After Fan Shulan vented her anger to the black brother, she left Chen Huan and walked straight forward.

At this moment, it was as if she was entering a dungeon and had reached the last level before her eyes. She could almost feel the anger buried in her chest was about to be vented. She couldn't hold it back any longer.

But that's not important. What she fears most is that if someone ruthlessly asks her to commit himself to him at this moment, she will feel that she may not be able to control herself and agree to him.

Fan Shulan rushed up to catch the door and kicked it twice. She wanted to be like Chen Huan, who had that majestic effect when kicking the door. After kicking it open, it would make people's blood boil.

The problem was that the wooden door was tightly closed, and she couldn't open it even though she kicked it hard twice.

"You, come and kick it away." Fan Shulan pointed at Chen Huan and said with some command.

Chen Huan touched a black man on the ground. Before Fan Shulan could see what he was touching, Chen Huan had already walked to the door.

"I have no strength. I can't kick it open." Chen Huan stood in front of the door and said a little weakly.

"Then, what should we do?" Fan Shulan was stunned. "If you can't get in, you will miss the mark."

"Kiss me. Maybe I have a way to try." Chen Huan stared at Fan Shulan and smiled.

"Are you saying you have no power? It turns out you are trying to act like a hooligan." Fan Shulan said with a bit of annoyance: "Stop your delusions."

"I really don't have the strength to kick it away. But I have other ways."

"What method? Hurry up."

"Kiss me."

"Okay, but you promise not to use violence to kick this way?"

"Well~~If I kick in the door, I am the grandson."

"Bang~~" Fan Shulan didn't say anything and just smacked Chen Huan on the face. After she finished slapping, she stared at Chen Huan with a bit of pride: "Let me see, if you don't kick it away, how can you do it? Kick it away.

In other words, it’s my grandson.”

In Fan Shulan's imagination, Chen Huan kicked the door open several times and broke in. This time, she asked him not to kick the door. Fan Shulan didn't believe it.

The little woman has such a strong character, she feels that she is always better than Chen Huan in one way. She is thinking about how she should laugh at Chen Huan then.

"Ding~ding~"

Before Fan Shulan could think of something proud, she saw Chen Huan take out a key from behind. Chen Huan took the key and shook it at Fan Shulan.

"Hey, there are still such things as keys in this world."

Fan Shulan looked at Chen Huan's proud expression and screamed inwardly. This was a real mistake. Why didn't she think of this? As for her first kiss, she took the initiative to give it to her.

"Maybe it's locked inside." Fan Shulan said with her last hope.

But the result disappointed her. Chen Huan twisted the key in his hand a few times, and the door was opened.

After the door opened, Chen Huan pulled Fan Shulan and walked inside. With an unhappy expression on his face, he said, "I'm at a loss."

"Why did you lose? It was my first kiss." Fan Shulan protested.

"With your IQ, I think you should be able to deceive two of them." Chen Huan replied with a smile.

"You~~" Fan Shulan's eyes turned white. She was defeated by this gangster.

The first floor of the old building was very dilapidated, and all the equipment for black people to train, old tires, dumbbells and the like were placed there. It was obvious at a glance that Jackson was not on the first floor.

Not on the first floor, Chen Huan and Fan Shulan went straight to the second floor.

Going up to the second floor again, the two of them found that the second floor was decorated in a much unique way, including a living room.

The most important thing is that the two of them discovered that Jack, who had fainted, was lying on the sofa.

"Chen Huan, we found that bitch. Let's break his legs." When Fan Shulan saw Jack's scumbag, she couldn't help dragging Chen Huan up and said happily.

Jack had caused too much harm to her soul. If Fan Shulan retaliated a little, she would feel very sorry for herself.

"Don't move!"

Just when Chen Huan and Fan Shulan walked to the sofa where Jack was lying, a hoarse voice came from the door of the office.

Chen Huan and Fan Shulan looked up and were almost shocked.

Jackson was standing at the door of the office with a double-barreled shotgun in his hand. The barrel of the gun was pointed at Chen Huan and Fan Shulan.

Fan Shulan, who had never seen a gun before, was so frightened that she could hardly stand still. Who would have thought that Jackson had a gun hidden here?

Chen Huan looked at the shotgun in Jackson's hand and shouted in his heart that he had miscalculated. His hands were tightly holding Fan Shulan's delicate hand. In his current state, he was about to pounce and snatch the shotgun from Jackson's hand.

