"Bo Hancheng You come back Come back... "

Luo Zheng is sweating, staggering to his feet, and he has to stop him.

See, one side of Lao Zhao, stretch out a lot of push: "little bitch, you less bad our event!"

"Bang --"

heavy, the girl like a broken kite, fell to the ground.

"Who are you calling a little bitch?"

Thin cold city look a heavy, tone Sen cold asked.

Lao Zhao's nose is blue and his face is swollen. It's all given by bailuo Zheng. Naturally, he's not polite: "Yo, this is to protect his little lover? I'll call her a bitch. What can you do? She is a little bitch, a little watch, a little prostitute and a girl... "

With a word scold out, do not know, the man's body condenses grumpiness.

Suddenly, Bo Hancheng steps forward, hoops Lao Zhao's arm with one hand, and then twists it back and forth.

With a click, Lao Zhao's arm twisted and his face turned white with pain.

"Insulting her? Where are you going! "

Thin cold city cold said, like looking at the ants in general, showing a thick disdain.

Mingming, his hands and legs are bleeding, but he is sharp, as if he can kill people in minutes and seconds!

Tang Wenjian was shocked to see it, unconsciously aiming at the man.

"Bang --"

with the sound of the gun, Bo Hancheng's body shape avoids such a gun!

"Mr. Bo, it's really good!"

Tang Wenjian seemed to praise him, but his mind was heavy. Then he said with a different intention: "it's just Mr. Bo. I'm not sure if I have such a hand!"

Indeed, Bo Hancheng has cultivated himself as the successor of the president since he was a child. He has learned everything about martial arts. Besides, he has trained in the army and earned a lot of military rank.

If it is not uncertain, the number of Tang Wenjian and others, as well as ensuring the safety of Luo Zheng According to the normal situation, it's not a matter to fight alone, and we should bring down these people at any time!

"So, either, you get shot by me, or Your little lover, she was shot by me! "

Tang Wenjian blew the gun and left such a multiple choice question.

"Come to me if you have anything."

The eyes and brows of the thin cold city are light. Even in the face of the muzzle of the gun, there is still no fear.

"Refreshing! I like to deal with such a pleasant person as Mr. bo... "

With such a laugh, Tang Wenjian beckoned Lao Zhao.

"Lao Zhao, you come! Remember, don't hit the key part. Mr. Bo is an important hostage. He can't be in danger of his life.

Take out the gun, aim at the thin cold city ahead, and pull the trigger heavily.

"Bang --"

accompanied by the gunshot, Bo Hancheng stood still and was allowed to shoot on his shoulder!

Luozheng propped up her eyelids and stared at the scene in front of her.

Why? Why do you do this!

For him, he is not even a bed companion. Why should he be so dangerous, humiliated and patient for himself!

He is not a bodyguard who is infatuated with him, but he is now doing what he says, which makes her feel wrong again.

"Offended, Mr. Bo!"

After Lao Zhao shot, he pretended.

Thin cold city eyebrow does not wrinkle, restrain ache, impatient is to ask: "can go now?"

"Yes, of course!"

Tang Wenjian said with a smile, as if he was not facing hostages, but friends!

Then, a group of people came forward, took Bo Hancheng as hostage, and walked out slowly.

Before leaving, Bo Hancheng looks back and glances at the girl on the ground. She looks at herself all the time. Her thin lips are slightly thin: "sister ah Zheng, she will wait for me to come back, won't she?"