His bloody hands couldn't help but clasp together, and the muscles all over his body were so excited that they were tense.
He wanted to hold on to this beam of light and never let it go!
Seeing that Li Jingchen was out of danger, Lu Wanwan's body suddenly softened, and the hands holding the gun dropped.
"Wanwan?" Li Xuyang called her worriedly.
Lu Wanwan came back to his senses and looked at him.
Li Xuyang's heart shrank inexplicably, and an emotion stronger than "like her" came up, making him couldn't help but exclaim: "How could you shoot? How dare you shoot?!"
Lu Wanwan said slowly: "Back in the shooting gallery, your elder brother once taught me how to shoot."
Everything is just like instinct.
In other words, Li Jingchen, who was in trouble, inspired her potential that had been buried for many years.
She couldn't bear to watch Li Jingchen die.
So it can only be someone else who dies!
Li Xuyang was startled and suddenly realized that he should not treat her as a weak woman. When she was his sister-in-law, he was just a little kid who got into trouble.
At this time, sirens sounded outside, and it was not known which guest took advantage of the chaos to call the police.
Soon, the banquet hall was surrounded by police.
The mafia, Lin Yue's men, and members of the Lin family all raised their hands in a gesture of surrender.
"As long as anyone has a gun, take them away!"
After the police escorted these three gangs of dangerous people into the car, they did not forget to count the bodies on the ground, comfort the frightened guests, and took them back to the police station to take notes.
Seeing that everything was okay, Li Xuyang said to Lu Wanwan: "Wanwan, I will help you up."
Lu Wanwan said "hmm" and was about to stand up when he saw a big hand in front of him.
She was stunned and looked up, only to see a black shadow covering her body, and the owner of the shadow was smiling gently at her.
By some strange coincidence, Lu Wanwan put his hand into the opponent's palm and was pulled up by him.
Li Xuyang watched Li Jingchen snatch Lu Wanwan's hand, but he couldn't feel a trace of jealousy. There was even a voice coming out from the bottom of his heart, saying: This is how it should be!
Li Jingchen's rough fingertips rubbed the back of Lu Wanwan's cold hand and whispered: "Your hands are cold, are you scared?"
Lu Wanwan looked at his bloody fist, a little dazed.
Seeing this, Li Jingchen chuckled: "This is not my blood."
After a pause, he said relaxedly: "I took advantage of the terrain and killed all those who were chasing me without getting hurt."
Lu Wanwan looked at his messy forehead and damaged suit jacket, and knew that he was comforting her. It must have been very thrilling before!
"Why are your hands getting colder and colder?" Li Jingchen frowned and asked with concern: "Are you scared by the blood on me?"
Lu Wanwan shook his head and murmured: "I just missed the shot..."
Li Jingchen smiled meaningfully and said, "If you had just been shot, it would probably be more uncomfortable, right?"
Lu Wanwan missed the shot, fearing that she would not be able to help Li Jingchen, but if she missed it, it would be equivalent to killing someone, and she would have nightmares all night long.