"Oh, CEO, He Jian finally saw your anxious look. It turns out that you are not good-looking at all. The CEO is more handsome with a cold face." He Jian passively lay on Xue Shao's back, lowering his head, his voice
Showing weakness and joking.
"You brat! You just want to see me make a fool of myself, right? Wait until you get better and see how I deal with you!" Xue Shao was anxious. While teasing nervously with He Jian, he carried He Jian on his back and hurried towards the direction of the car.
run.
"Bang bang..." Several more gunshots rang out from behind, and the brothers who were covering him stopped him. The clear and crisp sound of the gun rubbing against the thick marble was extremely loud, and the smell of gunpowder also spread through the air.
"President, I smell that exciting scent again. Born from gunpowder, died..."
"Shut up! No one is allowed to mention death to me without my order!" Xue Shao gasped for breath and sternly scolded He Jian for his words.
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When He Jian was put in the car, Xue Shao was already sweating profusely and his eyes were bloodshot. He didn't care about anything else, got into the car and started driving quickly.
The highway backed up like the wind. Xue Shao knew that He Jian suffered a gunshot wound and it would be very troublesome to go to the hospital. In order to avoid the harassment of the media, Xue Shao remained rational in the panic and drove the car directly towards Xue Ting's
The private hospital was on its way, and I called Xue Ting in advance and asked him to wait at the private hospital.
"President..." He Jian's lips were already pale. He slumped down next to Xue Shao. He turned to look at Xue Shao and his calm and anxious expression, bearing pain. A feeling of warmth and distress suddenly arose in his heart.
"Stop talking..." Xue Shao stared at the front of the car and drove hard. He didn't want He Jian to waste his energy.
He Jian smiled weakly, "President, sometimes you are actually... very cute..." He Jian endured the pain, but could no longer hold back his words, speaking intermittently.
"I know that you kid has no good intentions and likes to play games that make fun of me. You kid, one day, wait until I send you to Africa as a refugee." Xue Shao suppressed the anxiety and worry in his heart and swallowed up those concerns.
He gritted his teeth and taunted He Jian with his words. Perhaps only in this way, the atmosphere was not too sad and his heart was not so trembling.
He Jian couldn't help laughing, blood kept pouring out of his chest, staining his entire white shirt red, and the back of the hand holding his chest was covered in thick and bright red blood.
"Xue Shao...in this life...I am the luckiest..."
"Good boy, you are getting more and more courageous. You dare to call him by his first name..." Xue Shaoyi's brotherly words blocked He Jian's words. He didn't want He Jian to say it. It seemed that something was about to come out of his mouth.
lose……
"...The most fortunate thing for me...is to be your brother!" He Jianxu said stubbornly with a soft voice. The huge pain in his chest made him breathless. He still held his breath and exhausted his whole body.
He had the strength to speak out the words that had been buried deep in his heart for many years.
"The gunpowder came... It's time to go..." He Jian murmured, as if he was talking to himself or Xue Shao. The more he said a sentence, the lower his voice became.
As the sound came to an end, his open eyes finally closed comfortably. The hand that had just grabbed his chest gradually softened...
At that moment, a torrent of regret surged up from Xue Shao's chest, spread throughout his body, and blocked his throat. He only felt that his throat was blocked by a huge astringent flow. He opened his mouth, wanting to scream out, wanting to scream out
He Jian's name cannot be pronounced...
The car was still driving forward under his control, and the airflow rushed past the car. The muscles at the corners of Xue Shao's mouth trembled because he was holding back the pain in his heart. His bloodshot eyes were filled with tears, and his lips
They were all trembling, and beads of sweat accumulated on their faces and foreheads...
The car was running along the road, as if it was walking for a while...
A group of gangsters gathered around to bully a boy. The boy shrank, his body was beaten with bruises, and the corners of his mouth were stained with bloodshot eyes.
"Bang!" The gangster headed by him was injured in his left arm by the sudden gunfire.
"I'll count to three, if you don't get out, your lives will remain here!" Xue Shao held up the still smoking gun, his eyes were cold, and his whole body was covered with cold air. He was not old, but he was filled with murderous intent.
The gangster was frightened and stumbled away!
"Wait a minute, my name is He Jian, can I follow you from now on?" The beaten boy got up and caught up with Xue Shao, who turned to leave with a cold face.
"Can you use a gun?" Xue Shao, a teenager, was already cold and exuding the aura of a king.
"No, but I am willing to follow you."
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Once we become sworn brothers, we will have a deep brotherhood for 20 years.
He Jian, who once followed Xue Shaoyong through the rain of gunfire, quietly closed his eyes at this moment, his body covered in blood.
Come in the gun, go out in the gun, He Jian is willing to be a killer with feelings.
Xue Shao remembered what He Jian once said. He said, "The fate of a killer is to die violently on the street, but even so, I am willing to do so. This is the path He Jian chose..."
Xue Shao's heart felt as painful as being torn out by several claws, making his internal organs tremble. Tears finally slid down his face from his eyes, accompanied by a devastating brake sound!
"Ah!" A roar cut through the dim and gorgeous sunset, and Xue Shao smashed the front glass of the car with one punch. Pain mixed with blood spread out from between his fists, which was shocking.
