Chapter 422

Between the confusion, the foot of Jinling must have been hurt, so within a few minutes, Jinling was stepped on by me three times.

At first, Jinling was able to bear it. Although her face was a little painful, she was still trying to teach me how to dance. However, after three times, she was finally unbearable. Ouch, she was defeated.

With my help, I sat down in a chair and rested.

Jinling rubbed his ankle, frowned, and said with a wry smile, "Zhao long, you're really right. You're really right."

I apologized and said: "I really can't, and I don't have time and time to learn this thing. You just want me to jump. Look, it hurts you."

"Now it's an open society. It's the most basic etiquette. How can you deal with people in the future?" said Jinling? From now on, you can spare an hour every day. I'll teach you how to dance. Until now. "

I said angrily, "nonsense! Can't people who can't dance have social activities? According to your logic, did China's foreign minister find a dance expert and dance with people twice to solve the problem? "

Jinling frowned and said, "are you confident? You know that's not what I mean. Anyway, I don't care. I want you to learn dance. I can't be trampled on in vain! " Jinling plays a small role.

I frowned and said, "Jinling, please pay attention to your tone. I don't like people interfering in my freedom. Besides, I don't think it's a must to be able to dance, and I'm not going to learn from it. What's more, I just played a play for you temporarily. I'm not your boyfriend. You don't seem to be qualified to command me, do you? "

Maybe it's because of my bad mood. I spread my anger on Jinling and spoke in a strong voice.

Jinling was a kind-hearted person, but after being attacked by me so much, he was stunned. Then, his eyes even flickered a little white.

But she still pretended to be strong and cast her face to one side, biting her teeth and saying, "OK, Zhao long, even if you say so, after today, we don't know anyone. Count me a Jinling

I also realized my own gaffe, quickly changed the topic and asked, "does the foot still hurt? I really can't see a doctor."

The Golden Bell said angrily, "don't worry! My Jinling is disabled. It has nothing to do with Zhao long! "

I know it's my tone that is really heavy. I cast all my emotions on Jinling. Seeing her sad appearance, I scolded myself in my heart. I really don't know what's wrong with myself. People like to teach me how to dance, but I'm so kind to people, I admit, I'm wrong!

But I can't pull down my face and say soft words to her, so I just sit beside her and smoke silently, and don't pay attention to her.

After waiting for a long time, Jinling didn't hear the voice. She peeped at me and saw me in a leisurely manner. She was even more annoyed. She stood up with her seat on her back and walked out with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

I quickly held her up and said, "where are you going? It's better not to walk now. When the party is over, I'll take you to some medicine. "

Jinling looked at me wrongly. Considering the present situation, she didn't play any more, but sat back in her seat.

I see Jinling is still kneading his ankle and foot. I'm afraid it's hurt a lot. Then he asked tentatively, "why don't I help you down to rest?"

Jinling lowered his head and did not squint at the tunnel: "thank you. My golden bell is not so delicate! "

I didn't speak any more, but I used my spare light to look at you quietly.

She even looked at me, four eyes relative moment, from the dream is still very calm.

But how can I not feel the boiling in her heart?

I secretly wry smile, but always helpless, only in my heart to her, to explain

At this time, the music is still very pleasant. The dancing guests are very intoxicated and swaying in the music.

There will also be several men who come to Yumeng and invite her to dance together, but all of them are politely rejected by Yumeng. She sat still all the time. At best, stand up and look at the crowd.

All of a sudden, there were several clear sounds, and then the big chandeliers in the Hall fell from above, some of them hit people, some of them directly fell to the ground, smashed

In order to highlight the lighting effect in advance, the curtains were tightened on the walls, and the lighting was suddenly destroyed, which immediately left the hall in a hazy dark situation, many people were shocked to shout, in a mess.

Of course, I can hear those clear voices - that's the gunshot!

Assassination - this is my first reaction!

The target of the assassination is no more than two people: one is chief Lin, the other is old man Jin!

Only, chief Lin is more likely!

Years of professional experience have taught me to protect security objectives.

I can't bear to think more. I quickly identified the position of chief Lin and rushed to the past. But I found in the hazy, a delicate figure had been quickly blocked in front of chief Lin.

