Bang!

ah!

whatappe

ed?

in the end?!

Qin Ningxiang felt numb all over and was stunned on the ground.

Everything happened too quickly.

There is no time to see, no time to think, no time to react.

It was like thunder, heavy rain, and when I recovered, it was already completed.

A warm embrace wrapped Qin Ningxiang tightly, and a heart-wrenching voice came from the woman's head...

"She was almost killed by you!"

She was almost killed by you?

she?

Killed?

...

Liang Jinmo's cruel voice sounded terrifyingly beside Qin Ningxiang, which made the woman's consciousness return. She took a deep breath and felt dizzy, as if the air was being pumped away.

"It's okay, I'm there!"

Immediately afterwards, a heavy impact sound.

"Let the horse come here!" Liang Jinmo's body blocked Qin Ningxiang's front.

In just a few seconds, Liang Jinmo easily changed several positions just to find the best place to protect women.

In desperation, the man turned his head and focused his anxious eyes on Qin Ningxiang's face. The woman's eyes were still very dull. She said dumbly for a long time, "Hao, what happened?"

"Don't be afraid, nothing happened, don't worry..." Liang Jinmo hurriedly picked up Qin Ningxiang's face, stroked it, and quickly pulled away his arm. Then, several ornaments on the small table were rolled down

On the ground.

"Liang Tiedan, try to shoot again!" Liang Jinmo raised his pistol at some point and used his left hand.

shot?!

Just now... the gunshot was fired?!

How did it happen?

Qin Ningxiang seemed to...no longer remember.

30 seconds ago.

A bright pistol was placed on the palm of Liang Tiedan's palm.

"Liang Tiedan! Do you dare?!" A storm had already taken place in Liang Jinmo's eyes. The storm filled Liang Jinmo's chest with his unwillingness and fear. Qin Ningxiang could feel his breathing rapid.

But she held Liang Jinmo and felt that everything had nothing to do with her. They could not fire a gun. How could Grandpa Liang shoot Liang Jinmo, and even more impossible to target her. This is impossible!

"Liang Jinmo, please wait." Qin Ningxiang noticed that the man sitting was about to move, but he seemed hesitant, or was observing his words and expressions...?

Qin Ningxiang's attention was on Liang Jinmo, with her head tilted, her eyes stale and sticky wrapped around the man's fair but somewhat vicissitudes of face.

Of course, I didn't pay attention to Grandpa Liang, nor did I look at the old man opposite who had already raised his pistol, because she thought that the impulsive person could only be Liang Jinmo.

Looking at Liang Jinmo, Qin Ningxiang finally realized that he was really tired. His eyes were black, his forehead was greasy, his eyebrows were tightened deeply, and his lips were trembling slightly. His uneasy breathing indicated that he was really stressed; perhaps, the pressure was not just.

It comes from fatigue, anger, unwillingness, and even disdain and anger.

The gap between them is only five centimeters at most.

Qin Ningxiang turned slightly, part of her hair was wrapped and hung behind her, and part of it was scattered in her ears.

He was indeed a little worried that Liang Jinmo would go wild, and the woman stared at him without a moment.

He didn't notice a lion peeking in front of him, proudly lifting his hunting claws.

That's Liang Tiedan!

He is a lion, but also an old man in the twilightest state.

Although the old man was old, his eyes and movements were still first-class and clean. He took the pistol and clenched it tightly.

I heard a click, then a bang, something amazing happened.

"This is a warning." Grandpa Liang's voice resounded slightly hoarsely in the room.

A burst of chill rose from the center of the room.

Is something gone?!

The wind at night is gentle and does not blow in, it is not the wind.

But it's like the wind.

Siha, it's so cold!

A burst of chill climbed up Qin Ningxiang's skin and neck.

The temperature in the room suddenly dropped several degrees.

The air is stagnant, dull, and even becomes very heavy.

It is suppressed on people's heads and on people's hearts.

Qin Ningxiang felt a gust of wind passing by her ears, and couldn't help but touch her cheek and turned her head.

A strand of drooping hair on the cheek shook gently twice, and she could see clearly the current situation incredibly!

Everyone was watching her!

Yes, they all stared at her.

And that gun and muzzle.

Qin Ningxiang put down her hand and couldn't help but walk forward two steps before she found that her body was facing the pistol in front of her.

It was a pistol aimed at her, her eyes facing the muzzle.

why is that?

"Grandpa, why... shot me?" Qin Ningxiang then found her free thoughts from a distant place and placed them in a cage of reason.

Qin Ningxiang could understand what was going on, so she turned her head and saw the gun hole on the wooden shelf behind her.

A hole that could be seen in her eyes might have appeared on her body.

"Why?" Qin Ningxiang's voice trembled a little. It seemed that she had just walked out of the gate of hell.

But he walked back to the spot.

When I turned around, I realized that I was still at the gates of hell.

"Dare you dare?" Liang Jinmo kicked the tables and chairs beside him, and it sounded like a clang! Crack! Crack! A few sounds, the furniture in the seats they were sitting just now were disbanded.

"Liang Jinmo! Be careful of your feet." Qin Ningxiang looked at Liang Jinmo with some concern.

Ping An pursed his lips into a straight line, and he couldn't help but speak, "Mrs. Young Madam, you'd better be careful of yourself."

The old man's raised hand did not fall, and the gun in his hand was loaded. He could spit out a bullet unrestrainedly and take away a person's breath in a casual manner.

"Grandpa, you still want..." Before Qin Ningxiang finished speaking, she discovered an extremely important phenomenon.

That is, from the beginning to the end, Grandpa Liang didn't look at her.
Chapter completed!