President, please spoil me!

Chapter 211 "Young Master Yu will be here soon, do you want to wait a while?"

When Xing Shen was speaking, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Huo Sicheng skillfully reloading the gun that had been taken out by the bodyguards before, and calmly pointed the muzzle at Xing Yong's eyebrows.

Xing Yong's eyes widened, with panic on his face, he struggled frantically, and kept trying to make a sound.

Xing Shen's face changed, he got up and rushed to him in two steps, "You can teach him a lesson, don't use your gun."

"You said it too." Huo Sicheng's face was expressionless, indifferent, and even his tone seemed to be ordinary and calm, "Second Master Xing's legs are also lame, and all the bones that can be broken have been broken. , according to the lessons learned, it can be said that he has learned enough lessons."

"Since there is no effect, I don't think there is any value in wasting energy and time."

Every time he uttered a word, his fingers seemed to be bent a little, and the curvature of his lips was light and indifferent, without the slightest wrinkle of indifference.

After the words fell, there was a "bang", and gunshots rang out.

The bullet hit Xing Yong's shoulder, and blood gushed out immediately.

Xing Shen pushed his arm away the moment he pulled the trigger, so that the bullet did not hit the target's forehead according to the original trajectory.

Xing Shen seldom encountered a situation so out of control. He dodged in the middle, clasped Huo Sicheng's wrist that was still holding the gun, and shouted coldly, "Huo Sicheng, are you crazy? You know how to kill someone? What are the consequences for him?"

"Go away."

"I'll say it again, you can't kill..."

The door of the bedroom opened suddenly, and Xing Wei, who was frightened by the gunshots, stood at the door in panic, staring blankly at Xing Yong who was curled up on the sofa, his clothes were soaked by the blood gushing out from his shoulders , it can flow like water with a twist.

Huo Sicheng held the gun in his hand.

The handsome face was indifferent, not the kind of emotional indifference, but...

He was holding a gun at this time, looking at Xing Yong as if he was looking at a dead object, and for no reason it made people feel... His intention to kill this person is hard to shake.

Even if Xing Hua was disgusting, this person was so disgusting that he was still shocked.

She walked over a few steps and grabbed the clothes on the man's arm, "Don't be like this..."

Huo Sicheng glanced at her sideways. The woman had already put on her bra, bottoming sweater, and trousers. He squinted his eyes and said calmly, "Go in, and bring your ID and other necessary things. Pack it up, and I'll take you away after packing up."

"You just need to beat him up, there's no need to..."

"Huo Sicheng, put down the gun, you will frighten her if you kill someone in front of her..." Xing Shen stared into his eyes, and said slowly, "No matter how dirty this person is Damn, he is the second uncle of Xing Hua's blood, she can't bear any death that weighs on her, if you kill him, she will have another debt—"

"I know that it sounds unreasonable, and it is indeed unreasonable, but Mr. Xing will think so, and most importantly, she will definitely think so."

Huo Sicheng's fingers that were tightly gripping the gun finally loosened a little bit, and said in a low and cold voice, "He just deserves to die, if fate can kill such a thing, it's nothing fault."

"Not everyone deserves to die, not everyone deserves to die, not everyone's death is directly related to her, some are to save her, such as her brother, some have nothing to do with her, such as her father, some pure Hitting the gun, such as this second uncle, but there are too many of them. You almost died, even if you didn't... Tang Yan was almost shot by Hua Xuxu, not to mention Song Huixi. She hit it half to death herself."

"She hasn't been with Xing Xing for many years, and she never looks for me when she has nothing to do."

"You know what Miller said. If you shoot this gun, it will mean more lives for her to prove that she is the lone star of the devil, and her life will kill everyone around her."

The narrow space accommodates one, two, three or six people, which can be called crowded.

But at this moment, there is still a kind of dead silence.

Xing Hua's hand was always on the man's arm.

The murderous intent and thick ice in Huo Sicheng's eyes finally seemed to fade away.

Xing Shen withdrew the hand pinching his wrist.

In the next second, "bang", "bang", two gunshots exploded decisively and abruptly.

Xing Hao's heartbeat lost its rhythm, and her eyes were pitch black.

While firing the gun, Huo Sicheng pulled her into his arms and covered her eyes with one hand.

Xing Shen turned around reflexively.

Huo Sicheng didn't even look at him, he threw the gun neatly, picked up the frail woman and walked into the bedroom.

She didn't get a chance to see that scene.

After being carried into the small broken bedroom and even the door was closed with an anti-leg hook, she looked at him dully, "You killed him—"

Before finishing a sentence, teach the man to interrupt, "One shot is enough to kill someone."

Her heart dropped back.

Huo Sicheng put her on the bed, went to the side and opened the only cabinet, pulled out a coat from it, took it in his hand and went back to the bed, wrapped the thick coat around her, "He didn't put the house Here, where is the card I gave you?"

With the money in that black card, let alone let her find a better place to live, she can afford any apartment in Ningcheng.

The woman pursed her lips, "It's in a drawer in your study."

Huo Sicheng sneered, "Why didn't you look so lofty when you reached out and asked me for money? I was looking forward to 50 yuan a day, and I would rather live in this crappy place where people can break into it casually than My house doesn't want my money, and my bones can still be the same as being pregnant, and I suddenly have it?"

She let the man button her coat roughly, "It's you who said I'm that kind of person."

He paused, "What?"

"When I woke up, you said that I married you for money, so it's not surprising that I want some money, and I don't want much, it's very little."

"Since when did you feel that you have a backbone?"

"It's not a spine..."

She has no backbone. If he wants to give her money, or give her a house and car or something during the divorce, will she happily accept it?

"You have never had such a thing before." Huo Sicheng picked up the bag she put on the bedside, found the ID card in the wallet, stuffed it back without saying a word, and threw the bag into his arms , "I paid two-thirds for you when you bought the apartment. I bought the car you were in an accident with. You have spent all my money on food, clothing, housing and transportation these years. I have never seen you feel ashamed."

He didn't even bother to stay in this crappy place for a second, he didn't even put on her shoes, he just hugged her by the waist and walked outside.

When passing the living room, Xing Hua saw that Xing Yong was shot in each of his left and right legs except his shoulder.

When Huo Sicheng passed the living room, he said coldly, "Transfer her apartment as quickly as possible."

"Miss Xing,"

Before reaching the door, the bodyguard who had been silent all this time finally spoke up, "Young Master Yu will be here soon, would you like to wait a while?"