OK, it's really great.

It just so happened that she was so idle lately that she would have a way to move her muscles and bones.

A hint of sneer appeared, and Song Yiran took out the car keys inadvertently and opened the lock. He slowly pulled the zipper of the bag, then reached out to pull the door open. Just as her out touched the car door, her body suddenly twisted over at an incredible angle, and quickly avoided the attack of the latest killer behind her.

They have guns in their hands, but they are useless.

It seems that I don't plan to kill myself directly.

Song Yiran curled his lips and showed a sarcastic smile, looking at the three killers who surrounded him without caring.

"Tell me, who asked you to come?"

Of course, the other party could not tell Song Yiran that each expression was more fierce than the other. The murderous aura leaked, and rushed over again without waiting for Song Yiran to react. The strong wind brought by the fists and feet made Song Yiran more vigilant, and the movements in his hands became much more neat and cruel.

When he kicked one of the killers, Song Yiran took out the dagger and picked up the gun in the other party's hand with incredible force and grabbed it quickly.

The gun installed with a silencer, Song Yiran shot directly at the person opposite without any pressure, in the middle of his eyebrows. The other party obviously did not expect Song Yiran to be so powerful, but one carelessness made him die directly. The other two killers looked at each other, and the tyranny and cruelty in their hearts became stronger.

At this moment, they no longer cared about their employer's request, and directly took the gun and shot it at Song Yiran without hesitation.

"Bang."

The bullet hit the car and made a harsh sound.

Song Yiran rolled around on the spot, flexibly hid behind the car. With the car as a cover, he simply attacked the second killer. This time he was still in the middle of his eyebrows, which was so neat that it was shocking.

Although the remaining killer was unwilling to accept it, he still stopped attacking. He glared at Song Yiran fiercely, and then rushed into the narrow corner under the darkness and quickly left.

Song Yiran sneered and leaned against the car body. His fingers hooked the gun and swayed casually. Within his sight, the two men were lying straight on the ground, and Yin Hong's blood overflowed from behind their heads.

It was about three minutes later that Song Yiran took out his cell phone to notify Yi Xiaojiu, asking her to find a way to deal with the two bodies in the parking lot.

Yi Xiaojiu hurried down and immediately became serious when he saw the corpse on the ground. He walked over quickly and touched the two of them from top to bottom from inside to outside, but found nothing. He couldn't help but frowned, and simply stripped their clothes naked.

After checking it, I decided that there was no tattoo sign that could reveal my identity before I stopped feeling depressed.

"I'm too brave, I dare to attack you in Li Shaoyan's territory."

Yi Xiaojiu sighed while taking out a wet wipe and carefully wiped off the blood stains on his fingers, shaking his head and sighing. His tone was filled with contempt for these two ignorant killers, of course they could not hear it.

"One more run away."

Song Yiran spoke slowly and added, Yi Xiaojiu said without saying anything.

"Do you want to tell Li Shaoyan about this?"

“Not needed for the time being.”

Song Yiran spoke without hesitation, Yi Xiaojiu shrugged and decided to follow Song Yiran's request. Anyway, it was her man and it was not her own. It was angered, and Song Yiran himself was the one who was in trouble.

Yi Xiaojiu found someone to take the body away, and then dealt with the surveillance in the building to ensure that everything was foolproof. Song Yiran glanced at her, said goodbye and got into the car and left quickly. The speed was so fast that Yi Xiaojiu was messy in the wind.

Love is just a logistics for dealing with garbage!

On the way back, Song Ran was thinking about a question, that is, who dared to attack him on Li Shaoyan's territory.

“Failed?”

In the dark room, a man with a ferocious face was sitting in a wheelchair, his voice was still inexplicably weird. A man stood opposite him, with his right arm injured and bleeding. His face was pale and his eyes were filled with fear.

If Song Yiran had definitely recognized this face here at this time, because he was one of the three people who attacked Song Yiran in the parking lot.

At this moment, he was facing a man in a wheelchair with fear, waiting for his punishment for his failure.

In fact, he had already regretted the moment he came back because he knew very well how cruel the man on the other man was to the killer who failed the mission. He fell into his hands, probably because he ended up miserably more miserable than the other two killers who were with him. But regret was only short-lived, because his long-term fear of the man on the other man made him instinctively dare not do this even if he had the chance to escape.

"I didn't expect her to be that powerful."

Although saying this will only make the people on the other side think that this is a bad excuse he has found, he doesn't care about so much.

"Yes, it's a jade-faced killer after all."

The man in the wheelchair suddenly showed a strange smile, and the darkness and madness in his eyes made people feel creepy. The man opposite trembled hard, and cold sweats continued to emerge on his forehead.

