Just then, he had been kicked out by Xu Xiaoxiao. Zhang Dekai shouted fiercely, pointing at Qin Guan.
"Qin Guan and Xu Xiaoxiao are here!"
"Bang!"
Ouch! Do you have slanted eyes? I'm a million miles away from them. Why did you hit me?
"Ouch! It hurts!" Zhang Dekai rolled on the floor, covering his leg.
"You're so long-winded. Can't I find someone myself? Such a traitor might even appear among our own people. Qin Guan, look at the people around you! "
"How about this? If you kick Xu Xiaoxiao out, I'll be kind enough to spare your life …"
Holding the gun in his hand arrogantly, Kuhn walked towards Qin Guan.
Behind the pillar, Qin Guan and Xu Xiaoxiao looked at each other, giving each other a tacit look.
Da, da, da.
Closer and closer. Kuhn's shadow was cast on the floor beside Qin Guan in the dim light.
Qin Guan lifted another fallen table, which was dozens of centimeters thick, and covered his upper body with it. Like the bravest warrior of the Taurens, he rushed out without hesitation.
For the tribe! I'm MT!
Of course, Kuhn, who didn't expect the other party to fight back, pulled the trigger.
"Ah!"
"Bang!"
A gunshot was fired, but it was aimed at the ceiling. Xu Xiaoxiao, who had just slid out from the other side of the floor, grabbed Kuhn's leg and pushed him back.
"Bang!" The heavy shield hit Kuhn's body, and the huge impact of the collision made the gun in his hand fly out.
"Right here … Officer …" Cong Nianwei was out of breath. Her nurse's skirt was torn. Two minutes later, she had reached the nearest police station.
The gunshot had been so loud that it had been difficult to find the exact direction of the gunshot. If it hadn't been for Cong Nianwei's guidance, the New York police officers would have been trying to locate the gunshot by listening to the sound.
"Hands up!"
"Damn it!"
Just as Kuhn was about to get up and struggle, he was pressed to the ground by the police. His wrists were locked in cold handcuffs.
"I want to make a phone call, I want to find a lawyer … Do you know who my father is? … "
I don't care who you are, no one can save you. Kuhn, who was forced into the police car, looked back angrily at the culprit who had ruined his reputation.
The main culprit had already been executed and left. Naturally, the lovers were finally together.
She was barefoot and holding a pair of white high-heeled shoes. Her boyfriend looked like an ancient European knight descending to earth. He was holding a table and smiling at her happily.
"Cong Nianwei?
"Hmm?"
"Does your foot hurt? Put on your shoes, lest they accuse me of abusing my wife … "
"Pfft …"
In such a tense environment, her boyfriend still didn't forget to joke. She really didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Ambulances whizzed past, and the NYPD officers on duty questioned the witnesses at the scene.
This was another horrifying story after 9/11.
Fortunately, the most seriously injured security personnel had been sent to the hospital for emergency treatment, and this most lively dance party in Barnard naturally ended hastily.
It was still early, but they had lost interest in playing. Xu put his arm around Qin Guan's shoulder. The smell of blood was still lingering at the gate.
"What? Do you want to continue? "
My friend wants to have a second round?
"Go ahead. Could you give us a ride? You know..." Qin Guan pointed at his girlfriend, who was on his back. "Her feet are bruised because she ran too fast."
"No problem! No problem! " When they were told that they could leave, they got into the limousine. It seemed that they had to buy a car with Cong Nianwei as soon as possible.
The children in front of the apartment building had already returned to their homes due to time constraints. The street side of the student apartment was a little deserted.
Qin Guan opened the door and carried Cong Nianwei out of the limousine. He said goodbye to Xu and prepared to go home.
Xu was smiling happily at Qin Guan, who was spinning around with Cong Nianwei in his arms. Suddenly, someone grabbed Qin Guan's trouser leg.
"Cough, cough, cough..."
"You'll be rewarded for saving me..."
A man covered in blood was lying in the grass on one side of the apartment building. That was the direction Qin Guan had taken when he had been robbed. It was the most dangerous area in the city.
The smile on Qin Guan's face disappeared. He put Cong Nianwei down and Xu Xiaoxiao leaned out of the car.
"Young Master, be careful …" The driver cautiously reminded his Young Master. Even though this man had lost the ability to resist, he still could not hide the murderous aura around him.
Qin Guan squatted down and asked in a low voice, "Should I call the police? Should I call an ambulance? "
The man tightened his grip on Qin Guan's trouser leg. Then he shook his head slowly. "No, you can't call the police. You do it!"
Suddenly, the man raised his head proudly like a wolf. There was a gun under his body, aiming at Qin Guan's chest.
It was an Asian man. He warned Qin Guan in disappointment, "Are you not a doctor? Don't call the police! Do as I say! "
Before the Asian man could say anything, Xu saw his face and shouted in surprise, "Han Zhujiu!"
Han Zhujiu looked up at his face under the lamp and smiled. It's an acquaintance from the Xu family.
"Young Master Xu, that's easy. Please save me …" The muzzle of the gun was held firmly. Although he seemed to be heavily injured, the hand holding the gun did not move at all.
Han Zhujiu noticed that everyone was looking at Qin Guan. It seems that the young man is the leader of the group.
Before the fierce man could say anything else, Qin Guan turned to Xu. "Save me. I know you can do it."
Xu Xiaoxiao grinned. "I wanted to negotiate with him. Since you've asked, I'll help him for free."
Qin Guan nodded and took off his white coat. They couldn't move to the apartment. If they did that, the manager would call the police.
PS: "Urban Super Game" by Luo Yanhuo. Description: Take over the game system and experience a different game life.
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