Secret Service Wife

Qianlong slept until midnight, when he suddenly heard someone knock on the door, he groaned and turned over and continued to sleep, but the knock on the door continued, Qianlong called Yu Qing irritably: "Yu Qing, go and see who is knocking on the door!"

However, after waiting for a long time, there was still no response to the information. The knock on the door continued. Qianlong got up irritably, turned on the light, got out of bed, put on his slippers, and opened the door. He asked, "Who, what's the matter so late?"

After knowing it, I realized that knocking on the door in the middle of the night was very strange. Qianlong stopped at the door, and the people outside were still knocking on the door. Qianlong's hairs stood on end in an instant, and he stammered and asked, "Who?"

Still no one answered outside, Qianlong went to the kitchen to find a kitchen knife, then came to the door, opened the door carefully, and waited for the gangster to enter the door, he would chop it up, but as soon as he raised his knife, he saw that the visitor was covered in blood. Blood!

Suddenly fell in front of Qianlong's eyes, Qianlong was stunned, put down the kitchen knife, and saw that it was his uncle, Qianlong's expression froze instantly, he pulled Li Hong and walked towards the sofa, the ground was covered with blood, as if he had committed suicide It's as if people want to destroy their corpses and wipe out their traces.

Qianlong went to call out Yu Qing, who was still cursing: "Fuck! Brother Long, are you going to die soon! It's already midnight!"

Qianlong said: "If I live in peace, my uncle will die! Hurry up!"

Yu Qing was stunned, and got up from the bed in an instant. Qianlong closed the door tightly, and then took an alcohol lamp and a dagger to disinfect. He visually inspected that there were at least three entrances for small-caliber bullets in his body. If he couldn't die, he and Yu Qing can help him out.

Yu Qing got up and took a look, and was instantly confused, and asked Qianlong: "Brother, what happened to him?"

Qianlong said expressionlessly: "He was confiscated into a honeycomb by the four major forces, you find him something to bite in his mouth, and then go to clean up the blood on the door and stairs."

Yu Qing immediately took the mop and left, the smell of blood was everywhere in the house.

Qianlong aired the sterilized dagger, and said to the person lying on the sofa: "It will hurt a lot, you have to endure it, don't scream, or the three of us will have a hard time."

Li Hong looked at Qianlong in a daze, and whispered in his mouth: "An Zhan..."

Qianlong: "..." For the sake of his injury, I don't care about it with him.