Chapter 550

If life is a play, this is the most reversed moment of the play.

Their eyes briefly meet in the air, and then stagger, all when the other party is a stranger.

"Surnamed Zhan, you toast and don't drink. You have to protect her, right..." fan Jingyu didn't expect that the other party would really turn against himself for a girl. He was too proud to tolerate the half sand in his eyes. He took a step forward and grabbed his collar, "then I'll clean you up first."

Clean you up first.

Fan Jiaojiao was surprised when she heard this. She quickly turned around and grabbed fan Jingyu's arm and warned: "brother five, dad said, you can't do it between brothers and sisters."

This is both a superficial peace and the most brutal and foolish means to stop it.

"Don't worry, I can't do it. Isn't there a group of helpers over there? Just like we did when we were children, Jiao Jiao." fan Jingyu turned his head and smiled ferociously at the girl on his side, and then raised his voice in his momentary pale face: "come on, give our four little boys a good lesson and beat them hard without mercy."

At that time, Zhan Meimei, who was famous in Macao, was humiliated and gave birth to the fourth child of the gambling king. On the day she took back the house, she was pressed on the ground by fan Jingyu. Later, Zhan Chen did not dare to get close to the house.

Now things have changed. Although everyone has grown up, fan Jingyu wants Zhan Chen to know that the person who gives orders in this big house will never be him.

However, one second, two seconds... Time passed little by little, but there was no movement at the scene after the command.

"Hmm? What are you waiting for? Have you forgotten who is the master of this family?" fan Jingyu half narrowed his eyes and looked back at a group of men behind him. His face was ugly and his heart sank. He couldn't help but bring out a bit of cruelty in his voice. "If anyone doesn't move, don't want to mix up in the future. I fan Jingyu said I can do it."

When the fifth young master, who must report the defects, said this, many people's eyebrows were tangled.

Before they could shake their mind, Zhan Chen raised his sharp eyebrows and said in a cold voice, "I'm in charge now. There are family rules at home. You are limited to return to your post within three seconds. Otherwise, I'll break one leg of each of you and throw it out."

Three seconds, broken leg!

The cold instruction caught the cold wind and made people shiver. Although Zhan Chen didn't speak loudly, the authority and momentum in his words made people believe deeply. If he didn't disperse in three seconds

After one of them moved first, the rest moved quickly and dispersed with a hula. The gatekeeper should be the gatekeeper and the patrol should be the patrol.

Fan Jingyu witnessed the three second process with his own eyes, and he couldn't react for a moment.

"Let's go." Zhan Chen went to the girl and took a deep look at her. Then he turned and walked forward.

Qin Qing lowered her eyes, covered the darkness in her eyes, and raised her steps a little away from everyone's sight.

Until their figures completely disappeared in the glass flower house behind the mansion, a group of talents of the fan family came back and looked at that direction one by one, adding a heavy stroke to the list of strong enemies in the family property dispute.

Fan Hong became famous as a young man. After he became the gambling king, he bought the right to use the hillside and established a big house. The front yard was full of ginkgo trees, and the walkway was paved with green bricks and small stone slabs with Jiangnan characteristics. Along the long green grass, he went all the way to the back of the house, where stood a wide glass flower house.

I don't know if Fan Hong's taste is in line with Qin Qing's aesthetics almost everywhere because of his mother. Even the lilies in full bloom at the entrance of the flower house are particularly beautiful.

But at this time, both of them were obviously not in the mood to enjoy it. In the middle of the room where the flowers were in full bloom all the year round, they stood still at the same time.

The silence was broken at the same time after three seconds. Zhan Chen in front suddenly turned around. Qin Qing's hand was also raised. The difference between the two voices was no more than a minute. The muzzle of the two black guns aimed at each other's eyebrows at the same time.

"Ghost hand." Zhan Chen stands tall in a black tuxedo with a cold and heroic face. He has the image of a prince in the eyes of all women. Unfortunately, the gun and expression in his hand are very unfriendly.

"Zhan Sishao." Qin Qing held the silver pocket gun in the palm of his hand, and the corners of his mouth also became a thin arc, cold and sharp.

It seemed to be stimulated by this title. Zhan Chen's pupil tightened for a while, and his finger on the trigger turned white. "What do you want to do, flattering fire, gambler and robber? You did so much to get close to the gambling king? Did you plan to get close to me?"

From the moment he entered the door and found the existence of the girl, under his cold and calm face, he had set off a storm in the bottom of his heart. Countless problems hovered in his mind and crowded his brain almost to explode.

"If I had known you were his son, I wouldn't have kept you that night at St. Peter's hospital." cold and dark words spit out from the pink lips, and each word pierces into the heart like a steel nail.

Until this moment, Qin Qing finally had to admit that they could never go back.

On the days of cold wind and beer on the viaduct, the time of eating hot pot in the small noodle shop was erased when they raised their guns at each other.

"Then why don't you kill me?" the black leather shoes rolled the stone bricks on the ground. Zhan Chen stepped forward towards each other step by step with a gun until the muzzle of the gun reached the girl's eyebrows. There was a bit of gnashing of teeth in the cold voice: "you know, in this case, I have to kill you. The only way is for you to kill me first."

As the voice fell, he quickly grabbed the girl's muzzle and put it on his forehead.

"Are you going to shoot, Qin Qing?"

As long as you shoot, I'll never fight back. Qin Qing clearly saw the determination from each other's eyes, like a hot flame, burning into her heart along the barrel of the gun, "you know I won't shoot, Zhan Chen, just as I know you won't betray me, this is destined to be an unsolved situation."

The fault lies in their different status and position, which is doomed to stand on the opposite.

Zhan Chen gently closed his eyes, showing a trace of pain on his face. Then he moved the muzzle of the gun, hugged the girl into his arms and refused to let go. "Why do you do this, Qin Qing? I can give you everything you want except his life. I can give you the position of the gambling king, the property of the fan family, and even the whole Macao. Qin Qing, please stop."

Please, leave a way between us.

This was the first time Qin Qing had seen a young man so low spirited. He was struggling to hold the line between the two people, but she would cut it with a cruel knife.