Su Xiaoying's girl is very exquisite and graceful, and her chest is beautiful. Now the scar man extends his hand, forming an extremely obscene picture feeling.

Su Xiaoying hangs Yujie down and doesn't look at Feng Sinan. He is a man. She doesn't want to be humiliated in front of him, and she won't beg him to kneel down.

"Boy, have you considered it yet?" The scar man urged.

Feng Sinan looked at Su Xiaoying's small white face without any blood, "OK, I'll kneel."

He said, he knelt!

Su Xiaoying's ear burst open. She looked up at him in shock. What did he say?

He said he knelt?

"Feng Sinan, are you crazy? Don't kneel. Don't kneel for such people!" Su Xiaoying quickly said.

Feng Sinan pursed his thin lips into a cold arc, "Su Xiaoying, you can close your mouth!"

"... Feng Sinan!"

Feng Sinan looked at scar man. Although he was about to kneel down, his tall body was very straight and upright, and his aura was condescending. "Don't you just want me to kneel? I'll kneel for you now."

The scar man was very satisfied. "Little beauty, I've been on the road for so many years. When I saw this boy, he was very cruel, but I didn't expect that he also had weaknesses. He knelt down for you. It seems that he likes you very much."

Su Xiaoying shook her head and shook her head hard. "Feng Sinan, don't kneel down. Don't do this for me. Even if you kneel down, I won't be moved. I said I don't like you anymore. We're impossible."

Feng Sinan's face was calm. He slowly hooked his thin lips, "Su Xiaoying, close your eyes!"

He told her to close her eyes.

"Don't..."

"Be obedient, close your eyes and don't look at me kneeling."

"No, I don't want..."

Feng Sinan's tall and heroic body moved and knelt down.

"No! Ah!"

Su Xiaoying screamed and almost instantly closed her eyes in fear.

She didn't see anything.

In his ear, the scar man laughed, "boy, you're really kneeling down. OK, good. Now knock my head three times."

Feng Sinan really knelt down.

He knelt on his knees. The eldest son and grandson, born in Fengjia, let the cold and darkness corrode his blood in the long years later. He also became the youngest handsome and promising generation of business legend, worshipped and admired by others. But at this moment, he knelt down on his hard knees.

Feng Sinan's handsome face didn't have any emotional ups and downs, but his narrow eyebrows were stained with some fishy blood red.

Scar man made him knock his head three times.

Feng Sinan raised his eyes and looked at scar man. He asked word by word, "do you really want me to kowtow? But... What I have kowtowed... Are all dead people."

All the people he knocked were dead.

The scar man's scalp was numb. At this time, several jeeps roared. A group of men in black uniforms got off the bus and quickly surrounded the place. "Raise your hands, don't move, you're surrounded!"

Those men immediately looked like frightened birds. When they wanted to resist, they had been quickly subdued.

This anti transfer scar man's heart sank. He was wandering in the Jianghu and reacted quickly.

Scar man quickly reached out and pushed Su Xiaoying forward. He turned and wanted to escape.

Su Xiaoying fell forward unexpectedly. When she thought she was going to fall to the ground, a healthy arm hooped her slender waist, and her soft body fell into a strong and warm chest.

Su Xiaoying trembled with the butterfly feather and raised her head and bumped into Feng Sinan's gloomy narrow eyes.

"Are you okay?"

Feng Sinan stabilized her body.

Su Xiaoying shook her head, "I'm fine."

Feng Sinan released her and went after the scar man.

"Feng Sinan, be careful, that man still has a gun in his hand!" Su Xiaoying shouted at his back.

The scar man was about to escape. At this time, a big palm stretched out from his back and clasped his shoulder with incomparable fierce strength.

Scar man turned back and directly pulled the trigger in his hand.

With a bang, Feng Sinan was shot in the chest, and gurgling blood gushed out immediately.

Scar man still wanted to escape, but Feng Sinan, who was shot, turned his hand and directly took the gun from him.

"Bang", Feng Sinan shot fiercely, and the bullet had penetrated the scar man's palm.

Ah!

The scar man screamed and fell to the ground, covering his arm with pain.

Feng Sinan stood condescending. He narrowed his narrow eyes and looked at the scar man on the ground without expression. "Which hand touched her just now, huh?"

Feng Sinan stretched out his foot, stepped on scar man's right hand and rolled hard on the rough ground.

The ground was immediately red with blood, and the right hand of the scar man was trampled by Feng Sinan.

Jin zhe rushed over. Seeing such a bloody scene and Feng Sinan, who had already killed red eyes, he quickly made a sound and stopped, "president, forget it, you're hurt, go and deal with the wound."

Feng Sinan didn't seem to hear it. His handsome complexion was somewhat distorted and ferocious. His polished black leather shoes were still stepping on the right hand of the scar man.

"Feng Sinan!" At this time, Su Xiaoying ran over, "forget it, give him to the police."

Feng Sinan didn't look up.

Su Xiaoying stood on tiptoe and hugged Feng Sinan's neck with two small hands. "Feng Sinan, don't do this. I'm afraid."

A sweet fragrance of a young girl came from his nose. Feng Sinan slowly woke up from his magic daze. He took back his feet, and then stretched out his hand to hold Su Xiaoying's slender waist, "it's all right, don't be afraid."

"Yes!" Su Xiaoying nodded hard. She looked down at Feng Sinan's bleeding chest wound, "you're hurt. Let's go back quickly."

……

In the presidential suite of the six-star Hotel, the bullet of Feng Sinan's wound has been taken out. The doctor treated it, gave him medicine and tied several layers of thick bandages. "President Feng, you should rest these days, the wound can't touch water, and the diet should be light."

Feng Sinan leaned lazily at the head of the bed. He didn't pay attention to the doctor. A pair of dark narrow eyes leaned towards the door. "Su Xiaoying, where are you dead? I was hurt for you. Now the wound hurts. Come and have a look."

Su Xiaoying had been standing outside the door and heard his dissatisfied cry. She quickly walked in, "what's the matter with you?"

Feng Sinan took her weak boneless hand and put it on his chest. "The wound hurts. Touch it for me."

He put it in the wrong position. He hurt his right chest, but he put her little hand on his left chest.

"Feng Sinan, you put it wrong. This is not your wound."

Su Xiaoying wants to take back her little hand.

Feng Sinan lazily closed his eyes and overbearing pressed her little hand on his left heart. "Su Xiaoying, you are so stupid. The wound is not infected yet. I'll touch my heart for you."