driver to drive, and disappeared into the night completely.

The war that lasted for two full days and two nights gradually subsided tonight. Under the thick night, the dark clouds dispersed and the sky was full of stars.

Jiang Yun had a very long dream.

In the dream, she stumbled through the muddy road, and everyone she met laughed with her along the way.

At the end of the road, Qin Shuhuai was dressed in military uniform, looking at her with pride and satisfaction, "I knew that you would never let me down."

His smile is like the warm sun in winter, and the warmth that hits his face wraps her in the deep cold pool.

Jiang Yun's eyes were red, and she was so wronged that she didn't know what to do.

Qin Shuhuai raised his hand and saluted her.

She panicked for no reason, and wanted to reach out to grab him.

But no matter how hard she tried, his figure got farther and farther away, and finally disappeared before her eyes.

The dream dissipated, followed by severe pain in his body.

Throat was as dry as a fire.

Soreness and severe pain in the limbs.

On the hospital bed, the girl who had been in a coma for three days frowned tightly and slowly opened her eyes.

The first thing to see is the pure white roof, and there is light coming in from the window and reflecting on it.

She let out a breath, and when she heard the sound of flipping a book beside her, she turned her head and looked over.

In sight, a man in a black shirt was sitting not far from her with his legs crossed, his head bowed and he was arranging documents.

The man's profile was as cold and handsome as ever, except that the corners of his eyes were black and tired.

She stared at him intently, completely unaware of the curvature of her mouth.

Shang Yan tidied up the documents and signed them without haste, then raised his eyes and looked over with a long smile.