The beauty is in my arms, the young marshal's eyes are red at night

"Who are you to say such obscene words!" Li Yao shouted angrily.

She stood up regardless, her face flushed, and she wanted to rush up and give him a few kicks.

She is timid, but does not allow others to bully her friends.

Fu Yuan grabbed her.

The Western orchestra downstairs was already seated on the stage, the lights were dimmed, and they were preparing to perform.

The first syllable sounded.

Song Huiyi smiled slightly, and to the music of jazz music, she pulled the trigger without hesitation.

boom--

Jazz music originally pays attention to rhythm and accent changes, and her shot blends perfectly with jazz music.

The bullet hit his big arm.

The muzzle of the gun was pressed against his big arm, a burning heat spread from the wound, and blood suddenly poured out.

Yan Tao screamed in pain, his face instantly turned pale, he raised his hand to cover the injured area, but within a few seconds the blood stained his entire palm and his entire arm red.

"What the hell are you doing?!" He was covered in cold sweat.

He had no strength, so he still cursed a lot, all of which were unpleasant to the ears.

Today is the most useless moment in his life!

Song Huiyi didn't seem to hear anything. She straightened up and said calmly: "Doctor Fu, please bandage him, so he doesn't bleed to death."

Shot at close range, her hands were numb with shock.

During this time, I have been practicing darts, but I have never practiced shooting guns. I still haven’t gotten used to the recoil of the pistol.

She couldn't stand such a small pistol.

Fu Yuan comforted Li Yao and stood up.

There was a special medical kit in the box, and the bodyguard went to get a basin of water. He quickly stopped the bleeding and treated Yan Tao's wounds.

Yan Tao cursed and cherished his own life, so he let Fu Yuan do whatever he wanted.

Zhou Shi sat in the middle with a slight admiration between his brows and eyes.

She never hesitates.

Whether it was the first time he met her, she shot him several times; or that day in the house in the alley, she threw the darts without hesitation; or now, she shot Yan Yan without blinking an eye. Thao's arm.

He has seen many women, most of whom are pampered, only know some methods of torture and abuse, and are not good at using guns, knives or weapons.

Those who can use these are specially trained spies.

Zhou Shi was never afraid of getting into trouble. He didn't take the second son of Hongmen seriously. He always acted openly and honestly in whatever he wanted to do.

Even if Yan Tao is killed today, it doesn't matter.

However, he did not expect Song Huiyi to shoot.

There were sounds of fighting outside the door.

Just as Zhong Yue was about to open the door to take a look, the door was kicked open first.

Adjutants Bai Su and Tan Shaoyuan were in front, and Shen Yuqing walked in from behind them in a swaggering manner.

There were two bodyguards lying behind him.

"Hey, it's so lively when I'm not around?" Shen Yuqing smiled broadly.

He neatly brushed off the wrinkles on his clothes. The iron-gray suit made him look extremely heroic. "How can you miss me in such a lively time? Huiyi, you always don't take me to have fun!"

As if he didn't notice Yan Tao, who was half sitting on the ground, he raised his foot and kicked directly towards his wound.

The wound that had just stopped bleeding was once again stained red with the white gauze.

"You damn..." Yan Tao cursed.

"Ok?"

Shen Yuqing narrowed his eyes and looked at Yan Tao dangerously, his voice darkened, "Yan Tao, who do you think you are talking to?"

Yan Tao hesitated.

He suddenly became silent like a frustrated rooster.

The young marshal of the military government, the Green Gang and the Ax Gang all gathered together. No matter how slow he reacted, he knew that he was now a piece of fish on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.

When the Tang couple saw Shen Yuqing come in, they quickly stood up and called eldest marshal in a stammering voice.

Don't even dare to look around.

Shen Yuqing's reputation is widespread, and no one is afraid of him.

"Sit down and be comfortable!"

Shen Yuqing looked around the box and twitched his lips, "It's quite lively!"

He strode up to Song Huiyi, naturally took her hand and kneaded her arm, and then tapped her shoulder, which was sore from shock.

He asked: "Did you fire the gun?"

Song Huiyi hummed.

She followed his movements and moved her arms.

"Brother-in-law! It's him. He called me Sister Song!" Li Yao shouted from the side.

When he heard the word brother-in-law, Song Huiyi's ears instantly turned red and he almost bit his tongue.

"Stop shouting!" She turned around and glared at her.

Shen Yuqing was also startled. He turned his head stiffly and looked at Li Yao sitting in the corner.

Li Yao received his gaze, which was dark and unclear. Looking at his face again, which was stern and devoid of any emotion, she subconsciously shrank towards Fu Yuan.

The two giant Buddhas, First Young Marshal and Zhou Jiuye, are both terrifying.

The most terrifying thing is that the two giant Buddhas are in this small box.

Whose temple can accommodate two giant Buddhas?

After Shen Yuqing was stunned, she felt relieved.

He was pleased by the brother-in-law's voice, his eyes bent down, and there was a proud smile at the corner of his mouth: "What are you scolding?"

"Some unpleasant words." Song Huiyi said, "I shot him and settled the score with him."

Shen Yuqing yelled, took out the gun from his waist, and decisively fired another shot in his other big arm.

He looked at Yan Tao lying on the ground in agony and whistled playfully.

"My accuracy is pretty good, and I can hit you symmetrically!"

He put away the gun and touched Song Huiyi's head, "Be good, don't talk nonsense to him next time, just cut off his tongue!"

He pulled her to sit down.

Shen Yuqing sat next to Zhou Shi, and their sitting postures were in stark contrast.

Zhou Shi sat upright, his back not touching the sofa, but as soon as he touched the sofa, he half-slumped up, like a weakling.

He was a soldier, but he didn't look like a soldier at all.

"Boss Zhou, your business is doing well. It took me a lot of effort to get in."

Shen Yuqing smiled lazily, "You open the door for business in this big city, but you still have to let me go through the back door! Why, your door is inlaid with gold, or does it say that personnel related to the military government are not allowed to enter?"

Zhou Shi snorted and asked coldly, "It's just a formality, who can stop you?"

His gaze shifted a little and fell on the hands held by the two of them.

Shen Yuqing's acumen is very strong. He understands everything and can capture every movement around him as quickly as possible.

Zhou Shi's gaze was almost the same as usual. It was only a short glance, passing by naturally, but his eyes darkened, and he gave him a warning look by touching the cigarette.

Zhou Shi had an idea for Song Huiyi!

"Why is the second son of the Yan family kneeling on the ground? Let me hear it too!" Shen Yuqing put her legs on the coffee table and knocked the glass on the table aside.

He made a small space for himself.

With so many people present, Song Huiyi ignored him.

He is used to being lazy.

The onlookers were confused, and the three of them pretended to be confused.

"Nothing exciting."

Zhou Shi said, "It just so happened that the young marshal came here. I have always heard that you are very capable, but I have never seen it with my own eyes. There is a live target right now, and there is good jazz music outside to entertain. How about we compete?"