As he said that, the man shot several more bullets and shot wildly at the other party's wrist.
After a while, the masked man A's wrist was broken by a bullet.
The masked man could not bear such rough torture, and was in pain and died of pain.
Lin Qianqian was breathing and looked at Yan Mubei in disbelief.
He is too cruel.
Lin Qianqian turned her face away and dared not look at the flesh and blood on the ground anymore.
Although she hated these masked people, they did everything they could tortured and teased her in every way.
But in the end they just tore off her clothes and did not infringe on her further.
And they were beaten to death by Yan Mubei because they touched her body.
After all, it is a life, and Lin Qianqian cannot be cold-blooded and ruthless.
From the initial panic, to the later captured and intimidated, to escaping in the rain of bullets, and finally facing the tragic death of others.
At this moment, Lin Qian felt a little breathless. Her body shook, held the chair next to her and sat down slowly.
Looking up, I saw that there were dead bodies, struggling and twitching in distorted manner.
Her chest was tight and her breath was short and her whole body was trembling. She was a little relieved of the blows.
Seeing this, Guo Fenglai tied up the masked man C, ran to the accounting desk to take out the shawl inside, and put it on Lin Qianqian.
She gently put her shoulders and patted her comfortingly: "It's okay, don't be afraid."
Lin Qianqian looked at her blankly, not knowing what to say, but felt that her whole body was trembling so hard that she could not control it.
Yan Mubei stood up from masked man A, raised his head slightly, his chest fluctuated, and his anger was not over.
His eyes fell on Lin Qianqian. Looking at her, his eyes were too deep and complicated to make people unable to look directly.
She also looked at him, hugging each other with her arms, not crying, but she was like fallen leaves under the autumn wind, shaking.
Such a pitiful person, because of him, she was afraid of unprecedented fear.
Yan Mubei was extremely heartbroken and raised his legs to walk towards her.
Suddenly, he staggered, his body tilted to the left, and his right leg quickly stabilized his body.
Seeing this, Guo Fenglai screamed: "Young Master Yan, your feet..."
Lin Qianqian's gaze moved downward and looked at the man's left foot, where the blood flowed continuously.
But he was like a ok person, and walked towards her two big strodes, reached out and pulled her into his arms, and hugged her tightly.
She was always like falling into a soft body in an ice cellar. Because of the man's strong hug, she was instantly calmed down by warmth.
The trembling body was still trembling, but it was no longer desolate and frightened, but finally felt like it fell back to the ground.
Involuntarily, Lin Qianqian reached out and hugged him hard: "Mu Bei..."
She cried.
Crying bitterly after the disaster.
Release all the fear and anxiety in your heart to your heart.
"It's okay, don't be afraid." He said the same thing as Guo Fenglai, but he could soothe her heart more than Guo Fenglai: "I said I don't have to be afraid, I won't let you have something to do."
He lowered his head and kissed the top of her hair heavily, and hugged her hard, clenching hard.
Just now, he thought he was going to lose her.
Watching her crying, watching her suffer grievances.
For the first time, he felt that he was so useless.
In his place, he actually caused her to be hit by such a terrible attack.
When the gun was pressed against her head and when she cried and called his name, he realized it deeply...