It's not others, it's dreams.

At the same time, there were two consecutive shots!

From the dream chest flickered several pieces of fire!

Ah - a voice of * *, it is the voice of dreams!

She was shot?

She blocked the bullet for chief Lin!

The sudden change of this moment also made me a little confused, especially the voice of the dream. The voice rang in my ear. I called the name of the dream in my heart, and I was beside the dream in an instant.

I used the weak light to sweep around, and at the same time I picked up the dream and asked, "what's the matter with you, dream, wake up!"

At this time, I can't care too much. The life of my beloved is on the eve of the first day. How can I care about anything else? At this time, some security personnel have surrounded Mr. Jin and Mr. Lin into a safety net, alert to the safety transfer. However, the panic in the hall still cannot be removed. Vaguely, the noisy crowd is shouting and even crowding out. In this case, the murderer is very easy to hide. The security personnel arranged by the Jin family in advance can hardly play a role. Instead, they follow the public in panic. Only in a moment, I heard a car motor outside. There is no doubt that the murderer has escaped from the scene!

This must have been a premeditated and well planned plot against chief Lin.

And from dream, it is indeed sent by the director general to protect the forest head indirectly.

Just, my dearest, my dream, she even blocked the bullet to save the chief!

I don't know who turned on the spare light in the hall. As soon as the light was turned on, the confusion and disorder of the crowd just now seemed to be reduced. But we still look around like headless flies, for fear that the people around us are the murderers lurking in!

Looking at Youmeng in my arms, I couldn't bear to think more. I dialed 120 to prepare for emergency treatment. I cried desperately in my heart: dear, nothing will happen to her

I can't help but feel my tears on my cheeks.

In fact, the most dedicated and even fearless of life and death are those journalists. At this time, several journalists have come to us one after another, aiming at Youmeng, who was shot by a gun, and clapping.

Jinling also followed. She was surprised at my performance and looked at me stupidly.

I feel as if I'm crazy. I feel very comfortable with my dream and camera flash in my arms. I can't help swearing at the reporters: "roll, roll for me!"

Those journalists are still shooting news materials that they think can make headlines.

My tears burst out in an instant, and the tears in my eyes burst out, gradually blurring my eyes. I didn't pay attention to the flash of those journalists, nor did I pay attention to the question of Jinling. At this time, some guests also gathered around curiously. A dozen security personnel are checking the scene for clues.

And I knew in my heart that this murder was by no means accidental. The opponent must have been premeditated for a long time and well-organized. Otherwise, they would not be able to sneak into the banquet hall, or shoot in front of the public, and no one would find out. Maybe they use the most modern camouflage weapons

I rubbed my eyes and stared at the part of the gun in my dream to see her injury?

I couldn't help but be surprised!

I found that there were two gun holes near Yumeng's chest, but strangely, there was no blood! Not even a trace of blood!

Through the gun hole, a light colored underwear - but is it underwear?

That's a bullet proof vest!

She's wearing a bulletproof vest. She's wearing a bulletproof vest!

In fact, like national security personnel, the main purpose of wearing bulletproof clothing is not to ensure their own safety. In general, only when the security system is relatively low, the security personnel will wear bullet proof clothing. In case the security target is in danger and is shot, the security personnel can block the bullet for the security target, especially the weapon with relatively strong lethality. Even if the bullet is shot through the bullet proof clothing of the security personnel, the lethality to the security target will not be great. Therefore, to a certain extent, the purpose of the guards wearing bullet proof clothing is to prevent the bullets from penetrating their bodies when they block the bullets for the guard's targets, thus damaging the guard's targets! In other words, guards wear bullet proof vests for security purposes.

At this time, seeing Youmeng wearing bullet proof clothes, my surprise was no less than winning five hundred million lottery tickets, and my hands were shaking. I firmly believe that Youmeng was only affected by the impact of bullets and suffered a little slight trauma.

Sure enough, the body of the dream began to vibrate, and then she opened her eyes and looked around. When she saw me, she immediately shouted, "let me go, let me go!"

I asked, "are you OK, Yumeng? Tell me, are you hurt! " I looked at her body knowingly to make sure there were no other injuries. I was relieved.