Chapter 513

Snow White bouquets and purple pink balloons decorate the holy atmosphere of marriage. People come and go on the open lawn, talking and laughing, and congratulating the two humanitarian families one after another.

Today is the official combination of the two families, which has alerted many domestic media to rush to the wedding. However, in order to maintain the order of the wedding scene, most media can only wait at the entrance to capture some familiar big guy faces.

Not far away, the luxury cars of banquet guests are neatly parked, and one of the black luxury cars is parked at the edge.

"Boss, there is media at the entrance. Do we still go in?" someone in the car asked in pure American English.

A pair of black eyes like an ancient well were indifferent and not surprised: "did you get something?"

The bodyguard hesitated for a second and handed an invitation.

The man's slender and good-looking big hand took the invitation, put on cool sunglasses in one hand, pushed open the door and got out of the car, and the bodyguards in the back seat rushed out.

When people with a strong aura in this line appeared, the people watched and guessed their identity.

When he came to the entrance, he showed his invitation. The man was dressed in a high-grade hand-made suit with a gas field of 2.8 meters.

"Mr. chonima..." the people looking at the invitation were stunned, and there was a burst of laughter around.

How can such a handsome man get such a name?

The bodyguard shrunk his neck with a guilty conscience.

I couldn't see Ling Yao's eyes under his sunglasses, but he didn't change his face: "is there a problem?"

"No, no, no..." the other party quickly closed the invitation and handed it back to the man, "Mr. Cao, please come in..."

Ling Yao coldly accepted the invitation and turned to enter. He glanced at the guests in front and stuffed a red envelope into the wooden box. He paused and asked the bodyguard behind him: "do you have any cash?"

"Yes!" the bodyguard hurriedly took out a neat stack of cash from his suit pocket.

Ling Yao followed the members into the arena, raised his hand and patted the invitation into the chest of the bodyguard behind him: "go back and practice more Chinese!"

After entering the venue, Ling Yao deliberately kept a low profile and stayed quietly in an unnoticed corner. Under sunglasses, a pair of deep eyes searched purposefully on the court.

When his eyes fell on the sea father and sea mother, he suddenly remembered the contents of the materials he had seen before, and his eyes flashed.

All the guests were present and seated. At the appointed moment, as the wedding march sounded, Hai Lanyin took Haifu's arm and walked to Qiao Tianqi waiting in front of the priest.

The guests praised the groom and bride for their talent and beauty.

"Tianqi, I'll give my baby eldest daughter to you. If you dare to bully her in the future, I can't spare you!" when Haifu handed Hai Lanyin's hand to Qiao Tianqi, he pretended to be a dignified threat.

Qiao Tianqi held Hai Lanyin's hand tightly, such as Shi Jiazhen: "Dad, don't worry, if I bully LAN Yin, first of all, I can't spare myself!"

Haifu stepped back and returned to the guest seat in the first row.

The elders of Haiqiao's two families sat in the front of the left and right rows of guest seats.

As one of the bridesmaids, Hai Xiaomin stood under the sea blue sound and watched her sister's happy moment of marriage closely.

Under the witness of the priest, the bride and bride swore to each other. At the moment of exchanging rings, Hai Lanyin slipped his hand and the ring fell. Hai Xiaomin squatted down to help her find it.

It was just a small mistake in the wedding, and everyone would only understand it with a smile.

But it was at this time that the guests suddenly took a breath in horror.

Hai Xiaomin, who picked up the ring, got up and found something different.

Qiao Tianqi covered his chest with a pale face, and his eyes were frightened.

Blood oozed between the fingers.

It happened so suddenly that even the sea blue sound standing opposite him was caught off guard.

"Ah - kill!" with a scream, the guest seat was in chaos and fled one after another,.

Qiao Tianqi slipped slowly to the ground. Hai Lanyin knelt down in front of him, trembling and afraid to touch Qiao Tianqi: "Tianqi... Tianqi, what's the matter with you? Don't scare me ~"

"Qiao Tianqi!"

"Tianqi!" the elders of both sides of Haiqiao rushed up, all in confusion.

At this time, Hai Xiaomin calmed down, hurried to Qiao Tianqi, blocked his bleeding chest with a handkerchief, and shouted, "don't be stunned, call an ambulance!"

What happened? Why did this happen to a good wedding? Well, how could Qiao Tianqi bleed from his chest?

In the chaos, someone called the police, someone called an ambulance, and the media thought they had caught the hot news and reported it to the camera excitedly.

The wound on his hand was like a spring hole. The hot blood gushed out, which could not be blocked. He dyed the handkerchief red and flowed out from her white fingers. Hai Xiaomin had the illusion that he had returned to the cloudy day when the blood dyed the snow red. The noise around him was far away from her, and the pain was suppressed and awakened from her soul

Her face became more and more wrong!

Suddenly, someone grabbed her arm and pulled her up, but also pulled her back to reality.

Hai Xiaomin's heart gasped with lingering palpitations.

"Hai Xiaomin, are you okay?" the low male voice seemed to pull into a tight line, showing unprecedented tension and anxiety.

The other man's concerned black eyes, Hai Xiaomin was stunned: "is it you?"

It was Ling Yao who came, but she remembered that she didn't send him an invitation. Why did he come?

"Don't ask so much, come behind me!" Ling Yao pulled her behind her and looked at the chaotic crowd around vigilantly.

Elvis was also brought in, and the bodyguards trained to surround them in the middle.

"Mommy, Mommy!" the steamed stuffed bun was also frightened by the chaotic scene and timidly held Hai Xiaomin's thigh.

"Baby, don't be afraid, there's Mommy..." Hai xiaominqiang held up a smile and wanted to appease the steamed stuffed bun. As soon as he raised his hand, he saw that his hand was full of blood.

Fortunately, at this time, Ling Yao picked up the steamed stuffed bun with one hand, but with the other hand, he held Hai Xiaomin in his arms. He seemed to protect his most important treasure under his wings, but ignored words to comfort his mother and son. He asked coldly, "did you find it?"

"No, the scene is too chaotic. It's difficult to distinguish the killer among the crowd!" the bodyguard whispered.

Ling Yao twisted his eyebrows, and a fierce cold light flashed at the bottom of his eyes: "determine their goal as soon as possible!"

"Yes!"

Ling Yao's action made Hai Xiaomin feel strange and safe. She just didn't have time to think about it. Listening to their dialogue, Xiumei twisted her eyebrows deeply and wanted to crack: "what's the matter?"

Ling Yao squints at Qiao Tianqi, who is surrounded by the crowd. His face is serious: "it's a shooting!"

The arrangement of the scene did not expect a shooting disaster on the wedding day. The arrangement was not in place. Most guests were stabilized, and some guests fled in panic.

Police cars and ambulances arrived one after another and took Qiao Tianqi to the hospital while he was still breathing.

Hai Lanyin insisted on walking with her stomach. Her white wedding dress was dyed red with blood, which was particularly shocking!