Ai Meng knew it well and deliberately held on, "Did you do something bad? Why do you want to run away?"
Annie was so frightened that she lost her mind, her head was buzzing, and she had only one thought: to leave here, as far away as possible.
how so?
The report clearly stated that she was in City H, so how could she suddenly appear in City S, thousands of miles away?
She was in a state of confusion, her face was pale, and she could not hide the look of fear, but she kept walking and pulled the king away quickly, "If you talk nonsense again, I will sue you."
King looked at it and was surprised and confused. What was she afraid of?
Ai Meng was confident, the old god was here, "Sue, I'm waiting for you to sue."
Qingting's heart was beating wildly, and his legs were chasing after him uncontrollably. In the past seven years, while walking on the road, he saw similar figures from behind more than once, but he was disappointed every time.
But she still didn't give up, no matter how painful the result was, she persisted in seeing clearly.
A figure blocked her path, "I'm sorry, but for my sake, please stop arguing. Miss, please don't run around."
He is a well-dressed groom.
Qingting recognized the other person at a glance, Qiao, Qi Rui's good friend and a bad friend who ran a casino in Las Vegas. She and Qi Rui met once when they were newly married.
"Qiao, you don't recognize me?"
Qiao looked at her with a serious expression, "You Asians have similar faces. I only remember my wife's face. I'm sorry, have we known each other before?"
He looked serious, as if there was something serious about him.
Qingting narrowed his eyes dangerously and keenly noticed something was wrong, "I am Ye Qingting, Leng Qirui's wife. Don't tell me that you don't know Leng Qirui."
Her tone was aggressive, as strong as ever, and she was not easy to fool.
Qiao was stunned for a moment, his expression very gloomy.
"Of course I know him, my best friend, but it's a pity that he died so young, which makes people sad and sad."
He sighed long and short, with a sad look on his face.
Qingting looked at him coldly, with an expression as cold as snow, and suddenly raised his voice and shouted, "Stop, the man in the black suit in front of you, stop, stop running, turn your face."
Her sudden drink made everyone faint. She was so domineering and direct, like choking on a small pepper.
The king stopped subconsciously, his heart trembling inexplicably.
"Is she calling me?"
Anne was so frightened that she was shaking all over, her hands were covered in cold sweat. She forced a smile and said, "Ignore her, she is an inexplicable lunatic. It's so annoying. Let's go quickly. The plane is ready. Let's go to Paris..."
The farther you fly, the better, and the beauty will never be seen again.
Qingting wanted to catch up, but was blocked by Qiao. She kept talking, and she became furious. She pulled out a pocket pistol from nowhere, pointed it at the sky, and fired several bullets in succession, "Boom, boom, boom."
Everyone was stunned, subconsciously holding their heads and lying down, screaming again and again.
"Ahhhh, my God."
The scene was in chaos, with ghosts crying and wolves howling.
Annie's legs gave way and she fell to the ground. Her body was shaking wildly and her face was as white as snow. The horror of Ye Qingting was far beyond her imagination.
The corners of Qiao's mouth twitched in anger, and he pointed at Qingting and yelled angrily.
"You're crazy. You dare to shoot. It's too much. This is my once-in-a-lifetime wedding ceremony..."
I have never seen such a crazy woman. The way she kills gods and Buddhas when she meets them is so scary.
Qingting pointed his gun at him and smiled coldly, "Don't hinder me, step aside."
The bride was so frightened that she rushed over, hugged her husband's waist, and repeatedly warned her, "Husband, don't be impulsive. He has a gun in his hand."