Chapter 1283: Husband, You're Bitter to Death (2)

On deck.

The shootout continues.

When Lilian rushed out, the bodyguards on the deck had already been suppressed by the gunfire brought by Huangfu Yaoyang and several bodyguards, and there were countless casualties.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Lillian turned and felt for the side of the boat, rolled over and jumped off the railing.

When I met him, I saw a person.

The clothes on his body were wet, the long hair with a ponytail was wet and sticking to his face, and a pair of black eyes had a cold look, it was Leng Xiaoye who came up from the stairs.

Lillian raised her hand to shoot her.

Boom!

A gunshot rang out, and blood erupted from Lilian's wrist, and the pistol fell to the ground.

At the same time, one of Leng Xiaoye's feet had already kicked over, and her body fell out hard and fell on the deck.

Bending down to pick up the gun she had left behind, she lifted her foot and stepped on Lilian's back, and Leng Ono turned his face to look at Phoebe, who was shooting.

"I can't see it...... Is the marksmanship good? ”

Phoebe looked at the gun in her hand and shrugged her shoulders.

"She's so unlucky, I'm in a shooting club, and I basically haven't played more than eight rings!"

Hearing this, Leng Ono raised the corners of his lips lightly.

"Ono!"

On the deck, Huangfu Yaoyang's voice came eagerly, and he didn't take the stairs, he held on to the railing and jumped neatly, and his person had already landed on Leng Xiaoye's side.

Stretching out his arms to protect her behind him, he raised his right hand and pressed the large gun in his hand against Phoebe.

"Don't shoot, he's not an enemy!"

Leng Xiaoye was busy stopping it.

At this time, Huangfu Yaoyang's gaze really fell on Phoebe's face, his gaze swept over his silver-haired pink eyes, and Huangfu Yaoyang's pupils shrank.

"Sikong Moon Darkness?!"

Phoebe handed her right hand to her left, raised her lips at him, and extended her right hand.

"If I'm not mistaken, you must be Mr. Crown Prince, and it's a great honor to see you in Lower Phoebe."

"He's Phoebe, a new friend of mine." Leng Xiaoye explained beside Huangfu Yaoyang.

Hearing the word "friend", Phoebe's eyes flashed with an imperceptible strange light.

The bodyguards rushed over, and immediately someone grabbed Lillian on the ground, and saluted Leng Xiaoye, and when they saw Phoebe, everyone was also puzzled.

Huangfu Yaoyang's eyebrows were lightly raised, and he reached out to shake Phoebe's hand.

"Immediately order the cruise ship to come over, call the coast guard, seal off the nearby seas, and find the speedboat......" He turned his face to look at Lilian, who was pulled up by the bodyguards, and his eyes turned to Leng Xiaoye, "Let the maid help Madame get the towel out." ”

Handing the gun to his subordinate, he grabbed her shoulders and looked her up and down to make sure that she didn't have the slightest sign of injury on her body, and the heart he was carrying was completely on the ground.

As soon as his arms tightened, he hugged her into his arms.

"Stupid!"

In his mouth, he scolded in annoyance.

Two words, without blame, really reveal the distressing emotions.

Leng Xiaoye let him hug him, and his arm also stretched out to hug his waist, and the corners of his lips were raised on his chest.

The bodyguards are naturally accustomed to this situation, and just do their own things.

Phoebe stood not far away, handed her gun to one of the bodyguards, swept over the two embracing each other, and looked away at the rolling sea.

At sea, Huangfu Yaoyang's private cruise ship has quickly sailed over.

"Mr. Duke!"

A maid had already trotted over to deliver the bath towel, and Huangfu Yaoyang took the bath towel and wrapped it around Leng Xiaoye, carefully surrounding her upper body, and then helped her step on the pedal and walk on the cruise.