Yan Mubei's eyes widened, and his body reacted instinctively. He quickly grabbed Lin Qianqian and pressed her under him.
And he wrapped her tightly with his body to block the incoming bullets for her.
Metal and metal sounds.
The bullet hit the back of his wheelchair and fell to the ground.
Qi Yifeng over there fired again, bang bang bang, and after three shots, he fell backwards.
His super strong willpower supported his sanity and gave him a quarter of an hour of clarity.
He missed, and all his bullets flew around.
At this moment, he couldn't concentrate on shooting, and the shot he fired was in vain.
No, it can't go on like this.
He will be captured alive by Yan Mubei, and the rest of his life will definitely be worse than death.
No, he can't die here.
He still wants to go home, and he still wants to grab what belongs to him.
He cannot die here.
Qi Yifeng suddenly turned the gun and pressed the muzzle against his arm.
After the bang, his arms and body trembled.
"Ah..." Qi Yifeng screamed in pain. With this heartbreaking pain, his reason defeated the power of the anesthetic.
Suddenly he became extremely sober, staring with a pair of ferocious eyes as big as a cow.
Yan Mubei and Lin Qianqian heard the cry and quickly looked up, only to see Qi Yifeng rushing out of the big house like crazy.
"He..." Lin Qianqian quickly jumped up to chase after him.
Yan Mubei quickly grabbed her: "Don't go, let him go."
He pulled her into his arms forcefully and took a deep breath.
Nothing is more important than you.
————★The dividing line of one-day addiction★————
After walking out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, Yang Taotao and Wu Dongqiang each held a small red book.
Ten months ago, they received their marriage certificate on the same day.
Ten months later, they received the divorce certificate on the same day.
The object is the same, but the mood is completely different.
Taotao looked at the sports car at the bottom of the steps. Sitting in the car was the youthful Xiao Ke.
She was walking down with a smile on her face, rushed up quickly, and reached out to take the certificate in Wu Dongqiang's hand.
She couldn't wait to open it, and then the smile on her face bloomed as delicately as a flower.
Wu Dongqiang felt inexplicably annoyed and felt that the smile on her face was too dazzling.
He turned around and looked at Yang Taotao: "You..., I will take you home."
Yang Taotao opened her mouth and was about to speak, when Xiao Ke squeezed in between them, held Wu Dongqiang's arm with both hands, and said coquettishly: "Dong Qiang, I'm hungry, let's go eat."
"You get in the car and wait for me. I have something to say to Taotao." Wu Dongqiang pulled Xiao Ke's hand, his voice a little unhappy.
The good man who had always been gentle and shy seemed to have matured a lot in an instant, and a sense of majesty oozed from his body.
Xiaoke pursed his lips, stamped his feet and reluctantly turned around and walked away.
Yang Taotao watched her take away the divorce certificate.
She lowered her head, tightened her hands hanging by her side, and held the divorce certificate tightly.
How much of a failure must she have to lose to a man.
Her husband would rather love a man than her, which is ironic enough.
In the past few days, calls from her parents, relatives and friends came in turn, and her phone ran out of battery. Then she threw the phone at home and never charged it again.
Please keep your ears quiet.
But when she saw them standing together, the discomfort in her heart surged, painful and astringent.
They knew each other for a year, got married for ten months, shared a different bed for four months, and lived apart for six months.