I'm all set, you don't even want to fuck me

During the stalemate, there was a knock on the door of the room.Zheng Qingqing stood at the door and followed Li Shen, Yan Yiming's eyes darkened, and he tucked the quilt for Cong Jun: "Go to bed early."

After going out, Li Shen lit a cigarette for Yan Yiming: "The man has been found, and he is hiding in a broken house on the outskirts of Beicheng."

"Go and have a look." Yan Yiming took a few steps, exhaled a puff of cigarettes and turned to look at Zheng Qingqing: "Say less of what needs to be said, don't fan the flames."

Zheng Qingqing smiled, she didn't say anything, she just told a few more false lies on the basis of the truth.

And Mr. Cong was easily fooled by those few words.

It was three or four o'clock in the morning when Li Shen followed Yan Yiming and brought a dozen people to the destination where he got the news.Darkness shrouded the entire forest, and stars came from the depths of the forest.

Yan Yiming stood beside the car shaking the cigarette ash, raised his hand and gestured.

A dozen people rushed into the woods. Yan Yiming took the pistol and bullets from Li Shen and walked in. Seeing Li Shen following behind, his voice was a bit cold: "How is your marksmanship?"

Li Shen came from S City and was thrown by Yan Yiming to practice marksmanship with Yan Ruohao. After all, when Yan’s family was no better than when he was a gangster in S City, if he didn’t know how to use a gun, he was a living target for others. .

"It's okay..." Li Shen replied weakly, feeling a little guilty.

He came from S city just to have a place in Yan's family, so he doesn't have to continue to be a gangster on the street.But...he has only learned this marksmanship for a few months, so it is impossible to hit every shot.

Just as he was about to say something, a gunshot sounded, and there seemed to be the sound of someone falling to the ground in the darkness.Yan Yiming hid sideways behind a tree, held the gun, advanced the bullet, and pulled the trigger. Looking at Li Shen behind him, he raised his chin: "Go over there and wait."

Before Li Shen could react, Yan Yiming had already moved to another location, winked at the others, and waved his hand to instruct them to move separately.

Taking advantage of the moonlight, Yan Yiming raised his hand and aimed at the person behind the tree and fired a few times. The person fired a few times with his backhand. When Yan Yiming caught up with the pistol, there was only a pool of blood on the ground.

Walking into the depths of the forest along the blood trail, footsteps sounded behind him in the quiet night engulfed by darkness, and then there was the sound of the trigger being pulled.

Yan Yiming stood where he was, and was about to turn around slowly when he heard a voice: "Don't move, put the gun down."

Yan Yiming slowly put down the gun according to the instructions, and turned his back to the person behind him: "Did you leak the Yan family stronghold?"

"What is Yan Ershao talking about? Didn't the people around you leak it?" Yan Yiming frowned displeased at the knowingly questioning tone of the people behind him.

"Su Hui did a good job, use Mr. Cong as a shield." Yan Yiming turned around slowly, looking at the strange face in front of him, he couldn't remember where he had seen it in Yan's house.

If it's just a little guy, it's impossible to collect so many stronghold data and then destroy it.

"Who sold the news to you?" Yan Yiming frowned, and he didn't look flustered at the gunpoint, his dark eyes were staring at the person in front of him as if he was staring at prey.

"Don't you know who sold it to me?" The man smiled and pulled the trigger: "It's a pity that person said that you must die here today."

Yan Yiming stared at the pistol closely, the action of the man pulling the pistol seemed to be in slow motion in Yan Yiming, and then there was a "bang".

There was a sound in the woods, and the man looked at Yan Yiming in disbelief, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and the hand holding the gun just fell to his knees vertically.

Not far away, Mr. Cong was holding a pistol on his chest, his hands trembling slightly, his forehead was covered with sweat, and he seemed to be relieved to see the man fall down.

When the wind blew, his body became even hotter. Looking at Yan Yiming's approaching figure with blurred vision, Mr. Cong closed his eyes and fell into Yan Yiming's arms.

Holding the abnormally warm body in his arms, Yan Yiming took off his coat and wrapped it tightly around Cong Jun. With deep eyes, he watched Li Shen rushing past him: "Clean up the place, I'm leaving first."

Li Shen was slow in responding and said yes.

In the villa, Zheng Qingqing woke up in a daze, looked at the shattered cup and the downed guard, gritted her teeth, kicked the fainted guard around her, and saw the waking guard stomp her foot hard as if to vent: "Trash, a few people can't even deal with a man."