Qin Yezhou glanced at the young man who was looking at him in panic. His originally soft and docile hair was messy on his forehead at the moment, and a pair of beautiful eyes looked back at him misty, as if after being raped by him all night, in the morning He looked innocent and pitiful when he got up.
Qin Yezhou sighed, and said to He Ziyue, "Are you threatening me?"
He Ziyue sat up straight with a cigarette in his mouth and said, "No, I just want to do business with you, Ye Zhou."
Qin Yezhou remained silent and continued to play with the mahjong tiles in his hand with his eyes lowered.
He Ziyue got down from the chair with a sneer, grabbed Su Jinzhi's hair roughly, took the gun handed over by his subordinate, and hit him hard on the forehead. Su Jinzhi's skin was very fair, and He Ziyue's strength was great, so a blue-red swelling appeared on Su Jinzhi's forehead in no time.
Su Jinzhi let out a cry of pain at first, but then he clenched his teeth and refused to let out a moan. He Ziyue let out a "huh", held his chin up with a gun, and said with a smile, "I don't see how Jin Zhi can bear it."
Hearing He Ziyue's words, Qin Yezhou finally raised his head to look at Su Jinzhi.
He very much agrees with He Ziyue's words, he knows how delicate young people are. He laughed at the body of the rich young man and the life of the poor more than once. Usually, as long as he made it harder, the man would beg him with red eyes and a soft voice, as if if it was any heavier, he would be like a plucked plant. The delicate and beautiful roses, withered and withered and then died.
However, at this moment, he suddenly became tough.
As if put into a glass case by Adam the Beast, the eternal roses are so colorful and brilliant that people can't take their eyes off them, and they are so beautiful that they are almost in full bloom.
"He can bear it, but I can't." Qin Yezhou suddenly smiled. Qin Luo, who had put a gun against his head, seemed to have received some order, and suddenly turned around and shot He Ziyue. He Ziyue was startled. Quickly pulling Su Jinzhi in front of him to block the bullet for him, the next moment, his right hand holding the gun was pierced by another shot from Qin Luo.
At the same time, the heavily armed bodyguards outside the hall also rushed into the hall, subduing everyone almost seconds after the gunshot.
Su Jinzhi was shot in the chest, and the excruciating pain instantly made him lose all ability to think. He gasped softly, knelt on the ground and slowly raised his head to look at Qin Yezhou.
I saw the man who had been sitting in a wheelchair since we met raised his hand and removed the dark blue blanket covering his lap, and with a light press on the armrest, he stood up from the wheelchair, like an emperor stepping off the throne He walked towards them without haste.
His gray pupils are still indifferent, as cold as a mist in the dark night. The more He Zi can see loneliness, coldness and ruthlessness in his eyes, but he can't see anything when he was looking at the young man at the dining table just now. The gentleness and pampering, just like the person lying on the ground panting and bleeding, not the person he just kissed his fingertips and said that he would spend the rest of his life with him, strange and without a trace of emotion.
He Ziyue's eyes widened, and he covered his wrists and looked at Qin Yezhou: "Qin Yezhou! Isn't your leg useless?"
Qin Yezhou smiled and said to him, "It's not like you're a cripple from your head."
After watching the whole battle, Yun Feifei was already paralyzed on the carpet in fright. She didn't expect He Ziyue's plan to fail, and she didn't know that Qin Yezhou was not disabled, he was always fine...
Su Jinzhi's chest was heaving and heaving because of the pain, and he murmured subconsciously when he saw this scene: "Mr. Qin..."
And Qin Yezhou didn't even look at him, and went straight to He Ziyue, forced to take a few steps back, Qin Yezhou said: "I said, some money is hot, you shouldn't want it."
He Ziyue's pupils shrank slightly, and instead he raised his gun to fight Qin Yezhou to the death, but was rushed forward by the bodyguards and subdued him.
"Qin, Mr. Qin—I don't know anything!" Yun Feifei knelt and crawled in front of Qin Yezhou, trying to hug his leg, but Qin Yezhou gently dodged it sideways.
Qin Yezhou frowned and said, "Take her away."
The bodyguard hurried forward upon hearing the words, ignored Yun Feifei's hoarse crying and blocked her mouth, and took her out of the hall.
"Mr. Qin..." Su Jinzhi lay in a pool of warm blood, moving his fingers, as if he wanted to raise his hand to hold the man's trousers.
Qin Yezhou paused for a while when his eyes turned to his chest, then walked to him and squatted down, stretched out his hand to hold Su Jinzhi's. When he found out exactly where Qin Luo hit the young man with that shot just now, Qin Yezhou suddenly changed his expression, and shouted violently: "Call the doctor!" After finishing speaking, he supported Su Jinzhi's upper body, and held him carefully. into his arms.
As for Su Jinzhi, who was about to drown and grabbed a driftwood, he tightly held Qin Yezhou's hand, looking at the man with disbelief and endless doubts in his eyes, but no hatred.
"Mr. Qin..."
"Mr. Qin..."
Just don't want to call his name anymore.
The young man is like a coquettish and crying child who was deceived by his convinced parents when he was young and went to the hospital for an injection. After realizing that he was deceived, his eyes were red and he kept calling his parents. A placebo for less pain.
Qin Yezhou seemed very irritated by his yelling, and growled to the people behind him: "Hurry up, doctor!" After speaking, he frowned and raised his hand, wiping the blood beads on the young man's cheek tremblingly.
The doctor who had been dispensing Su Jinzhi came in a hurry. After checking the wound, he shook his head and said, "It missed."
Qin Luo immediately lowered her head and said, "Sir, I'm sorry."
Qin Yezhou was silent.
And Su Jinzhi understood it, Qin Yezhou expected him to suffer this shot today.
It's just that he didn't expect that the shot missed.
Su Jinzhi looked at Qin Yezhou's total rescue progress value flickering between 50 and 0, and felt extremely tired.
He coughed twice, affecting the wound on his chest, causing him to inhale continuously in pain.
Qin Yezhou immediately raised his hand anxiously, and gave him a soft breath behind his back—as gentle as usual.
But he really hurts.
It hurts more than when the system punished him.
Su Jinzhi cried uncontrollably.
The feeling of being pierced in the heart is not at all pleasant, the intense pain of dying, as if engulfed by a huge force like destructive force, with every gasp of his breath, his internal organs are twisted to bloody flesh, making him wish to immediately die.
Su Jinzhi knew that his mission was really a failure, and he has not died until now, and he couldn't even faint. I am afraid that No. 1 is punishing him.
He was extremely wronged, holding Qin Yezhou's hand tightly, crying softly: "Mr. Qin...Mr. Qin...I'm in so much pain..."