Chapter 1942 Gratitude and Enmity
Looking at Lin Qiuling's loss of vitality, Tang Ruoxue's whole body was cold.
The sorrow on her face endlessly, the tears in her eyes endless.
She came to the island a few days in advance to participate in the International Commercial Union Conference.
In essence, she originally wanted to communicate with Ye Fan and Song Hongyan, and communicated with Song Wansan.
She hopes that Song Wansan will not intervene in their battle with Tang Huangpu.
She doesn't want Song Wanan's stirring to break back her relationship with Ye Fan and others.
For this reason, she is also willing to reduce Song Wanan's international capital exchanges at Emgrand Bank.
She also wanted to use Ye Fan's face and humanity to obtain Song Wanan's concessions.
But she didn't think of it.
The eldest sister and Qiqi held Tang Wangfan just to welcome her in, and she saw Ye Fan's killer against her mother.
Tang Ruoxue didn't know how his mother escaped, but she couldn't watch her deadly.
So regardless of whether she is looking for Ye Fan, she hopes that he can give her mother a way.
Even if the rest of his life is closed, Tang Ruoxue can accept it frankly.
However, he did not expect that Ye Fan was unwilling to let his mother go, and Song Wansan twisted his mother's neck.
This made her sad and became crazy.
"Song Wanan, return my mother's life!"
Suddenly the anger shot on the sad face, Tang Ruoxue raised a shot and pointed at Song Wanan.
She was emotionally out of control, and she had become red.
No matter who killed Lin Qiuling in front of her, she would shoot without hesitation.
"Don't hurt my grandpa!"
When she raised the gun, Song Hongyan, not far away, raised a shot.
The muzzle did not hesitate to hit Tang Ruoxue.
The two sides even buckled the trigger at the same time.
" -"
Just when the two sides sprayed blood again, the figure of the scene flashed.
Ye Fan was sideways in front of Tang Ruoxue, and she grabbed her wrist and lifted it to the sky.
At the same time, when he turned, he turned Tang Ruoxue half of his body, and he blocked Tang Ruoxue's back.
"Bang Bang-"
A series of gunfire sounds, dense as Lianzhu, which stimulates the nerves of everyone.
Tang Ruoxue's muzzle was lifted by Ye Fan, and the six bullets were all scratched into the sky.
No bullet hurts Song Wansan.
At the same time, Ye Fan's back splashed a touch of blood, and his body trembled fiercely.
Song Hongyan's bullet hit his scapula.
Ye Fanping's face rarely passed a touch of pain.
It was just that he didn't move from Tang Ruoxue, and he still guarded her like a hen.
The outline of his face has a strong sense of righteousness in the cold wind, but at the same time, he has a vicissitudes of sadness.
His eyes are still helpless.
The process is short and fleeting, and then, Ye Fan's eyes have recovered peace.
However, Tang Ruoxue, who looked up at Ye Fan, stopped any movement when his mind trembled.
Why did she not expect that Ye Fan would block bullets at this time.
This kind of righteousness is unsatisfactory, which is similar to Ye Yanzu of Zhonghai.
It's just that Ye Fan's asylum makes Tang Ruoxue's heart more painful, more and more incompetent.
She hates this man, hates him to let the Tang family fall away, and hate him to let the Tang family break.
But I unknowingly owed more and more ...
"Ye Fan-"
"Fan'er-"
At this moment, everyone reacted and saw Ye Fan's injury. Zhao Mingyue exclaimed.
Countless people ran to Ye Fan.
Song Hongyan stunned for a while, and then screamed and rushed up.
"Ye Fan, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
"I don't want to hurt you, I am not intentional."
Song Hongyan's tears held Ye Fan's back under the rain, and could not accept that he hurt Ye Fan.
Even if she just shot a shot, she didn't mean to go to Ye Fan.
Seeing this, Zhao Mingyue couldn't stop stopping, and his expression could not be explained.
Everyone can see the grievances inside.
Song Wansan also sighed, slowly lowered his left hand.
In the palm, a touch of lotus -like traces disappeared.
"Ye Fan, I will return you this shot."
Song Hongyan, who wiped the tears, raised his hand to shot himself in the same position.
"Pap!"
Ye Fan grabbed the barrel with his eyes, and then moved away from Song Hongyan.
He drank: "Hongyan, don't be stupid, it's not about you."
"I blocked my own bullets! I hurt myself!"
"I'm fine, a little injury, don't be guilty, don't punish yourself, otherwise I'm more sorry for you."
Ye Fan soothed Song Hongyan: "This shot, I don't hate you, I understand you!"
He had no complaints about his shot, and made Song Hongyan even more guilty.
She sobbed her muzzle.
At this moment, Ye Fan looked at Tang Ruoxue in his arms again: "Ruo Xue, I also understand your mood ..."
"What do you understand? What do you understand?"
Tang Ruoxue roared again at Ye Fan:
"You killed my mother, he twisted my mother's neck, he killed my mother!"
"I want him to pay for his life, I want him to pay his life!"
She raised her muzzle again to point Song Wansan, not far away.
No matter what Lin Qiuling did, she couldn't stand her mother died in Song Wanshou.
Almost at the same time, Song Hongyan's firearms also held up Tang Ruoxue.
The hot muzzle is also accompanied by Song Hongyan's determination:
"Tang Ruoxue, you dare to move my grandpa, I will kill you!"
"I can see Ye Fan, tolerate you again and again, even because you give up the dispute between Tangmen."
"But I will never let you hurt my grandpa half."
"You dare to turn on this gun, even if Ye Fan hates me for a lifetime, I will explode your head."
Song Hongyan's voice trembled, but the hand holding the gun was as stable as Taishan.
"Hongyan, don't be impulsive."
Ye Fan pressed Song Hongyan's muzzle, and then held Tang Ruoxue's firearms:
"If Xue, I know, Lin Qiuling is your mother, you can't accept her being killed."
"But in my position, she had to die, otherwise the people around me would never be."
"If Lin Qiuling is not quiet today, I am afraid that she will be drowned alive."
"Even if you come again, Lin Qiuling must die today."
"Mr. Song Lao killed Lin Qiuling, but just suffered for me."
"Rather than hate him, it's better to hate me."
"I killed Lin Qiuling, I killed your mother."
"If you have to shoot anger, let me bear this shot."
After speaking, he moved his muzzle to himself, and pressed Tang Ruoxue's fair fingers.
"Bang--"
The muzzle sprayed a bullet, and a blood splashed from Ye Fan.
"let her go!"
Ye Fan roared.
Then he trembled and slowly fell back.
The last silhouette of his coma passed was Tang Ruoxue and Song Hongyan's tears ...
This chapter has been completed!