The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

Sword eyebrows and star eyes, a tall nose bridge, and resolute thin lips, this is undoubtedly a face favored by the Creator.

The high-spiritedness that once belonged to a teenager can no longer be found on this face.

There are no stars in those eyes, only endless restraint and depth.

On the vast and calm blue sea, it is like a stone falling, splashing extremely slight ripples, which are fleeting, and those dark eyes are no longer turbulent.

Before Ding Spiegel could sigh, the murderous intent was already approaching.

The man wrapped his arms around her waist and stepped back quickly, avoiding the coming stick.

When he turned around again, there was already a pistol in the man's hand, and he fired several times without hesitation, with a chilling and ruthless expression on his stern face.

No amount of speed could block the bullets. The two were unable to dodge. One was shot in the knee and the other was shot in the shoulder. Still, there was no fear. The man who was shot in the shoulder rushed forward, and the other man who was shot in the knee quickly took out his pistol. , and shot in the direction of quasi-mirror.

The two cooperated seamlessly, however, they underestimated the strength of the man opposite.

The man rolled on the spot with the mirror in his arms, and the continuous bullets scraped the ground, splashing countless flying dust.

Ming Jing heard a muffled grunt from the man, and before she could speak, the man had already stood up, and covered Ming Jing with the coat he took off, and she saw the tall and slender back of the man standing in front of her.

His shoulders became broad, like a mountain.

However, his eyes were like endless abyss, and the muzzle of the gun in his hand kept firing bullets until the two of them could not move at all.

Bang bang bang gunshots echoed in the warehouse, like dull bells, constantly hitting the heart.

A white hand landed on the black and cold muzzle of the gun, and a gentle voice sounded next to his ear: It's done.

The man in front of him raised his head suddenly, the hostility in his eyes was like rainwater in the sun, quickly evaporated and disappeared, he shrank his hands, and there was a little anxiety and caution hidden in his eyes.

His pale lips were pursed, and he lowered his head, as if he didn't dare to look into her eyes, and said softly, I'm sorry.

Ming Jing took a step forward, smiled and shook his head: You didn't do those things, and the disaster won't hurt your children. I won't blame you.

More than children...

The man's eyes are painful, everyone understands the truth, why the mother doesn't understand it.

And Ming Jing's words completely made him feel ashamed.

At this time, Ming Jing saw the flames suddenly popping up in the hands of the dying man, felt bad, pulled Jiang Jinchen up and ran, shouting to Ye Feng who was still fighting, Run quickly.

There was a sinister smile on the corner of the man's mouth, and he threw the lighter towards the mirror.

The flames touched the gasoline, and instantly the flames soared into the sky, blocking Ming Jing from rushing out.

Ming Jing immediately took off her coat, and the coat was waving in her hand like a long whip, and the flames faded wherever it passed, but the wildfire became more and more fierce, and it came back in an instant, enveloping Ming Jing and Jiang Jinchen in a sea of ​​flames.

The smoke and dust billowed, and the tongue of flame swallowed, like the huge mouth of a wild beast, almost wanting to swallow people.

The flame scorched the skin, bringing a scorching tingling sensation.

Jiang Jinchen looked deeply at the girl in front of him. They were engulfed in a sea of ​​flames, and the surrounding smoke was soaring into the sky that it was almost suffocating.

He suddenly picked up Ming Jing, Ming Jing was stunned, and subconsciously blurted out: What are you doing?

Don't talk. His arms were strong and steady, his shoulders were as broad as mountains, and the thin mirror was completely wrapped in his arms, using his body to protect her from all injuries.

He lowered his head, pressed Ming Jing's face tightly against his chest, making sure that no flame would burn her hair, and then rushed into the sea of ​​flames with an indomitable momentum.

Even if it was a life-swallowing hell, he would not hesitate to make a living for her.

The moment Jiang Jinchen rushed out of the sea of ​​flames, there was an explosion sound behind him, and the shock wave knocked Jiang Jinchen out.

Behind him was a sea of ​​flames, and thick smoke billowed up, almost completely blocking the bright sky.

If the two are one step behind, they will be completely buried in the flames.

Ming Jing lowered his head, looked at the pale man, and immediately got up, Jiang Jinchen?

I'm here. The man opened his eyes and suddenly smiled.

It's great that you're fine.

Why are you so stupid?

Der Spiegel checked his body and found that his shoulder was injured by a stray bullet, his right arm was fractured, and his lower leg was burned. Fortunately, none of the wounds were on vital organs, and there would be no danger of his life.

Why are you so stupid?

I swore I would never let you get hurt again, and I did what I said.

I'll take you to the hospital. Ming Jing's tone was beyond doubt.

Jiang Jinchen took a deep look at her, and finally nodded.

Mingjing supported Jiang Jinchen to get up, when Muzi rushed over with someone.

Officer Mu. Jiang Jinchen said.

Muzi looked at the young man in front of him, no, it should be said that he was a man, darker, thinner, and more determined.

Bad bamboos produce good bamboo shoots, and Jiang Chunlan has a good son, which is probably inherited from Mr. Jiang.

Master Jiang.

I know that the mistakes my mother made cannot be forgiven, but I will do my best to make up for them. If you need my cooperation, please let me know.

Okay, Young Master Jiang, there is one thing I need your help with now.

Please tell me.

Muzi glanced at the blood on Jiang Jinchen's shoulder, Let's talk about it in the car to the hospital, your wound needs to be bandaged, it will be bad if you lose too much blood.

Muzi left someone to deal with the accident at the scene, and she and Mingjing Jiang Jinchen left and drove to the hospital.

Ye Feng caught up with Ming Jing, Miss, isn't he Jiang Chunlan's son? He won't be the same as his old mother, right?

Ye Feng had already escaped from the window immediately before the explosion, except for the dots on his face,

The back of the man walking in front froze, and he continued walking without moving.

Ming Jing shook his head: He saved me just now, don't say such things again.

Master Jiang, I wonder how much you know about the Jiang family in Nanzhou?

A gleam of light flashed across Jiang Jinchen's eyes, That is the family my father grew up in. When I was young, I celebrated my grandmother's birthday and went back once.

Only that one time was very unpleasant, and then his mother never took him back, and completely cut off contact with there.

Now there is evidence to prove that the assassination of Miss Ran was carried out by your cousin Jiang Chao using your other cousin Jiang Han to bribe the killer, and it was even behind the scenes...

Muzi paused at this point, Master Jiang should be able to understand what she meant.

Jiang Jinchen nodded: I understand, I will take care of the Jiang family's affairs, please give me some time.

Muzi didn't expect him to be so talkative, when she received a call, Jiang Han has gone back.

Jiang Jinchen's eyes suddenly fell on Ming Jing who had been silent all this time, complex emotions surged deep in his eyes.

Jiang Chao and Ming Jing didn't know each other at all. The only possibility why he wanted to kill Ming Jing was...

The hands that fell on his knees were tightly clenched into fists, and the wound on his shoulder was bleeding, but he didn't realize it.

This time it was Jiang Chao who used Jiang Han to kill Ming Jing, and Muzi also understood that this was Jiang Chunlan's last backhand, if he could not seize the opportunity to eradicate the Jiang family, there would be endless troubles.