Chapter 257

The injury on the forehead was not serious, but it was scratched by the sharp thing on Song September's chair, but if it wasn't for her chair, it would have been a brain burst now.

There were dozens of people squatting around. They didn't dare to move when they heard the gunshot. They even trembled with fright. They hung their heads and didn't speak. They didn't even dare to see what the shooter looked like.

"Song September..."

Fu Jin raised his hand to help his forehead, and saw that the other side was too lazy to take care of himself, so he was wronged.

"What for?"

A vicious voice.

"Can't you speak better?"

Fu Jin's voice is light, resentment straight of dynasty song September shot past.

Song September almost thought he had heard wrong.

"Am I mean to you?"

"What do you say?"

I don't know why. Song September wanted to laugh, but at the scene, no one dared to laugh. Except for the three of them, the others were still squatting on the ground.

Without hesitation, he pecked on the other side's face. Suddenly, it was hot and dry. Even the soles of his feet were full of heat.

"Is it still fierce?"

"Reluctantly."

Fu Jiao mouth a hook, pet drown of rub rub each other's head.

Mo Yi's face trembled, it's all time, and he was in the mood to flirt. He took the cell phone and called the police station.

The three people didn't take care of the mess here. When the police came, they took the car home. Although the injury was very slight, they still had to stop bleeding.

"I want a kiss."

Lazy voice.

Song Jiuyue's face was full of confusion. After he reacted, he wanted to slap each other's face.

"Hurry up ~"

Song Jiuyue, with a numb voice, trembles, frowns, clenches his teeth and kisses Fu Jin's saliva.

Fu Yan's face was so black that it could drip water. The woman turned back. She took the paper towel from the ink and wiped it on her face.

But strangely enough, the smile on the corner of the mouth could not be covered and rose slowly.

After returning home to stop bleeding, Fu Jin doesn't plan to go to work, so she sits on the sofa and processes the documents. Yu Qiu takes a glass of water and hesitates again and again before putting it next to him.

Fu Yan a Leng, looked up to see the girl with a drooping head, eyes light.

"Thank you."

Yu Qiu's face is crimson and shakes his head. Yu Guang takes a look at Fu Yan's side face. He is really charming. He is the most charming man she has ever seen.

Song Jiuyue doesn't know Yu Qiu's little idea. When she is at home, she will practice her gun whenever she is free.

"Bang, bang!"

The arm is numb when shot by recoil. For a person who seldom uses a gun, recoil is almost fatal. It will make you unable to hold it tightly.

There's a lot of space here. When she got out of the place where she practiced, she circled a new place and put all kinds of fitness equipment in it. It's not enough just to know how to use guns. She also had to keep up with her physical strength, otherwise she would fight with the enemy.

She is not a fool. She has been with Fu Yan for so long, and she guessed that the person may have a cooperative relationship with some international organizations, either drugs or guns. Fu Yan was born in a military and political family, certainly not drugs, so the rest is guns.

Fu Jin is an arms dealer and cooperates with overseas organizations. In addition to his elder brother's identity, I'm afraid he also supplies guns and ammunition to the army.

Song Jiuyue's eyes were deep. He was breathing low oxygen and doing sports. He soon felt that his physical strength was lost. But at this time, the more he insisted, the more he could break through the limit of his body and reach another situation.

"PATA..."

Hearing the sound, he frowned and looked around. He found that Yu qiuzheng was standing at the door in panic. He seemed to know where he had broken into. His face was red.

Song September took off the oxygen tube from his nose. After stopping, he felt the air around him was fresh and his heart was beating wildly.

"Yu Qiu, don't come to this place in the future, understand?"

Yu Qiu nods and turns to leave. He sees song September doing sit ups. His sweat hits the floor one by one, and his eyes twinkle.

Song Jiuyue stayed in it for four hours. When he came back to the living room, he saw Xiao Hei lying on the sofa. His eyes lit up and he ran over.

"Little black."

She called out, and Xiao Hei ignored her. After shaking her ears, she didn't respond any more.

Song September's mouth smokes. OK, Xiao Hei is back.

The bandage has been removed from its body, but if you peel off the hair, you can still see the wound. The wound has become scarred. It should be completely OK when the scar falls off.

She was finally relieved and touched Xiao Hei's back, hoping that he would get better soon. Xiao Hei squinted and finally shook his tail.

After exercising for such a long time, song September was a little tired. Looking at the time, it was already six o'clock in the afternoon. He wanted to take a bath, sleep again, and eat when he woke up."Xiao Hei, you stay well. I went upstairs."

Then he got up and went to the bedroom upstairs. He filled the bathtub with hot water, took off his clothes and went in.

At the same time, the step of upstairs shrunk slightly, the black eye moved.

Yu Qiu is in Fu Yan's study. He wears gloves and turns over the things in it. His face is a little angry. He has been here for so long, but he can't find the list anywhere.

Where will Fu Jin be?

She turned the bookcase over again. Hearing the sound of the door, she became stiff. Song September went to take a bath. After taking a bath, she was expected to have a sleep. Fu Jin had already gone out. Aunt Qiu went to buy vegetables. No one could come in

Turning around, I found aunt Qiu and Xiao Hei at the gate of the station. Aunt Qiu was full of doubts.

"Mr. Yu Qiu, you can't enter the room at will. Otherwise, Mr. Yu will get angry when he comes back. Come out quickly."

Yu Qiu's eyes flashed a trace of darkness. She nodded and looked at xiaoheitian's blue pupil. Her eyebrows were frowning. She has been familiar with this leopard these days. Xiaohei has no such quick thinking, so she should not know what she is doing.

As for Aunt Qiu

In autumn slowly close to the door, face helpless, twist autumn aunt's corner, a pair of know wrong expression.

"It's OK. Don't be afraid. I'll ask my husband for the blame later. You just didn't mean to intrude. He won't blame you."

When Yu Qiu droops her head, there is a flash of danger in her eyes. If Fu Yan knows that she has entered the study, she will be acutely aware of something, so she must not speak again, otherwise she will fall short.

At the end of the stairs, Yu Qiu slows down and falls behind aunt Qiu. Seeing the man's back in front of him, he reaches out his hand and pushes him down.

The first floor and the second floor are still very high, and with so many stairs, aunt Qiu's screams are choked in her throat, straight into the bottom corner of the stairs, in the dark, almost fainted.