In fact, they never thought about it from beginning to end, nor did they plan to let the child go!
I asked Shangguan Zhixing to go back just because she was able to save Li Ye.
Sikong Lingge tightened the gun in his hand, "I'll say it again last time, put the child down, you all retreat ten meters away!"
"Listen to the song..."
Mrs. Feng wanted to say something, but Sikong Lingge didn't want to listen anymore, and didn't want to bewitched by her words anymore.[
"roll!"
"Bang bang"
Sikong Lingge roared and fired two shots to warn him.
Mrs. Feng's whole body trembled, how dare she say anything else? She glanced at Mrs. Feng and immediately did as Sikong Lingge's words.
Slowly put the child down and exit.
Far away, media reporters heard gunfire again, and became even more turbulent, rushing forward, all trying to grab the headlines.
Mr. Feng ordered people to block all media reporters outside the door and prevent them from spying on them.
Although the media reporters had a lot of opinions, due to Mr. Feng's position in the political world, he did not dare to offend him easily, so he could only withdraw obediently.
At the same time, here the guest room.
Sikong Lingge stood behind the door, listening to the situation outside, and was very nervous.
After a few seconds, he was sure that no sound came from outside. Sikong Lingge turned his head and pointed to a servant nearest, "You, open the door."
"Yes..." The servant did not dare to delay for a moment and went to open the door.
While driving, he looked at the gun in Sikong Ling's singer in fear, his face turned gray.
Several times, I was so shaking that I couldn't hold the door handle and slipped open.
The servant gritted his teeth and insisted, and finally opened the door.
The corridor was empty and there was no one.
Mrs. Feng actually dared to deceive her and didn’t leave the child behind!?
A raging flame suddenly surged in her chest. Sikong Lingge's eyes were red with anger. He raised his hand suddenly and was about to shoot Fang Yiren who was lying on the sofa and end her life...
Just a second before she was about to pull the trigger, the servant suddenly screamed [
"Sikong Host, Child"
The singer Sikong Ling suddenly put away and turned around, and saw the child wrapped in a thin blanket and placed in the corner.
Without thinking, Sikong Lingge rushed over
The child was lying in the middle of the blanket, sucking his fingers, his face was flushed, and he looked very healthy, not at all like he had been tossed by Fang Yiren.
Sikong Lingge carefully picked up the child, fearing that he would hurt her if he had heavy movements.
As soon as the child smelled the familiar smell, he immediately came into Sikong Lingge's arms.
Sikong Lingge's eyes were foggy and tears almost fell.
She quickly reached out to wipe it off, and from the corner of her eyes she caught a glimpse of the servant, who was cat, and secretly waved to Mrs. Feng in the distance, notifying them to come...
His face suddenly turned soaring, his gun pointed at them, and he snorted fiercely, "It seems that you want to taste what the bullet tastes like."
The servants were shocked and shook in the corner in horror.
"Si, Sikong Host…"
Sikong Lingge slowly stood up, aimed his gun at them, his face cold.
The servants hugged each other in a ball, and they were so scared that they almost disappeared.
"Si, Sikong Host, Husband, Madam has left the child as you ask...Miss Fang has shed a lot of blood... If she doesn't seek medical treatment, she will die..."
"Die?" Sikong Lingge sneered, "That kind of woman who can even take action against a child under the age of age, die."