Chapter 1222 Fu Yancheng! Are You Crazy?

Sang Ting'an was reading a book on the side. There was a plate of peeled fruit on the small table between him and Sang Jiu. His life was very carefree.

He never thought that Sheng Mian had just experienced a life-and-death struggle just a few hundred meters away from him.

After hanging up the phone, Sang Jiu immediately took out a mirror. Feeling that she was not in good condition, she began to apply lipstick again.

After applying some blush to improve her complexion, she looked at Sang Ting'an with a smile.

"My husband Yancheng is coming to see me, brother, can you avoid it?"

Sang Ting'an was not as brainless as her. Fu Yancheng took the initiative to come to her, which was not a good thing.

"Xiaojiu, you haven't done anything recently, have you?"

Sang Jiu wanted to say no, but when she thought of Sheng Mian who was still unconscious in the corridor, no one knew whether she was dead or alive.

Her brows were immediately furrowed. Wind should be very careful in doing this, and no one would know.

She quickly took out her mobile phone and sent a message to Wind, asking him to hide Sheng Mian.

"No, big brother, I've been taking good care of myself these two days."

Sang Ting'an stopped asking.

Fifteen minutes later, he heard a "boom" in his ears.

An off-road vehicle directly knocked down the iron gate and rushed straight towards him.

Fortunately, there were steps where he and Sang Jiu were sitting, and the car couldn't get up.

The car stopped in front of them, and then Fu Yancheng strode down.

At this moment, the rainstorm had stopped, but his body was full of the fishy smell of rain, and there was also a manic breath.

"Husband Yancheng!"

Sang Jiu's eyes were full of joy, and he wanted to get closer without knowing whether to live or die.

But the next second, Fu Yancheng took out a gun and pulled the trigger without hesitation, and the bullet shot Sang Jiu's shoulder.

Sang Jiu was so scared that his whole body froze, his face turned pale, and he felt a severe pain in his body, and then a heart attack also occurred at this time.

Seeing this scene, Sang Ting'an felt that his eyes were about to burst.

"Fu Yancheng! Are you crazy!"

He walked closer quickly, but Fu Yancheng grabbed Sang Jiu who was having a seizure.

"Where is Sheng Mian?"

Sang Jiu felt that she was about to faint, but her arm was tightly held by someone, and Fu Yancheng would not allow her to faint.

It was so uncomfortable, and my heart hurt so much.

Sang Ting'an was so scared that she wanted to help her up, but Fu Yancheng quickly pointed the muzzle of his gun at Sang Jiu's temple.

"Sang Ting'an, if you take another step forward, I will let her die in front of you."

Sang Ting'an seemed to be pressed on the acupoints, and dared not move anymore.

He looked at Fu Yancheng with a gloomy face, and Fu Yancheng almost squeezed Sang Jiu's arm to bleed.

"I'll ask you again, where is Sheng Mian?"

Sang Jiu's breathing was so heavy that she even felt that she could not see clearly. She breathed heavily, but still felt that there was not much oxygen left around her, and she was about to suffocate.

Sang Ting'an was watching from a few meters away, wishing to stab Fu Yancheng to death with a knife.

"Xiaojiu has a heart disease. Let her take the medicine first. Otherwise, if something happens to her, you can't save Sheng Mian."

He was quite calm and threw the medicine that Sangjiu wanted to take directly.

Fu Yancheng caught it and stuffed it into Sangjiu's mouth without any hesitation.

When Sangjiu's condition improved, he let go of her hand and she slid to the ground.

Fu Yancheng still pointed the gun at her temple, "I don't have much patience. Where is Sheng Mian?"

Sangjiu felt pain and hatred, and tears flowed down.

Sang Ting'an was also worried that she really did something to make Fu Yancheng so crazy.

"Xiaojiu, did you hide Sheng Mian?"

"I didn't, wuwuwuwu, I didn't."

As soon as the voice fell, the gunshot rang out, and this time it was her other shoulder that was shot through.