302. Chapter 302 You are a soldier and he is a thief 5
Seeing him like this, Jiang Weiwei's struggle gradually became smaller.
"..."
As if he noticed something, Xiang Yutian stopped in front of the revolving glass door and turned back to look at them——
Their figures were reflected in Xiang Yutian's pupils.
His eyes were fixed on Ancheng's hand holding Jiang Weiyi, and a ball of flame gathered in his eyes, growing stronger and stronger...
Jiang Weiyi knew what Xiang Yutian's expression meant, and couldn't help but say, "Ancheng, let go!"
Her tone was a little panicked.
She didn't want Xiang Yutian to misunderstand...
"good."
An Cheng let her go, but still held her hand tightly.
Jiang Weiyi broke free.
An Cheng tightened his grip more and more, not letting her go, not letting her go...
"Take your hands away-"
Like a sound coming from deep in the forest.
Xiang Yutian roared out, his eyes staring straight at their hands, his face livid, "Damn blind man! Get your dirty hands away from her!"
"..."
Jiang Weiwei looked at Xiang Yutian's expression getting more and more ugly, and tried to shake An Cheng's hand away.
An Cheng tightened his grip, took a step forward, and stood in front of Jiang Weiwei. He looked unfocused in the direction of Xiang Yutian, and his voice was calm but solemn, "Xiang Yutian, listen to me, you and I have already
It doesn’t matter anymore.”
The words fell.
Everything around is quiet.
Xiang Yutian's hands were handcuffed behind his back, his back was straight, he was tall, and his face was so charming that it didn't look like a real person.
At this moment, he glared at Ancheng's face with hatred, gritted his teeth, and his eyes slid down, once again focusing on Jiang Weiwei's hand held tightly by Ancheng.
That's his woman.
"Damn blind man! What the hell do you have to touch her! Let her go!"
Xiang Yutian shouted hysterically as if he suddenly went crazy.
The next second, Xiang Yutian suddenly rushed towards An Cheng, raised his long legs and kicked him.
"Bang."
Anjo couldn't see it, and he didn't even have time to make defensive moves. He was kicked to the ground hard, and blood burst out from the wound, staining his shirt red.
Ancheng fell to the ground and still wanted to hold on to Jiang Weiwei's hand.
Jiang Weiwei withdrew his hand.
His hands were empty.
Anjo's glass-like eyes were dim and dull, and he took back his hand abruptly.
In order to prevent Xiang Yutian from misunderstanding, she would rather throw away his hand and let him fall...
"Don't move!"
Dozens of spears were aimed at Xiang Yutian at the same time, quickly surrounding him.
Xiang Yutian glanced disdainfully at the armed police and sergeants around him, his coquettish face full of arrogance and unruly, not caring that the black muzzles were all aimed at him.
"Hehe. If you dare, shoot! I'll see who dares to kill me!"
Xiang Yutian sneered, raised his foot and stepped hard on An Cheng's chest.
"Well--"
Anjou was injured more and more.
The shirt was stained red...
A group of people held guns but did not dare to fire, partly because they were frightened by Xiang Yutian's ferocious eyes, and partly because Xiang Yutian had to be captured alive in order to get the huge property behind him.
"Damn you blind man! If you dare to touch her again in the future, I will cripple your hands and feet. I will make you live but not die!"
Xiang Yutian continued to kick An Cheng arrogantly, venting his deepest anger.
Several armed policemen rushed to pull him away, but were kicked far away by Ying Yutian.
Xiang Yutian's leather shoes crushed An Cheng's hand hard.
Ancheng was blind, couldn't see everything, and had nowhere to hide. He could only grit his teeth and bear it... Jiang Weiwei looked at him like this, and the extent of his struggle gradually became smaller.
"..."
As if he noticed something, Xiang Yutian stopped in front of the revolving glass door and turned back to look at them——
Their figures were reflected in Xiang Yutian's pupils.
His eyes were fixed on Ancheng's hand holding Jiang Weiyi, and a ball of flame gathered in his eyes, growing stronger and stronger...
Jiang Weiyi knew what Xiang Yutian's expression meant, and couldn't help but say, "Ancheng, let go!"
Her tone was a little panicked.
She didn't want Xiang Yutian to misunderstand...
"good."
An Cheng let her go, but still held her hand tightly.
Jiang Weiyi broke free.
An Cheng tightened his grip more and more, not letting her go, not letting her go...
"Take your hands away-"
Like a sound coming from deep in the forest.
Xiang Yutian roared out, his eyes staring straight at their hands, his face livid, "Damn blind man! Get your dirty hands away from her!"
"..."
Jiang Weiwei looked at Xiang Yutian's expression getting more and more ugly, and tried to shake An Cheng's hand away.
An Cheng tightened his grip, took a step forward, and stood in front of Jiang Weiwei. He looked unfocused in the direction of Xiang Yutian, and his voice was calm but solemn, "Xiang Yutian, listen to me, you and I have already
It doesn’t matter anymore.”
The words fell.
Everything around is quiet.
Xiang Yutian's hands were handcuffed behind his back, his back was straight, he was tall, and his face was so charming that it didn't look like a real person.
At this moment, he glared at Ancheng's face with hatred, gritted his teeth, and his eyes slid down, once again focusing on Jiang Weiwei's hand held tightly by Ancheng.
That's his woman.
"Damn blind man! What the hell do you have to touch her! Let her go!"
Xiang Yutian shouted hysterically as if he suddenly went crazy.
The next second, Xiang Yutian suddenly rushed towards An Cheng, raised his long legs and kicked him.
"Bang."
Anjo couldn't see it, and he didn't even have time to make defensive moves. He was kicked to the ground hard, and blood burst out from the wound, staining his shirt red.
Ancheng fell to the ground and still wanted to hold on to Jiang Weiwei's hand.
Jiang Weiwei withdrew his hand.
His hands were empty.
Anjo's glass-like eyes were dim and dull, and he took back his hand abruptly.
In order to prevent Xiang Yutian from misunderstanding, she would rather throw away his hand and let him fall...
"Don't move!"
Dozens of spears were aimed at Xiang Yutian at the same time, quickly surrounding him.
Xiang Yutian glanced disdainfully at the armed police and sergeants around him, his coquettish face full of arrogance and unruly, not caring that the black muzzles were all aimed at him.
"Hehe. If you dare, shoot! I'll see who dares to kill me!"
Xiang Yutian sneered, raised his foot and stepped hard on An Cheng's chest.
"Well--"
Anjou was injured more and more.
The shirt was stained red...
A group of people held guns but did not dare to fire, partly because they were frightened by Xiang Yutian's ferocious eyes, and partly because Xiang Yutian had to be captured alive in order to get the huge property behind him.
"Damn you blind man! If you dare to touch her again in the future, I will cripple your hands and feet. I will make you live but not die!"
Xiang Yutian continued to kick An Cheng arrogantly, venting his deepest anger.
Several armed policemen rushed to pull him away, but were kicked far away by Ying Yutian.
Xiang Yutian's leather shoes crushed An Cheng's hand hard.
Anjo is blind, unable to see everything, and has nowhere to hide. He can only grit his teeth and bear it...