"Qin Ningrui, you went too far today. It's okay for you to hurt me. I'm sorry for you and I deserve it. But you shouldn't let Uncle Qin down. Don't you know how many people have placed high hopes on you since you were a child?
"
He was once her parents' hope.
She unscrewed the cap of the wine bottle she brought, used the cap to catch a full bottle of wine, raised her hands and sprinkled it in front of the tombstone.
Then she poured another cup and sprinkled it in front of Jiang Fangming's tombstone.
The words "loving father, loving mother" on the tombstone brought tears to her eyes.
I knew that she would not be strong and shed tears when she knelt here, so she did not dare to come after her father died.
Whenever she cries, her father will say that she has no future, is a coward, and is nothing like his daughter.
He poured another bottle of wine and drank it himself.
The wine was as spicy as ever, and she really didn't understand how so many people could like this taste and even become addicted to it.
Suddenly a tall figure came out from behind her, grabbed her arm with a big hand and dragged her up, "Mu Mu, let's go."
Before Mu Mu had time to react, her thin body was already tightly held in the man's arms.
‘Bang bang bang’
What passed into her ears was the continuous sound of gunfire.
Her heart was in her throat. She looked at the man's face with wide eyes, and nervously grabbed his clothes with both hands, "Brother Qin."
Her eyes flashed suddenly, "Be careful."
Holding Qin Ningrui's waist with both hands, she stepped in front of him and led him around twice.
A bullet flew past them less than ten centimeters away.
One wave comes after another.
Four or five tall men in white shirts seemed to have landed in the cemetery without warning. She didn't notice it at all just now.
"There are no bullets." The gun in Qin Ningrui's hand was out of bullets. He quickly put the gun into his pocket, picked up Mu Mu with both hands, held her head tightly in his arms, and flew away
Weaving through the hail of bullets.
Mu Mu was frightened, uneasy, and worried. She wanted to speak but couldn't open her mouth, so she could only make a muffled sound of "woo woo".
Does he think he is bulletproof glass or something? Why are the men she meets so self-righteous, thinking that this is protection.
She couldn't resist too fiercely at this time.
Qin Ningrui ran to the car with Mu Mu in her arms, opened the door and pushed Mu Mu into the car, "It doesn't matter if you drive for a while."
His breathing was a little heavy, and Mu Mu's heart sank, knowing that he must have been shot.
He climbed into the driver's seat quickly and hurriedly.
Qin Ningrui also got into the car, leaned back on the seat, and gasped for air.
"Bang bang bang" the bullet hit the car body and shattered the windshield.
The glass scratched Mu Mu's face and the back of her hands.
Ignoring the pain, she found the car key, turned it on, stepped on the accelerator, reversed, turned around, and completed a series of procedures without hesitation.
He stepped on the accelerator, dashing through the hail of bullets like lightning, and drove towards the cemetery gate.
"Another wave is coming." Mu Mu said in shock.
She didn't know when several more people in black shirts appeared, but before she could see them clearly, the car had already driven out of the cemetery.
After driving out for a long time, I could still faintly hear gunshots.
She didn't see anyone catching up with her through the rearview mirror, so why were there gunshots?
Mu Mu frowned in confusion and turned his gaze to Qin Ningrui.
His face was pale, there was a lot of sweat on his forehead, and his eyebrows were trembling violently.
