The singer of the entertainment circle is not a human being

"What are you guys talking about?" Suddenly a thick male voice sounded by the door, An Jia trembled in fright, looked up and saw Wang Ye, covered her mouth and stood up quickly: "No, you guys chat, I'm off to work!" After speaking, he quickly ran out.

Looking back at the little girl's back, Wang Ye sneered, "Stinky girl," turned his head and raised his chin and said with a smirk, "Aren't you bored?"

"No, are you done with your work?" Shen Moyan narrowed his eyes slightly and stepped forward to steal a kiss, smacking his lips and grinning: "It's so sweet."

"Little goblin." Wang Ye put his arms around his slender waist and squeezed, dropped the document in his hand and raised his eyebrows: "Let's go, the rest of the time is yours."

Shen Moyan smiled and didn't answer, he took his palm and clasped his fingers tightly, his eyes were full of joy like a sneaky kitten.

Wang Ye pinched his face, pulled the little guy up and walked out. When he passed by Anjia's desk, he knocked on the computer screen on purpose, and said solemnly: "Old Chen's son's photos are almost collected, and the credit investigation company will send them to you." Your email, pay attention to check it."

Although Shen Moyan couldn't understand, he saw that An Jia immediately put away his joking face, nodded seriously and replied, "Don't worry, I will take care of it."

Wang Ye gave an OK gesture and said nothing more, held his lover tightly and strode away.

"Tonight I got a bottle of good wine, a treasure from a friend's winery, I'll bring it out for you to enjoy." Walking into the elevator, Wang Ye rubbed the tip of the little guy's hair, smiling wickedly.

"I can't get drunk." Shen Moyan seemed to have guessed his thoughts, and smiled muffledly close to his chest.

"Tsk." Wang Ye flicked on his forehead, and scolded with a smile, "What do you think I'm going to do? Playing hooligans?"

"Isn't it just playing hooligans?" Shen Moyan pursed his lips, cursing in a low voice.

"Damn, you're so courageous!" Wang Ye pinched his waist: "In your eyes, is your man so promising?"

"Haha, you must be promising when you are a hooligan." Shen Moyan rarely teased him, just as the elevator door opened, he stepped out before Wang Ye could react, jogging all the way and laughing.

A tyrannosaurus rex roared furiously from behind: "Little goblin! See if I don't take care of you today!"

Shen Moyan wanted to turn around and continue teasing, when footsteps came from the right side of the parking lot.

The voice was obviously male leather shoes, and the footsteps were fast and precise. It echoed in the empty parking lot. He didn't have time to think about the reason for this person before it got into his ears. It was the "click" of the gun that he was all too familiar with when the safety catch was pulled.

"Wild! Get down!" Shen Moyan's torn voice resounded through the entire floor. The moment he leaned over and overwhelmed Wang Ye, a big hole burst out in the wall beside him with a "bang".

Wang Ye looked at the bullet hole in a daze, his brain seemed to stop functioning instantly, his pupils constricted violently, and he said, "Gun? Why is there a gun?"

Before he could think for another moment, the second loud noise seemed to burst his eardrums, and the bullet hit the concrete floor two steps away from them.

"You're a bully!" Wang Ye almost subconsciously held Shen Moyan in his arms, and tried his best to calmly turn around and squat under a car to avoid it, his veins suddenly popped up: "I dare to fire in my territory, I'm so fucking impatient !"

Shen Moyan grasped his wrist tightly, several thoughts popped up in his mind, but in the next second he had no time to hesitate and there was a "bang", the window of the car they were avoiding was shattered, and the shards of glass scratched his cheek almost as if his nerves were paralyzed Less than a sting.

"Damn!" Wang Ye pulled him over and moved to the corner again. The back of his hand was pierced with debris and blood flowed down his arm, but as if he couldn't feel the pain, he stubbornly hugged Shen Moyan into his arms, and kept comforting him: "You Don't be afraid, I will protect you."

