Help! The evil boss of flash marriage is made to blush every day

As Shen Xian moved forward, she saw the fork in the road that Chu Xiang was talking about. Just as she was about to set off, she noticed several tall men standing at the fork in the road. They were shirtless and had a tiger head tattoo. They all looked fierce.

They saw her too and slowly approached her.

One of the men asked: "Boss, is this the bitch?"

The leader looked at Shen Geng and then at the photo on his phone: "That's her!"

Shen Xian's heart thumped, and he tried to calm down and tried to negotiate: "Who are you? Do we have any grudges? We all do things for money, let me go, the price is easy to negotiate."

Judging from the meaning in their words, they should not be from the Ye family.

The leader laughed loudly: "You are quite brave, little girl. It's a pity that you offended someone you shouldn't have offended. I'm afraid you won't be able to return to Mingcheng."

Deep in Shen Xian's black and white eyes were thoughts. What they said was: You can't go back to Mingcheng.

It means that the person behind it is from Mingcheng and does not want him to go back.

Shen Xian took a few steps back and tried to deal with it: "Brothers, as long as you let me go, I'll pretend I haven't seen you today, okay? I will pay five times that person's price for my own life."

The leader: "It's a pity. Your conditions are very tempting, but our Qinghu Gang is the most trustworthy. You are destined to not be able to leave today."

Shen Xian's face was extremely pale. She looked in front of her and then behind her. If she delayed any longer, the Ye family would catch up. There was really no worse situation than now.

Qinghu Gang: "Let's fight quickly."

Their claws were grabbing at Shen Geng.

Then there was a scream.

The man's finger was cut off.

The blood splashed onto her face, still warm.

In Shen Xian's hand, she held the self-defense dagger that Chu Xiang had given her, and the blade was still dripping with blood as thin as a cicada's wing.

Her expression was cold, as cold as the winter plum blossoms in the twelfth lunar month, and she looked down upon them: "I told you, I just want to go through here."

The members of the Qinghu Gang were completely angered: "Brothers, come on."

Shen Geng used almost all the skills she had learned in the army. Since she couldn't do it softly, she had to be tough. She wanted to fight a bloody path for herself and her children.

There was a pain in her back, and someone kicked her. She stabbed her hard in the back, and the man was also stabbed.

The Qinghu Gang was stunned by her attack, which injured a thousand enemies and caused eight hundred losses to herself.

Two people came to restrain her, but when Shen Xian tried to dodge, she was hit in the stomach. She felt severe pain in her abdomen and her movements became sluggish.

Just like this, the leader was restrained from behind by the leader. Shen Ji used all his strength to quickly retreat and hit the back wall. The man's body hit him, and Shen Ji bit his hand and took the opportunity. Break free.

Shen Xian didn't know how long he had been fighting. He just felt that at this moment, time was so long...

She kept dodging and attacking, trying to find a breakthrough. Unfortunately, there were so many of them that she was about to run out of strength.

The Qinghu Gang seemed to notice this, and their attacks turned into teasing, as if they were waiting for the moment when Shen Geng was completely exhausted.

Shen Xian was punched from behind by someone unknown. She staggered a few steps and fell to the ground. At the last moment, she knelt on one knee and the dagger was deeply inserted into the ground.

People from the Qinghu Gang joked: "Are you still fighting? Hahaha, grandpas are with me."

The thing that makes Shen Xian's heart chill the most is not that she can't beat him, but that she feels that her pants are wet and hot. The child...

hehehe...

She suddenly laughed.

The cold wind blew by, and the woman's laughter, which was originally like a silver bell, now mixed with the sound of the wind, became particularly cold and shrill.

Shen Xian raised his head, his hair was messy, and his face was stained with dirt and blood. Only his eyes were frighteningly black, with thick red bloodshot streaks in the whites of his eyes, crossing everyone's face like they were threatening their lives. The devil.

"What are you looking at?"

Regardless of the pain in his body, Shen Xian gritted his teeth and cried with blood: "I want to remember each of your faces, and you will all be buried with my children in the future!"

The members of the Qinghu Gang were stunned by her words for a few seconds. Suddenly, a younger brother shouted: "Boss, someone seems to be coming."

The leader: "It's the Ye family, we are no match for the Ye family, retreat!"

"Yes!"

Shen Xian was still kneeling on one knee and maintaining the same position. She was either motionless or unable to move. She had lost strength due to excessive blood loss and was about to collapse at any time.

Tears fell down and melted into the soil, the child... her child...

Shen Xian looked back at Ye Qingwu who was coming over. The Ye family and the Qinglong Gang were all the executioners of her child.

Ye Qingwu looked at Shen Yan kneeling there in embarrassment, and felt happy in her heart. Although she didn't know what happened to her, she was still there.

"Give me arrest her."

The voice just fell.

Suddenly there was a roar in the sky, and countless gunshots were fired in all directions. Many of the Ye family members in the front row were killed by random bullets.

I saw three helicopters hovering in the sky. As they gradually landed, huge air waves rolled up the dirt.

The blow made the person's hair messy and his steps seemed to take a few steps back.

Ye Qingwu raised her hand to block the huge air wave. She looked up and saw a man getting off the helicopter.

The man was wearing a black jacket, which made his figure tall and tall, and the corners of his clothes were blown out. He had a face like a god, with delicate facial features with oriental characteristics, especially the tear mole in the corner of his eye, which was both evil and charming. And sexy.

The man's movements showed laziness and arrogance, as if he didn't care about anyone.

Ye Qingwu could hear her heart suddenly beating violently.

Unfortunately, the man never looked at him.

Rong Yan's eyes scanned lazily, and with just one glance, he locked onto the girl not far away.

The girl was kneeling on the ground with her back to him, but just from her back, Rong Yan recognized the person who was unforgettable to him.

The girl seemed to notice something and slowly turned around. When she saw him, she smiled like an iris. There was paleness and endless pain in that smile.

There was color on her face, and a bright red wound added a touch of coquettishness to her paleness.

Rong Yan took a few steps and suddenly stopped. He saw the woman's figure crumbling, falling to the ground like a butterfly with broken wings.

His pupils turned dark, his back became stiff, and his steps when he ran were messed up.

He picked her up, and his voice was somewhat hesitant: "Jiaojiao, don't scare me, Jiaojiao..."

The body of the girl in his arms was very cold, and the coolness seemed to penetrate into his body, pervasively.

Rong Yan felt a warmth in the palm of his hand. He took his hand out from under her body. His hand was covered with blood and was still hot.

His blood-stained hands began to tremble, and for a moment, his breathing slowed down. The blood all over his body flowed backwards, and his expression was almost crazy: "Jiaojiao——"

There was endless cramping in his heart, and this pain seemed to swallow him up.