The knife-scarred man couldn't wait to pull Jun Xiqing over, caressing her face.
"Boss Yuan, this little beauty is truly a stunner. We've played with quite a few women, but compared to this little beauty, they're all just some crude, mediocre powder. Haha." The knife-scarred man laughed happily.
Feeling a dirty hand on her body, Jun Xiqing's face turned pale. She tried her best to avoid it.
At this moment, she heard a low, magnetic voice. "Take your filthy hands away. She's not someone you can touch."
The scarred man froze and quickly raised his head to look at Lu Yeming. The man's handsome face remained expressionless, almost cold. However, this coldness was like ice that had been dipped in poison. That cold and sinister aura made one shiver uncontrollably.
The knife-scarred man licked blood from his blade, but he was also intimidated by this man's powerful aura.
But the knife-scarred man wasn't willing to give up. The more afraid he was, the more he wanted to provoke him. "You're already at death's door and you still dare to be so arrogant?"
Wasn't Lu Yeming just arrogant?
With Jun Xiqing by his side, the knife-scarred man could smell a young girl's fragrance. It was extremely alluring. His blood boiled and he immediately tugged at Jun Xiqing's clothes. "Little beauty, come and let me have some fun!"
The knife-scarred man tugged at Jun Xiqing's clothes. Her clothes were a little loose, revealing the beautiful butterfly fan.
The knife-scarred man still wanted to move, but suddenly, there was a loud bang. A bullet pierced through his head.
The knife-scarred man looked in front of him in shock. Lu Yeming was holding a gun, the black hole was still smoking.
Bang! The knife-scarred man fell to the ground, dead.
This time, the other men in black quickly aimed their guns at Lu Yeming's head and heart.
Lu Yeming curved his thin lips indifferently, raising the gun in his hand as if he was surrendering.
Yuan Ming's face was dark. This man in front of him was really arrogant. He was at a disadvantage now, but he still dared to shoot.
He was truly … arrogant to the point of causing one's hair to stand on end.
Yuan Ming quickly held Jun Xiqing hostage. "President Lu, what do you mean?"
Lu Yeming looked at Yuan Ming. "I've said it before. No one can touch my woman."
Hearing this, Jun Xiqing's heart raced. She really liked this kind of man.
Domineering.
Her eyes were filled with worry as she looked at his handsome face.
"President Lu, do you think I'm spouting nonsense? I'll count to three. If you don't cripple your right hand, I'll let the men here take turns with Miss Jun! "
Yuan Ming began to count. One …
Jun Xiqing struggled to break free from Yuan Ming's grip. She looked at him anxiously and shook her head vigorously — - No! Don't listen to him!
— -Don't worry about me, hurry and leave!
Tears welled up in Jun Xiqing's eyes, making her look even more pitiful.
Lu Yeming looked at her and suddenly let out a low laugh. He said disdainfully, "You wanted to break up with me in the room just now. Now that I'm here to save you, you're crying. How practical."
"…"
Tears welled up in Jun Xiqing's eyes. She really wanted to kick him.
"Two …"
"Three …"
Just as Yuan Ming was about to shout 'three', Lu Yeming moved, aiming his gun at his right arm.
-No!
Jun Xiqing's heart was already in her throat. Yuan Ming stared at him intently.
At this moment, Lu Yeming suddenly raised his head. His deep almond-shaped eyes were like spilled ink, cold to the extreme.
No one saw how he did it. They only heard the sound of four bullets and the four men in black fell to the ground.
The men in black didn't even close their eyes at the moment of their deaths. They didn't understand. How did they die just like that?
Yuan Ming's expression changed. Only now did he understand how unfathomable this man's skills were.
He had never paid any attention to these black-clothed men from the beginning.
At this moment, Lu Yeming raised his hand and aimed his gun at Yuan Ming.
Yuan Ming quickly surrendered.
"Qingqing, come here."
Lu Yeming reached out to Jun Xiqing.
Jun Xiqing was still in shock. Without hesitation, she ran over and threw herself into Lu Yeming's arms.
Sniffing his clean, masculine scent, Jun Xiqing's tensed nerves relaxed.
She hugged his muscular waist tightly with her two small hands.
Lu Yeming wrapped his arms around her shoulders, his lashes lowered as he kissed her cold forehead. "It's okay now."
Jun Xiqing nodded vigorously.
"Yuan Ming, I let you escape the last time at the Holy Lady Clan. You won't be so lucky this time." Lu Yeming looked at Yuan Ming coldly.
Yuan Ming smiled. "Where's your mother?"
"Is my mother someone you can think about?"
Yuan Ming didn't seem to hear him. He muttered to himself, "Yuewu, I've been looking for you for so many years. It's time for you to come back."
"You want to see my mother? Maybe in your next life." Lu Yeming's eyes were as dark as ink. He slowly pulled the trigger …
At this moment, he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen.
A sharp knife directly pierced into his muscular abdomen.
Blood gushed out.
In an instant, his white shirt was soaked.
Lu Yeming slowly lowered his eyes to look at Jun Xiqing in his arms.
Jun Xiqing was holding a knife in her hands. Her hands were covered in blood. She looked at him with a blank, pale face, like a puppet being controlled.
Letting go of the knife, Jun Xiqing staggered two steps back, falling onto the grass.
She put her hand to her head, it hurt.
It hurt.
It really hurt.
Lu Yeming looked at Yuan Ming with bloodshot eyes. "What did you do to her?"
Yuan Ming said, "I poisoned her. I told her to kill you just now, so she had no choice but to kill you."
Lu Yeming's handsome face turned cold in an instant. In all these years, no one had ever seen his face so dark and fierce. "I'll give you one chance. Get rid of the parasite."
Yuan Ming smiled and shook his head. "Why should I listen to you?"
"Oh." The corners of Lu Yeming's lips kicked up, revealing a row of white teeth. "Then you don't have to do it."
He raised the gun in his hand, aiming it at Yuan Ming.
Yuan Ming didn't panic. "If you kill me, Jun Xiqing will definitely die. We share the same life now."
Lu Yeming's movements slowed down.
At this moment, he heard a seductive sigh. "Yuan Ming, weren't you looking for me? I'm here."
Yuan Ming's entire body shook, and then he slowly turned around.
Bei Yuewu had arrived.
Bei Yuewu was wearing a long red dress today. She had given birth to Lu Yeming when she was 18 years old, so she wasn't even 44 years old yet. She had once been a seductive woman, but she had grown up in defiance of her age. Time had only left her with a carefree and unrestrained demeanor, as well as an increasingly charming woman's charm.
Yuan Ming's eyes heated up, revealing his infatuation.
Lu Yeming sheathed the gun at his waist and walked in front of Jun Xiqing …
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