Shen Moyan wanted to shake his head, hesitating whether to rush out and solve it quickly. They haven't seen who the shooter was and why he killed them, but the three shots in a row are enough to show that the other party will never let them go.

He was about to stretch out his sharp claws, but Wang Ye struggled to take out his phone and pressed Anjia's number.

At the moment when Wang Ye yelled "There is a gun in the parking lot" after receiving the signal, the fourth shot hit the center of his wrist. "Ah!" Wang Ye strangled his wrist and screamed in pain, gnashing his teeth like a wild beast preparing to bite the enemy.

"Which son of a bitch is it, you don't even dare to show your face! Let me know who you are, and I'll take you alive!"

Shen Moyan's eyes widened and he wanted to check his injuries in a panic, but he felt that his clothes were soaked with some liquid, and when he looked down, he realized that it was Wang Ye's blood.

It was so red that it made him shudder.

He wanted to open his mouth to comfort Wang Yeji, but he opened his mouth and throat dryly, but he couldn't say a word, only the sound of his frightened heartbeat could be heard.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, Shen Moyan held Wang Ye tightly, his sharp claws stretched out behind his back, staring at the man in black who was coming, hatred gradually gathered in his eyes bit by bit.

A man with a scar on his face appeared in front of him. This burly man was wrapped in a black windbreaker and held a self-made and improved HKP7 pistol in his right hand. As soon as he showed his figure, he immediately raised the muzzle and aimed at them again.

"Who are you!!" Shen Moyan roared.

"Dead people don't need to know too much." The man with the scar sneered cruelly, and pulled the trigger to shoot him directly between the eyebrows.

Shen Moyan stretched out his claws, and was about to control the flow of bullets, but suddenly felt a body swaying past him, blocking his eyes in an instant.

"Boom" The sound of the bullet passing through the body seemed to be magnified hundreds of times in the empty parking lot. He subconsciously looked down, and the warm blood that did not belong to him had soaked his white shirt in an instant.

"Wild!!" A desperate roar seemed to spurt from Shen Moyan's chest. Wang Ye actually used his body to block the bullet at that moment. The stray bullet hit his left shoulder. At this moment, the blood was hidden in the black fabric of the suit, rolling And down.

Shen Moyan felt that his head was about to explode, and hurriedly passed him and fell to the ground, struggling to get up to check the injury, but the place within reach was full of blood, so red that it was boiling hot.

"Hey... don't be afraid... I will protect you..." Wang Ye was so angry that his face was already pale, and there seemed to be a hole in his shoulder that couldn't be blocked no matter what.

He didn't seem to understand why his hands were trembling, but he still brushed Shen Moyan's hair stubbornly, trying to pull out a smile, the darkness in front of him was getting thicker and thicker.

"Don't be afraid..."

When the last words fell, Shen Moyan could only see Wang Ye's eyelids gradually closing, and the body temperature was gradually passing away.

Time seemed to be frozen at this point, his hands were trembling like himself, the fear before the mass grave 80 years ago once again enveloped all reason, "Don't...don't..." Shen Moyan's trembling voice was speechless, and he almost subconsciously bit his tongue Blood was drawn from his finger, but the bullet passed through his wrist in an instant.

"I kill you!"

In the parking lot of hundreds of square meters, there was a gust of wind for no reason. Shen Moyan wiped blood into Wang Ye's mouth, and he stood up violently.

With sharp claws fully stretched out from his fingertips, Shen Moyan instantly approached the scarred man at a speed that was not human. His face was ferocious like a sprite crawling out of hell, and the cold light from his fingertips was as direct as his eyes.

"Shen Moyan! Stop!"

The moment he was about to suddenly penetrate into the skin of his heart, an old voice sounded from behind him, and a string of Buddhist beads quickly controlled his claws like a fierce wind.

The wrist was imprisoned like an electric current piercing the skin, Shen Moyan raised his head in a daze, the face of an old man was imprinted in his empty eyes, and beside him stood the wolf cub he raised with his own hands.

"Hengyan...you are here..."