Chapter 175: He Wants to Protect Her
Sheng Huanxing stood not far behind Qin Zhi, wearing a mask and a hat, silently looking at this naΓ―ve man.
There are always some voices in his ears, saying that Qin Zhi is so handsome and manly, and he really wants to be a small flying knife in his hand and something like that.
Sheng Huanxing was very unhappy when he heard it, and wanted to stand in a different position, but his eyes had no intention of glancing, as if he had caught a glimpse of a familiar figure, but when he turned around to look seriously, he didn't see anything.
Sheng Huanxing was puzzled, but she didn't think much about it, but gradually felt that there was a sight behind her that kept falling on her.
Qin Zhi held the flying knife, and the corners of his mouth were playfully smiling, "Press the person for me." β
The bodyguard obeyed, Lin Feijie was so frightened that his legs trembled, and he wanted to ask for mercy, but he saw a silver light flash in front of him.
Then the knife grazed his right ear, and there was no danger.
"Oh, the shot missed."
Qin Zhi hooked his lower lip regretfully.
Before Lin Feijie could breathe a sigh of relief, Qin Zhi shot another flying knife at him.
If he's not mistaken, this time it's not in the head, it's in the crotch......
Lin Feijie closed his eyes in despair, and began to pray in his heart.
The world around them was silent for a few moments, until a fierce laughter rang outβ
"My God, the son of the Lin family is scared to pee! Hurry up and shoot a video and post it on Weibo! β
"Roar, roar, roar! What a cowardice! Qin Shaoming was pretentious to scare him and deliberately missed it! β
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Qin Zhi lazily raised his eyebrows, turned around and hugged Sheng Huanxing's waist, "Baby, let's go." β
As soon as Qin Zhi left, the crowd of onlookers quickly dispersed, and Lin Feijie sat on the ground limply, patting his chest and saying several times that it was dangerous.
Suddenly, a black shadow shrouded the ground, and the cold breath seemed to be possessed by ghosts.
Lin Feijie thought it was Qin Zhi's bodyguard who went and returned, but when he looked up, he saw a thin teenager.
The black mask covered most of his face, revealing only a pair of cold ink eyes, which were as black as a deep cliff.
Lin Feijie saw that he was not Qin Zhi's person, and his confidence was instantly sufficient, "What do you see, master, I ...... Ah......h
Jin Ran quickly squatted down, picked up the flying knife left on the ground, and then stabbed it into Lin Feijie's right hand, blood splashed everywhere, and his eyelids didn't even blink.
He remembered that at the new wine launch in the morning, the man touched Sheng Huanxing with his right hand, trying to take advantage.
The flying knife almost pierced Lin Feijie's right hand, and his terrible screams continued, but everyone else was dancing on the dance floor, and no one noticed.
Jin Ran stood up expressionlessly, put his hands into his trouser belt, as if nothing had happened, and walked away.
After leaving the nightclub, the sound gradually disappeared, and the mobile phone in his pocket rang.
Seeing the caller number, Jin Ran's eyes dimmed, and he almost hung up subconsciously.
It was his phone call, which must have come to urge him to solve Sheng Huanxing as soon as possible, end this order, and then return to the organization.
If he didn't know that Sheng Huanxing was the little princess who gave him his birthday cake back then, he would obediently obey the order.
But now it's different, he can't do anything about his prey.
In his miserable childhood, there are not many people who have given him warmth, and Sheng Huanxing is the only one.
Even though she may not have had much sincerity when she was a little girl, her cake did feed him who was faint from hunger, and it was the most expensive food he had ever eaten at that time.
So not only did he not be able to do anything to Sheng Huanxing, but he also wanted to protect her.
But in order to protect her, the most important thing is for him to know who the murderer wants to kill her.
He didn't know the identity of the buyer, but maybe his boss did.
Thinking of this, Jin Ran immediately called back the phone number he had just hung up.