Bang bang bang, three times, four men fell to the ground.
The last shot went straight through the hearts of the two men.
Those men didn't close their eyes before they died. They couldn't believe that they died like this. They looked at Ye Ming in horror. The man wore a peaked cap on his head. The peaked cap was pushed down extremely low. They only saw
The man's deep black eyes were cold and murderous, making people feel chilled.
Several men fell down.
Wu Xi and the few fiu elites at the corner were ready to draw their guns, but before they could draw their guns, those subordinates had already been dealt with.
They looked at the tall and muscular body in bewilderment. This marksmanship was really... superb!
They had never seen such a sharpshooter.
The tattooed man was also stunned. For one second, two seconds or three seconds, this man who suddenly broke in had already eliminated his men.
At this time, Ye Ming raised his hand and pointed the black muzzle at the tattooed man.
But, there are no more bullets.
No more bullets!
The tattooed man was about to laugh. He immediately raised his hand and wanted to shoot Ye Ming.
Ye Ming curled the corners of his cold lips and threw the gun in his hand directly, hitting the tattooed man in the head.
The tattooed man showed his teeth in pain and let go of Tiantian. He was so frightened that he turned around and ran away.
Ye Ming let go of He Bing, stepped forward, and easily caught up with the tattooed man. He raised his strong left leg and kicked the tattooed man's calf.
Oops, the tattooed man threw a dog and ate its shit.
Ye Ming kicked away the pistol, stepped on the tattooed man's head, and stepped down casually.
The tattooed man's face was grim with pain, and he yelled, "Who are you? Let me go!"
"Ha," Ye Ming forced out a solemn laugh from his throat, and said quietly, "I am your father, my father, my dear grandson, please call me grandpa!"
"You!" The tattooed man vomited blood angrily.
"Tiantian, are you okay?" He Bing quickly got up and supported Tiantian.
Tiantian even forgot to cry. She looked at Ye Ming's figure with admiration, "Wow, he is so handsome. He is my unparalleled hero!"
He Bing, “…”
At this time, Wu Xi and others hurried over and restrained the tattooed man.
"Sir, I wonder what you call him?" Wu Xi looked at Ye Ming.
Ye Ming lowered his cap and without looking at Wu Xi, he stretched out his long legs and came to He Bing, whispering, "Come with me."
He walked to a remote corner in front.
"Bingbing, what's your relationship with him? Is he your boyfriend? Your boyfriend is so handsome!"
Tiantian had forgotten the panic just now and had a look of gossip on her face.
“…”
He Bing pulled out her thin legs and came behind Ye Ming. Like a child who had done something wrong, she secretly glanced at his tall and thick back.
His tall and strong back was hidden in the darkness, like a powerful dark emperor, making people want to worship him.
He seemed angry.
kindness…
He Bing stepped forward, reached out and grabbed the sleeve of his shirt, and gently pulled it, "I'm already here, why don't you say anything?"
Ye Ming turned his head, his deep black eyes fell on her palm-sized face, and his deep voice was cold and unhappy, "Do you know you are wrong?"
He Bing knew what he was talking about. She explained, "That bullet can't hit my heart, but I can blow his head. Tiantian's crisis is resolved. Even if the team leader and the others are not here, I can solve the remaining problems."
Those men who did it..."
"But the premise is that you will be shot once or how many times? He Bing, you are really capable. Don't you want to die?" Ye Ming interrupted her.
He Bing hesitated and quickly met his stern gaze, "Ye Ming, is this the first day you have met me? The thing I am least afraid of is death."
"You!" Ye Ming raised his hand, pretending to hit her.
He Bing did not avoid it, she raised her little face to meet his slap, "Hit me, hit me hard!"
Ye Ming's raised palm froze in mid-air. Looking at her stubborn and lonely look, he felt a sudden pain in his heart.
His big palm fell on her fragrant shoulder, and he pulled her forcefully into his arms.
Suddenly bumping into his hard and broad arms, He Bing quickly stretched out his hands and put them on his chest, trying to push him away, but his body was as hard as a wall and he couldn't push him away no matter what.
She angrily raised her pink fist and hit him hard, "Why are you so hard?"
"Hard?" Ye Ming raised his heroic eyebrows, held her willow-like waist with his big palm and pressed her into his arms, "Where am I so hard, huh?"
“…”
She didn't mean that at all, but he said it in a somewhat ambiguous tone!
"Ye Ming, let me go!" She twisted in his arms like a little water snake.
Ye Ming gently smelled the faint grandma's body fragrance exuding from her body, his eyes darkened, and his arms continued to tighten, hugging her tightly.
At this time, He Bing's hand came to his heart and accidentally touched something.
What's this?
It was round and hard, as if it were strung on a red rope and hung around his neck.
He Bing stopped struggling, and her soft fingertips slowly touched the hard and round thing, which seemed to be... a ring.
The ring was hung on a red string and attached to the place closest to his heart.
He Bing's heartbeat accelerated instantly.
There was a ring hanging on his body.
"What is this?" He Bing asked.
Ye Ming didn't expect that she would find his ring. He immediately let go of He Bing and avoided the topic, "It's nothing."
She didn't know it when he bought the ring three years ago.
He Bing looked at him, "This is a ring, right? Why are you wearing a ring?"
"I have something else to do, so I'll leave first." Ye Ming turned around and wanted to leave.
"Don't leave." He Bing grabbed him, raised his little hand, opened the button on his collar, and took out the red rope from his neck.
Her series of actions were really done in one go, very domineering.
Ye Ming found that she was getting more and more fierce. Not only now, she was also easily... the woman was on top of the man.
However, he... liked her very much.
The diamond ring in Ye Ming's neck fell into her hand.
It's really a ring.
"You... bought it?" she asked.
Ye Ming looked at her at such a close distance, and her long and slender feathers, like butterfly and cicada wings, trembled and trembled, like a small fan, which was endearing.
Ye Ming pursed his thin lips and said nothing.
"Why don't you speak? Oh, I understand. Is this ring bought for some pretty girl? Ye Ming, you are such a bastard!" He Bing left him and turned around to leave.
The next second, Ye Ming's big palm clasped her wrist, "Where are those pretty little girls? Why didn't I see any of them? I only saw you, the pretty little girl."