, it seems impossible.

When the status is full, it may still be possible.

Jackson held the shotgun and slowly approached the two of them. He stared at Chen Huan with a look of hatred on his face. He moved his throat and made a hoarse sound.

Jackson stared at Chen Huan with a ferocious smile on his face: "Chen Huan, you can't escape this time. If you experience harm again, you won't be as fast as a gun."

"Yes. I surrender. If you want to kill me, kill me first." Chen Huan raised his hands towards Jackson.

Chen Huan took the initiative to request, which startled Fan Shulan. She quickly jumped in front of Chen Huan. She said in a panic.

"If you want to kill, kill me first. It's all my fault that your nephew is like this."

At the critical moment, Fan Shulan revealed her feelings for Chen Huan.

"Quack, both of you have to die. Neither of you can escape. You have injured so many of my people and my nephew, do you think you can escape?" Jackson smiled coldly.

The barrel of his gun was pointed at Chen Huan and then at Fan Shulan. The murderous intent in his eyes became even stronger.

He smiled proudly, didn't say much, and pressed his finger on the trigger.

Jackson has lost his mind. Chen Huan's first feeling was that.

"Be careful!" Chen Huan's second reaction was to hold Fan Shulan's body and throw herself on the sofa aside.

"Bang!"

But it seemed that Chen Huan's action was a little late, and gunfire rang out. The two of them fell onto the sofa.

Fan Shulan thought she would die this time, but she was pinned down on the sofa by Chen Huan, but she came back to consciousness. She was fine.

If nothing happens to him, it only means that Chen Huan can be harmed.

She pointed her slender fingers at Chen Huan's back and felt her hands were wet. She held one hand and it was covered in blood.

Tears suddenly burst out uncontrollably. Chen Huan was shot to save herself.

"Chen Huan, are you okay? Chen Huan, don't scare me."

Fan Shulan cried desperately and shook Chen Huan's body desperately.

Fan Shulan shook for a while, and then Chen Huan slowly opened his eyes. He stared at Fan Shulan and said feebly: "I'm so tired. I really want to sleep."

Want to sleep? Fan Shulan suddenly remembered the plot on TV. This is a sign that he is about to die. If he falls asleep, he will never wake up.

"Chen Huan, Chen Huan, you can't sleep. You must not sleep." Fan Shulan cried again.

She had been hiding her feelings for Chen Huan before, until the moment she knew that Chen Huan was shot, she clearly understood that she really fell in love with Chen Huan. Especially when Chen Huan risked his own life and blocked the shot for herself. She found out

I can no longer extricate myself.

"Yes." Chen Huan nodded weakly. "Shulan, at this time, can I ask you a question?"

"Just ask. Just ask. Just don't fall asleep." Fan Shulan cried.

Chen Huan nodded. He looked at Fan Shulan and said feebly: "Shulan, if I'm okay, can you wear a short skirt with a full length in front of me? I've never seen it in my life.

Got through."

"Yeah~ yeah~ I promise you. Chen Huan, as long as you are fine, I will wear whatever you like to watch for you." Fan Shulan desperately wiped the tears on her face and said sadly to Chen Huan.

After Fan Shulan finished speaking, she suddenly felt her body relax. The weak Chen Huan had put on a smile and smiled at Fan Shulan: "Shulan, this is what you said. I didn't force you."

, Hehe. I just like to watch it."

Fan Shulan watched Chen Huan stand up without incident. She was dumbfounded this time. She suspected that she was hallucinating.

"Didn't you get shot?"

"Who said I was shot?"

"Then this blood." Fan Shulan showed the blood on her hands.

"For the black brothers out there."

"Then you said you were tired."

"After fighting for a day, I'm naturally tired. I just pounced, and all the strength in my body was used up." Chen Huan smiled proudly: "Shulan, don't lie to me. If you say I won't die, you can wear it for me.

See."

"Get out!" Faced with the shameless Fan Shulan, she could only squeeze out one word.

"Where is Jackson?" Fan Shulan woke up and quickly looked for Jackson.

Jackson was already lying at the door of the office holding a shotgun. A gleaming key hung above his throat. He was still lying on the ground, unable to die for a moment.

Needless to say, Chen Huan must have flown out in desperation just now.

In such a situation, Fan Shulan really doesn't know how to describe how he can attack himself and kill Jackson with flying keys.
To be continued...