Wu Jiu'er's lips were very fragrant and soft, but Feng Yan lightly printed them and separated, which can be regarded as a spoof and a punishment.

Five minutes passed quickly, and time returned to normal again.

———— everyone didn't see the imaginary scene of bloody apes.

The bullet did not hit Feng Yan's forehead, but instead a bullet hole appeared on a wall directly behind Wu Jiu'er, and the bullet flipped up the fragments of the wall and fell to the ground.

But at this moment, Wu Jiu'er was a little stunned, and the blankness in her eyes seemed to feel a little incredible, as if she had been hooked away from her soul, and she didn't come back to her senses for a long time.

The housekeeper saw Wu Jiu'er's abnormality at this time and reminded him softly.

"Miss, you're alright!"

Feng Yan looked at Wu Jiu'er with a smile, and there was ambiguity in his eyes.

"Well, that's how my sincerity is?"

Wu Jiu'er's mind seemed to be in a state of death at this time, as blank as a blank piece of paper.

Although I was surprised that Feng Yan didn't die, it didn't seem to be the point.

Just now I obviously felt a strange feeling, my lips seemed to touch something, and that feeling instinctively disgusted me.

Seeing Wu Jiu'er's distraction, Feng Yan woke up Wu Jiu'er at this moment, and he smiled evilly, like an old fox who had succeeded in his conspiracy, and he was proud.

"Beauty, your lips, I love it very much. ”

Hearing this, Wu Jiu'er immediately understood, and her eyes focused on Feng Yan's face. It seems that he wants to imprint this person deeply in his mind. But it's not love, it's naked killing.

"He kissed himself and took away my first kiss.............."

Then a huge sense of anger rushed to my heart, and the temperament of frost could no longer remain, more like an active volcano that erupted at any time. His eyes erupted with a terrifying bloodlust.

"He took away my most precious thing, unforgivable. He had to die. ”

The shot just now, although it was a little bizarre and weird, did not affect Wu Jiu'er to fire the next shot. So he immediately pulled the trigger, and the sound of the impact of the gun needle made everyone think that Feng Yan was in a catastrophe.

But how can things be so simple, the bullet did not come out of the hall unexpectedly, and the pistol was like a jammed bullet, and not a single bullet was fired.

Everyone thought that Feng Yan was lucky, but then they knew that they were wrong, and they were very wrong.

Wu Jiu'er saw that the pistol was jammed, and she didn't have time to think about it and hurriedly checked the gun in her hand, and the strangeness in her heart became more and more intense.

This gun is beautifully made, beautiful and generous. It can be said that it is specially customized for Wu Jiuer, and I can't put it down. I've never had a problem before, but this time it suddenly got stuck. completely disrupted Wu Jiu'er's plan.

However, Wu Jiu'er found that the pistol did not find any problems, could it be that Feng Yan was lucky? Wu Jiu'er thought so.

However, Feng Yan seemed to see the doubts in Wu Jiu'er's heart, and took advantage of Wu Jiu'er's contemplation, and before the other party could reflect it, he snatched the pistol over.

When Feng Yan snatched the pistol, Wu Jiu'er secretly scolded herself for being useless.

In her opinion, Feng Yan is the kind of existence that can stab people with a knife with a smile, and her ruthlessness is not weaker than her at all.

At this time, Feng Yan, who got the robbery, was even more terrifying than just now, and the danger level directly rose a notch, and no one knew if Feng Yan would go crazy and shoot at himself and others.

Wu Jiu'er secretly took a few steps back, and at the same time gave a vague look to the housekeeper on the side and gave an order.

As for why this gun is jammed, of course Feng Yan himself knows, it is nothing more than Feng Yan himself making a ghost.

Skillfully playing with this pistol, to be honest, I used to play with imitation guns, and now I always feel a little happy when I touch the real gun.

Feng Yan opened the magazine of the pistol, and reinstalled the bullet that had been unloaded before on the magazine. The pistol never jammed, but the bullets inside were gone, and it was just an empty gun.

At this moment, Wu Jiu'er's eyes shrank slightly when she saw Feng Yan install the magazine again.

The gun was hers, and of course she knew the specifics of the gun. It is unbelievable that the bullets of this gun, which had been full before, were quietly unloaded at this moment.

However, there were not many bullets, a total of about 10 rounds, and after the bullets were equipped, Feng Yan put the pistol in the hall again, and then carefully looked at the pistol in his hand.

This gun is the Desert Eagle. The 50 AE caliber weighs 2 kg.

The appearance is so exquisite, it is not an exaggeration to say that an elephant can be knocked down with one shot. Feng Yan likes this gun no matter how he looks at it, and he can't put it down.

After all, there is no boy who doesn't like guns and has his own dream of being a soldier.

At this time, looking up at Wu Jiu'er's embarrassed look, Feng Yan couldn't help but feel a little funny.

"Beauty, look here. ”

Hearing this, Wu Jiu'er subconsciously looked at Feng Yan, but with a wave of Feng Yan's hand, the gun returned to Wu Jiu'er's hand.

However, Feng Yan is still Wu Jiu'er who is enthusiastic about reminding.

"Girls don't hold guns and shout and kill every day, how good it is to teach your husband and children at home, so fierce and careful that no one marries you. ”

said it was a reminder, but what Wu Jiu'er heard was more sarcasm and ridicule.

However, if Feng knew what Wu Jiu'er was thinking, he would definitely shout that he was wronged, and what he said was the ordinary literal meaning.

At this time, Wu Jiu'er touched the pistol in her hand, and a trace of complexity flashed in Wu Jiu'er's heart. Say that she hates Feng Yan, right? There is absolutely nothing to say, and she even wants to cut the skin and dig up the flesh of Feng Yan, take blood and drink.

Whoever told him to take away his first kiss is absolutely unforgivable.

This gun has been reloaded by Feng Yan, and as long as Wu Jiu'er pulls the trigger again, a bullet with a cold light will immediately hit Feng Yan's chest. Turn up a blood flower.

However, no one can guarantee that this time there will be bullets from the rear like the last time. At this time, Wu Jiu'er fell into a rare situation of tight legs.

Feng Yan saw Wu Jiu'er's confusion at this time, and explained with a smile.

"Beauty, as you think, guns are useless to me, if you dare to shoot again, I guarantee you will die, by the way, what does that law say........."

Feng Yan suddenly remembered at this moment, patted his thigh and said excitedly.

"Yes, that's the justified defense, now you're threatening my life, and I have the right to defend my rights, so as long as you shoot. I promise you'll be the one who dies in a pool of blood the next moment. ”

As he spoke, his tone gradually became cold, as if he was looking at a dead person, looking at Wu Jiu'er and the others, without the slightest human touch.

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