Chapter Eighty-Seven: Qingyun

Just when Mao Shibai hesitated, the nerd lying in the corner had already eased up, picked up the pistol that had just fallen on the ground, stood up and sneered at Mao Shiba.

It became too fast, too sudden, and Mao Eighteen was not prepared at all, looking at the muzzle of the nerd black hole.

The gunshots were very harsh in the silent night, and Mao 18 even saw the scene of bullets flying over, Mao 18 thought that it was over, his son, his wife, and his parents.

When Mao Eighteen was desperate, he suddenly felt two warm hands grabbing his shoulders.

In front of him, Qingyun's face became very clear, the red and glamorous lips, and the feminine fragrance.

Blood flowed down Qingyun's chest, and Mao Shibai knew that the bullet just now had hit Qingyun's body.

The woman protected herself with her body.

Mao 18 shouted, Qingyun, Qingyun.

Qingyun's hand gradually loosened, becoming powerless, and his body slid down little by little.

The nerd was also stupid, and the muzzle of the gun in his hand was still emitting pale blue smoke.

He killed Qingyun with his own hands, that was his favorite woman, and the nerd felt like his heart was about to break.

One qiē is Mao Eighteen's fault, if he doesn't come, he and Qingyun may have run away at this time, the mountains are high and the water is far away, and once the qiē starts again, they will have their own children and live a happy life, but now there is no qiē.

Grass mud horse, I'll kill you. The nerd almost roared.

The finger pulled the trigger.

Mao 18 didn't hesitate this time, and after throwing Qingyun on the bed, he kicked the nerd in the arm.

Shots rang out again, and bullets pierced the roof of the house, revealing a circular hole.

The nerd screamed, the pistol had already flown out, and the arm that had been kicked by Mao Eighteen just now had hung down weakly.

Although the nerd had a broken arm, he didn't know where he got the strength to suddenly jump up from the ground, hit the window, and jump out of the room.

Mao Shibai was already in his heart, looked at Qingyun who was bleeding non-stop, and looked at the nerd who was stumbling and desperately running away, and he didn't know what to do.

Although Qingyun is not his own woman, he has had a love of fish and water with him, and he can be regarded as a husband and wife, and he really threw her down like this, and he still can't bear it.

However, the nerd is a good voice, and the main culprit of drug trafficking, if he is allowed to run away this time, I don't know when he will be caught, maybe there will be no news from him.

Mao Eighteen gently put down Qingyun, clicked a few acupoints on her body, and then jumped out of the window, chasing the nerd tightly behind.

The nerd had already gotten into the car by this time, and Toyota started it himself.

Mao 18 rushed up with an arrow and grabbed the car door on the nerd's side.

The car door was locked from the inside again, and Mao 18 didn't know how much effort he used, so he actually pulled the handle off.

Mao Eighteen, who fell from the car, rolled to the side of the road, hit his arm on a stone, and a sharp pain came, making Mao Eighteen grit his teeth and rattle.

The nerd had been hurting his arm and driving with one hand, which was very awkward, and Toyota screamed to charge the road, but crashed into the brick wall of a house.

The brick wall collapsed, and the domineering was unrecognizable.

Mao Shibai didn't have time to feel his injuries, picked up a stone from the ground and smashed it towards the nerd's windshield.

The sound of glass shattering was clearly audible, but it didn't stop the nerd from driving, and he was still trying to adjust his direction to rush out.

Mao Eighteen threw several stones one after another, some hit, some didn't, and it didn't hurt the nerd much.

Mao 18 suddenly remembered that he was also driving here, and it seemed that he could only drive and collide with him at this time.

Mao 18 ran to his car, got into the car, lit the light, hung the gear, and rushed out in one go.

The loud roar of the motor attracted all the dogs in the village, and some of them barked timidly at the door of their houses with their tails between their legs.

The nerd's car was already on the highway and was about to accelerate, when he felt a sudden crash of the body, and his head hit the door next to him, and he felt dizzy in front of him, and the nerd felt that he didn't know anything.

Mao 18 was pulled by the seat belt, gasped, got out of the car, and saw the nerd's head bleeding. The heart said, "me, I won't kill him all at once."

Mao 18 laboriously pulled the nerd out of the car and tried it on his nose with his hand, but fortunately, he was breathing.

Mao 18 pulled off the nerd's trouser belt and tied him up.

When I looked up, I saw a lot of people standing around.

At this time, the police car came to Mao 18 with a roar, and the piercing siren made Mao 18 very annoying.

Gao He jumped out of the car and came to Mao Eighteen's side. Say, it's okay.

Mao 18 didn't answer Gao He's words, saying, let your people turn off the alarm, and you will be fucking upset when you listen to it.

The nerd tied to the ground in Gao He's hometown laughed and asked his subordinates to quickly turn off the alarm.

Mao 18 said, you can deal with it here, Qingyun was shot, I will take her to the hospital.

After Mao Shibai finished speaking, he didn't wait for Gao He to nod, hurriedly ran into the room, picked up Qingyun and got into his car, and went directly to the hospital.

Mao Shiba's heart was a little uncomfortable, he didn't know where this feeling came from, but it was so real.

I think that at the beginning, I was a poor boy who was looked down upon, Qingyun was able to like himself so much, and he slept with himself, which shows that Qingyun really likes himself, which is really an indescribable feeling.

Mao Eighteen's car was driving fast, and the trees on both sides could no longer see the number of backwards.

Mao 18 said to Qingyun, as if he was telling himself, to live, you must live.

At this moment, Mao Eighteen felt a hand on his lap.

It was a very familiar feeling, soft, warm, with a taste peculiar to a mature woman.

Mao Eighteen felt as if his body was trembling and glanced at it.

Qingyun didn't know when he woke up, and a mouthful of blood choked out of his mouth.

However, Mao 18 saw Qingyun smiling and looking at himself smiling.

Mao 18 said, hold on, and you will go to the hospital.

Qingyun shook his head and said, don't bother, I know I can't do it, can you hold me.

The car stopped to the side, and Mao 18 asked himself if he could hold her.