Chapter 1319 Feng Tianjing, I Will Not Allow You to Die

"Pah" Han Changqing took a lighter, lit a cigarette, and prepared to smoke.

Seeing Zhou Zihao turn around, riding a cool Harley, carrying a weapon in his left hand, he walked forward.

"Where are you going?" Han Changqing saw him leaving and couldn't help asking.

Zhou Zihao carried a machine gun on his shoulder and rode a Harley. He turned back and said straightforwardly: "Hit him with two weapons, otherwise, it's not fun."

"......" Han Changqing listened, flicked the ash, looked at his disappearing figure, and said: "This guy, is he crazy?"

"Ring." His cell phone rang, Han Changqing answered the phone and said: "Don't worry! Everything is going well, the road is blocked, the elevator is out of order, and now Zhou Zhou Shao is chasing, don't worry, it won't be exposed."

"Yes, well, there will be 10 seconds before the road will be smooth again, there will be no trouble." Han Changqing responded and hung up the phone.

Han Changqing opened the car door, got out of the car and raised his hand. With a gesture, the "congested" road at the scene was instantly open.

"Don't let Wenshui find out, otherwise, I can't save you." Han Changqing said in a deep voice, looking at the direction Zhou Zihao left.

Zhou Zihao was too idle, carrying a weapon and chasing after Wenshui.

"Squeak" Harley stopped on the side of the road, Zhou Zihao carried a weapon and chased Wenshui, firing two weapons in a row, all hitting Tianjing.

"Bang bang bang" a few sounds, Wenshui paused, and saw blood dripping from her body.

"Feng Tianjing." Wenshui called in a deep voice, but unfortunately Feng Tianjing didn't answer. He turned his head to look at her face in a panic and slowly turned to one side.

"Feng Tianjing." Wenshui was frightened, looked up and saw Zhou Zihao turned around and ran away with a weapon.

It was just that this figure was inexplicably familiar, but because he was too anxious, he didn't think too much, and took a detour back to Wen'an Pavilion. He yelled and found that all the bodyguards were gone.

"Butler, butler." Wenshui kicked the door open and found that the butler was gone.

The telephone line at home was unplugged.

Wen Shui carried her on his back and walked towards the bedroom. He placed Feng Tianjing on the soft bed and saw that her clothes were stained with blood.

"Feng Tianjing, you are not allowed to die without my order!"

"Aren't you very capable? Didn't you say you would marry me? How can you abandon me now?"

"Mr. Feng, I won't allow you to have any trouble. Do you hear me? You should be good to me..."

Before he finished speaking, Feng Tianjing kept coughing and a mouthful of blood spurted out, splashing on Wen Shui's face. He stood there in shock, letting the blood slide down his face.

Wen Shui raised his eyes and looked at her. He raised his fingers and touched her nose. He found that her breathing was smooth, but a little weak.

He lifted her clothes and found that there was no wound caused by the bullet. Wen Shui's mind appeared with that scene. He clenched his fist and said, "These scums, wait for me."

The life-and-death moment just now was actually fake!

With blood sprayed all over his face, Wen Shui stood there, clutching the tissue tightly, wiping his face, clenching his fists, and looking at her unconscious appearance.

Thinking about the life-and-death situation just now, it was actually fake!

"Zhou Zihao! You think this young master can't do anything to you, right?" Wen Shui recalled the arrogant figure. If it wasn't Zhou Zihao, this dull/slutty guy, who else could it be?

Damn, carrying a weapon and driving a Harley, chasing him for a full 9 streets!

He will remember this account, and he will make him pay it back sooner or later.

"Feng Tianjing." Wen Shui sat on the bed, stretched out his hand to grab her wrist, his face became more and more ugly, looking at her in disbelief: "You haven't cleared the poison in your body, and you are still running around, Feng Tianjing, you are looking for death, right?"