20 years of deep love, 20 years of silent persistence, 20 years of brothers were all destroyed at this moment, digging deeply into Xue Shao's heart, as if there was no space in his body, except for pain...
Xue Ting, who came out after hearing the sound, was stunned when he saw this scene. No matter how stupid he was, he knew what happened.
He Jian died, and he died before he could receive treatment... Xue Ting felt more weak than ever before, and her legs suddenly became weak.
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Ru Ge was anxious and uneasy in the hospital. She always had a vague feeling that something bad was going on, and she was so panicked. She was suddenly very worried about Xue Shao, worried that something would happen to him.
In the evening, Xue Shao did not come back. Ru Ge asked Xue Xue, but Xue Xue did not know where he was. Ru Ge became even more worried...
The moon she looked out was so round and bright, but the clear light emitted by the moon was still so cold.
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Xue Ting helped He Jian clean his wounds and blood stains on his body, and let him lie quietly on the bed.
"President, we have found out clearly that there are two groups of people who attacked us in this operation. One wave was sent by Rege, and the other wave was..." The brother who investigated came to report. After talking about it, he
He hesitated to speak but hesitated.
Xue Shao shot a sharp look, "Go on!" His red eyes were filled with murderous intent.
The brother was instinctively frightened, and told the truth, "The other wave is sent by the mayor, with the purpose of killing you." This time, the brother who reported the report said it bluntly, without hiding anything.
Xue Ting on the side trembled, Mayor! He wants to kill Brother Shao!
Xue Shao gritted his teeth and clenched his fists tightly, revealing the murderous intent of crushing people to pieces. He turned towards the cold He Jian with eyes as black as a cheetah, "This revenge must be avenged!" Xue Shao gritted his teeth.
, the ferocious eyes revealed a ferocious light like a beast.
Xue Ting looked in shock and saw that the white gauze on his right hand that he had just bandaged for Brother Shao turned red again, and there were strands of blood soaked in the gauze and dripping down. Xue Ting's heart was so painful that it was about to break...
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There were still 2 hours left before the court. A man came into the special care prison. His face was covered with ice, and his bloodshot eyes were filled with murderous intent. Even the police officer who helped him unlock the door did not dare to look directly into his eyes.
Because just standing next to him was enough to make my whole body tremble with horror, let alone seeing the person's face filled with strong murderous aura with my own eyes.
Huo Zhengqiang was called out. When he saw the person coming across from him, he, who had always been calm and composed, couldn't help but be startled. He saw Xue Shao's tall and muscular figure standing on the other side of the table in the visiting room, with dark eyes.
There was a red murderous aura, and his vigorous face was covered with a sharp cold air. He was looking at him with half-squinted eyes, and his sharp eyes seemed to pierce him full of holes!
Huo Zhengqiang couldn't help feeling a little guilty. It would be a lie to say that Xue Shao was not afraid at all, because now he was like a tiger that could pounce at any time and bite him to pieces.
But Huo Zhengqiang still insisted on looking at him, and did not look away embarrassedly. His slightly older eyes also looked at Xue Shao, their eyes met, and the shadows of swords and swords were flickering in their eyes.
Just when Huo Zhengqiang was about to be weakened by Xue Shao's sharp and cold gaze and almost unable to hold on any longer, Xue Shao suddenly broke away and moved slowly, gradually approaching Huo Zhengqiang.
Even across a table, Huo Zhengqiang felt an unprecedented fear towards the approaching Xue Shao. This man was too murderous! He was the embodiment of viciousness. There was nothing he dared not do, so just kill him now.
Yes, he can definitely do it!
Huo Zhengqiang's expression remained frozen, but sweat was streaming down his face, and he unconsciously took a step back.
"Sit down." Xue Shao glanced at Huo Zhengqiang out of the corner of his eye, with a cold expression, and spoke surprisingly calmly, and sat down at the table.
Huo Zhengqiang looked at Xue Shao defensively, suppressed the anxiety in his heart, and walked over and sat down. If Xue Shao really wanted to take action, he would not be able to escape.
"You're such a busy man, why are you here if you don't collect evidence to impeach me?" Huo Zhengqiang pretended to be calm and said. He glanced at Xue Shao and snorted coldly. From the all-powerful mayor to such a land, it was all thanks to Xue Shao.
Grant! Huo Zhengqiang, a wise man who was wise and confused for a while, could not even be compared to Xue Shao.
"You should be happy that I'm not dead and can still come to see you. Why are you surprised instead?" Xue Shao spoke in a leisurely tone, but every word was precise. His deep black eyes looked at Huo Zhengqiang.
"I don't have time to care whether you die or not, and I hope you don't interfere in my affairs!" Huo Zhengqiang looked at Xue Shao, his words seemed tough, but if you listen carefully, you can hear a hint of prayer.
Xue Shao's eyes flashed, and his deep black eyes narrowed dangerously. He leaned close to Huo Zhengqiang and shouted in a low voice, "I didn't expect that I would come to see you alive. If you can't kill me, you will be in pain!" Almost every word of Xue Shao's words was like