It seemed as if there was a knife behind him, and he would be smashed into pieces as long as he moved a little. The feeling of standing in the abyss of death is enough to make any strong person collapse. The tension and fear made the man ignore the whispering words in the wheelchair.

At this moment, the ringtone of the cell phone suddenly rang.

A trace of disgust flashed in the man in the wheelchair's eyes, and he glanced at the killer opposite, who respectfully took the phone over and handed it to him.

"Hello."

"You have someone go and kill Song Yiran?"

In the microphone, Li Shengze's stern voice came, mixed with anger and cruelty.

"What, is it wrong for me to do this?"

"Of course not! When did I say you can touch her?"

Li Shengze's voice was full of threats, and he could hear that he was very angry at the other party's self-righteous actions. If he hadn't been here, he would have probably killed the man in the wheelchair directly.

"Why? She ruined K and made me look like this now. Why can't I touch her? If it weren't for her, you would have a stronger strength than you are now. A mere night is not worth fearing. But everything about you was ruined by this woman, why can't I kill her?"

The voice of the test was mixed with sarcasm and sarcasm, as if it added gasoline to Li Shengze's burning anger.

"Lin Mufei, don't forget your identity!"

Li Shengze's voice seemed to squeeze out from his teeth, with a clear threat.

"Of course I know my identity, so don't know anyone. So what? I'm not doing this for the Jun family."

"Remember, don't have a second time like this."

Li Shengze said coldly, then hung up the phone.

Listening to the busy sound of the beeping sound in the receiver, Lin Mufei's eyes curled up a crazy and ferocious sneer. Why should he listen to Li Shengze's arrangements? He is a member of the Li family, not the Jun family. Even if he is in charge of the Jun family now, he is still not recognized.

Looking down at his destroyed legs, Lin Mufei suddenly burst into laughter.

The hoarse voice showed indescribable weirdness, and the killer on the opposite side felt cold sweat constantly penetrated.

He knew he was going to die.

When Song Yiran went back, Li Shaoyan had already taken the two children home. As soon as she pushed the door, she saw Song Xiaomeng lying on the sofa watching TV. Song Xiaobao lowered his head and focused on playing with his tablet. Li Shaoyan naturally prepared dinner in the kitchen.

The atmosphere was warm and beautiful, and Song Yiran's lips couldn't help but lift up.

"Come back?"

Li Shaoyan poked his head out of the kitchen and looked at Song Yiran with a smile on his face.

"Yeah, I'm back. What delicious to cook?"

Song Yiran said as she walked towards the kitchen. Looking at the dishes cut by Liuli Taishang, the smile in her eyes became deeper. As soon as she looked up, she saw Li Shaoyan wearing an apron looking at him with gentle eyes. Song Yiran's heart moved and took the initiative to step forward and tiptoe to his red lips.

"I just realized today that I was so happy."

"Tsk, don't you think you discovered it too late?"

Li Shaoyan asked with a proud look on his face, and immediately received Song Yiran's happy laugh. She dropped another loud kiss on his lips, and then let go and take a few steps to get the distance between the two.

"Mr. Li continues to work hard, whether I can make me happier day by day depends on you."

"My pleasure."

Li Shaoyan said truthfully, with a heart-warming smile on his face.

Song Yi then took a few steps back, leaned against the door frame of the kitchen, and looked at Li Shaoyan skillfully pouring oil into the pot. After it was hot, add onion, ginger, garlic and then cut dishes.

She thought it would be good if she could be so warm and happy for the rest of her life.

After this K-organization, she will try to adapt to such a stable life. She has been struggling in danger for so many years and should quit and enjoy the dullness and warmth of life. What's more, she also has two lovely children and a man who loves herself deeply.

Soon, Li Shaoyan prepared three dishes and one soup, and the family of four ate supper happily around the dining table.

Lying on the bed, Song Yiran hesitated for a long time, and finally decided to tell Li Shaoyan what happened today.

"Li Shaoyan, I have considered some things for a while, but I still think I should tell you."

"What's up?"

Li Shaoyan's voice was low and hoarse, and there was an indescribable laziness. When he was speaking, one hand gently stroked Song Yiran's back very naturally, gentle and lingering.

"I met a killer today."

As soon as Song Yiran finished speaking, the hand behind her suddenly tightened a little. Li Shaoyan's aura changed instantly, and his eyes were as sharp as an eagle.

"Where are people?"

"Two died, and one ran away. Xiaojiu has checked it, and there is no object representing identity."

Li Shaoyan pursed his lips and was silent, gently stroked Song Yi, and then changed his hand to her waist. He tightened it hard, as if he wanted to embed her into his bones and blood.

"What else?"

Song Yiran couldn't help rolling her eyes. Why did Li Shaoyan know her so much? He even guessed that she had something to explain. It was simply terrible.
Chapter completed!