Chapter 241 Seeing the gathering of heroes from a distance, watching the meeting of love rivals from a close distance
The scarlet liquid extended along the marble floor to Gu Xu's feet.
The high-end handmade custom-made red-soled leather shoes stepped on blood stains. The man frowned in disgust and raised his eyes to look at the opposite side.
Yuesong was also controlled.
"How much do you know?"
Even at a disadvantage, Yue Song remained calm and told the truth: "I really don't know about tonight's incident."
"If the old gentleman and I had colluded in advance, we would not have let her go upstairs."
"I don't have any ill intentions towards her."
"I am not on the old gentleman's side."
"But I do, think I did promise the old gentleman to control her and use her as a 'hostage'."
"It's just that the old gentleman told me that he would not kill her."
"I know that I can't completely believe what the old gentleman said, so I did stay with her during this time."
"We are invited to attend Li Jia's birthday party tonight, and you should also know about it."
"Until now, I, like you, have no idea why things are like this."
The two looked at each other for a long time, and Gu Xu asked someone to let Yue Song go.
Seeing this, Jiang Qingshi, who was sitting on the sofa, paused slightly and stopped stroking the beads.
"Do you believe what he said?" Jiang Qingshi looked at Gu Xu with a cold voice.
"Heh."
He sneered, "Gu Xu, don't you think you are incompetent?"
Jiang Qingshi stood up with a cane, "If it weren't for her, I wouldn't want to get involved in your affairs."
"I don't care whether you live or die now."
"I only know that whoever touches her will definitely die today."
"If you insist on taking sides..."
Stepping on the blood stains on the ground, Jiang Qingshi took a step forward and stood in front of Gu Xu.
"You will die too."
As soon as the words fell, the sound of bullets being loaded suddenly sounded in the front hall.
When dozens of people raised their guns and pointed them at Jiang Qing, Chengan narrowed his eyes and stepped forward alone, standing behind Jiang Qingshi. He raised his gun and pointed it at Gu Xu. He raised his eyes and signaled to those behind him: "You can give it a try. Let's see tonight. Who dies first?”
As a serious special forces soldier, Chengan couldn't guarantee anything else. The only thing he could be sure of was that if something happened to his husband, he would definitely take Gu Xu away with one shot before he was beaten into a sieve.
As he finished speaking, red dots flashed outside the window, landing on the heads of Yuesong and Gu Xu respectively.
This is a sniper rifle.
Yue Song frowned, and after a few seconds he felt angry and wanted to laugh, "Crazy."
"You guys from Beijing are all crazy."
There is no one in their right mind!
We can sit down and have a good chat, but if we have to use swords and guns, we will fight to the death.
Ah, these lunatics.
It was also at this second that Yuesong suddenly understood Gu Miao.
She was right not to rely on one of them.
Relying on only one person is tantamount to being parasitic on that person. Facing such lunatics, she will gradually lose her human rights.
But if she relies on countless people, this is her hard shell.
On the surface, she is dependent on many people, but in fact, she is truly independent and will not be influenced by anyone.
It's really hard to imagine what would happen if she really succumbed to one of them.
Over time, love, like her degenerated limbs, will gradually disappear.
Rather than hoping for such a result. It's better to let them check and balance each other, so that she can have a way out and always have a way out.
It's so hypocritical to love this thing.
What do you love about her?
It couldn't be her stubborn soul or her eloquent mouth full of lies.
What they love is her fragility, her unbearability, her brokenness and crumbling.
If there is no competition, there is no sense of crisis.
How long can such morbid love last?
One year? Two years? Or five or ten years?
She won't always be this beautiful, nor will she always be this delicate.
Unless she intends to rely on wagging her tail like a lost dog forever to gain attention from the other party. "Hey, it's so lively."
Footsteps sounded, accompanied by a familiar Beijing accent. Qi Yu just ignored dozens of guns and walked in swaggeringly.
His tone was careless, as if he was not aware of the danger spreading in the air at all.
He was still greeting several people warmly, "Merry Christmas, everyone~"
There is quite a sense of déjà vu as the biggest villain in the movie makes a grand appearance.
Uninhibited, arrogant, free and wanton.
He doesn't care about life or death, he only cares about having fun tonight.
Yuesong sighed silently when he saw him.
Look, the madmen have gathered together.
What responded to Qi Yu were the footsteps behind him.
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Yue Song turned his eyes slightly and was slightly surprised when he saw the person coming.
As a doctor, He Zhihuai smelled the strong smell of blood as soon as he entered the door.
Looking around, he frowned, seeming to find it ridiculous.
Suddenly, the front hall became lively.
Even though there was no verbal conflict, just the eye contact was enough to make people suffocate.
How can I describe this scene?
From a distance, you can see the gathering of heroes, and from close up, you can see your love rivals meeting.
"Let go first." He Zhihuai couldn't bear to see such a scene and stepped forward to ask both parties to put down their guns.
Especially from Jiang Qingshi's side, "I'll go up to see my grandpa. You guys need to calm down first."
Turning around, he called Gu Xu and Yue Song to come up together.
The entire manor has been controlled, and everyone belongs to them. There is no need to worry about the old gentleman making any surprise attacks.
The moonlight is hazy.
Jiang Qingshi's legs hadn't recovered yet, so Chengan helped him sit down.
He had severe mysophobia, so Chengan got a towel to help him wipe the blood on his shoes.
Qi Yu came here in a hurry and was a little tired. Tonight's game was probably going to take a long time to end, so he took the time to sit down and rest.
Seeing the scene on the opposite side, he couldn't help complaining: "It seems that I shouldn't call you monk, I should call you Princess Jiang. Tsk, that's so hypocritical."
The blood-stained towel was thrown at his face in the next moment.
With quick eyes and quick hands, Qin Zhu caught it and then glared at Chengan.
"What a good dog." Chengan sneered coldly.
Qin Zhu also laughed, "Then what kind of good thing are you?"
Both of them have been working for their bosses for many years, so they both look a bit like their bosses.
War is about to break out.
Qi Yu held his chin and watched the show without any intention of stopping it. As if he was afraid that tonight wasn't chaotic enough, he wanted to add another handful of firewood.
In fact, he did think so.
It was learned that Gu Miao had left Hong Kong safely.
He didn't care anymore.
Anyway, you have come, so naturally you cannot leave empty-handed.
The king of hell clicks on his thumb.
No matter who it is, someone must die to cheer him up tonight.
Although he had just reached a consensus with Jiang Qingshi and He Zhihuai two days ago.
But he doesn't mind sending "allies" on their way.
Fortunately, Mid-Levels is lively enough tonight.
Several waves of people came one after another.
No, there was a lot of noise here, and there was another noise at the door.
Qi Yu turned his head casually and met a pair of familiar but unfamiliar eyes.
His expression was dazed and relaxed for a moment, then he regained consciousness and narrowed his black eyes. Call the person opposite: "Princess Jiang, do you know this sister?"
A fruit knife flew over, and the cold blade glowed with a cold light under the light, and then it was inserted straight into the sofa between Qi Yu's legs...
Jiang Qingshi wiped her hands gracefully with a handkerchief, looked sideways at the figure coming in from the door, and immediately stopped.