Chapter 2

At this time, the obscene man who had recovered chased him closely and kept swearing.

Su Qianmian ran for a while, and then turned back. The obscene man was gone.

In this intricate alley, there seems to be danger lurking in all directions. Inadvertently, the obscene man will come out of somewhere, and then...

Su Qianmian's heart jumped wildly, because she was too nervous and had fine goose bumps.

Suddenly, a dark shadow caught Su Qianmian. Due to too much inertia, Su Qianmian quickly retreated and hit the wall behind him heavily. The obscene man trapped Su Qianmian in the corner of the wall, and the muscles on his face could not be suppressed **, ** naked desire made Su Qianmian tremble.

"Run? Let you run!" The obscene man began to kiss Su Qianmian with his smelly mouth. Su Qianmian shouted in horror, "Let go of me!" You son of a bitch! ......”

Despair slowly wrapped around the whole heart like a cobweb, and tears slipped down the corners of the eyes...

His body suddenly lightened, and the obscene man was seriously thrown to one side. A tall figure stood in front of him.

Although he is back to back, Su Qianmian still feels the indifferent and fierce aura of the man in front of him - that is the domineering and murderous spirit that only people standing at the top have.

Many good things were disturbed, and the obscene man was dizzy. He scolded and stood up, took out a bright knife, and rushed straight ahead.

The man was unmoved, his eyes flashed with contempt, and a bloodthirsty smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

The obscene man's knife did not insert into the man's chest as scheduled - I don't know when he had moved his position at a speed invisible to the naked eye, and a few centimeters away from the abdomen of the obscene man, a muffled pistol and the black muzzle announced the death of the obscene man.

The man still stood in front of Su Qianmian and slowly turned around. Su Qianmian subconsciously wanted to pass him to see what had happened, but the man reached out to cover her eyes first: "Child, you will have nightmares at night."

The slow voice has the unique magnetism and sexyness of mature men. It is as clear as a clear spring in the mountains, with a piercing chill, but gives people the illusion of gentle doting.

The warmth of the palm goes straight to the bottom of my heart.

Su Qianmian could hear the violent beating of his heart, as if he was about to break out.

The man led Su Qianmian, bypassed the body of the obscene man, and walked out of the dead end.

Coming to a relatively empty place, the man withdrew his palm and looked at Su Qianmian faintly: "Do you know how to go?"

Su Qianmian looked at him in a staring and said a few words: "It's you."

The man happened to be the person Su Qianmian met in the Shenqi Cafe.

Xun Mochen smiled gently.

His smile is so beautiful. Su Qianmian thought.

"Do you know how to go?" Xun Mochen asked one side again.

Su Qianmian nodded and shook his head again.

Xun Mochen's beautiful eyebrows were wrinkled together. Su Qianmian hurriedly said, "You send me for another time, and I'll know." After saying that, I can't wait to bite my tongue and die: How many nymphomaniac are I can calmly say what seems to be flirting with a good housewife after being almost ooxx!

It seems that she hasn't recovered from the thrill just now. Su Qianmian blushed and fluttered. She turned her head and coughed twice to cover up the embarrassment, but she wanted to cover it up: "I just ran away and got lost. If I walk again, I can remember it..."

Seeing that the other party did not respond, Su Qianmian followed his eyes and found that Xun Mochen was staring at his ** arm for a moment, and his eyes finally fell on her face, as if he wanted to read something from her face.

Su Qianmian began to be nervous again. He hugged his arm and took a step back: It won't be a well-dressed beast and a scum...

Xun Mochen grabbed Su Qianmian. His voice was cold without any temperature, but there was a sense of urgency, excitement and expectation in his eyes: "What's your name? How did you get the gunshot wound on your arm?

"I, I..." Su Qianmian couldn't speak.

"Tay!" Xun Mochen clutched Su Qianmian's arm tightly, and his voice was low and hoarse, almost squeezed out of his chest.

"My name is Su Qianmian. This is not a gunshot wound. I accidentally blew up when I was playing with firecrackers when I was a child..." His arm hurt, and there were tears in the corners of Su Qianmian's eyes.

Looking at Su Qianmian with red eyes, Xun Mochen let go of his hand, but despair and pain appeared in his cold eyes. He sighed in a low voice, "It's my delusion."

But that expression just flashed by. It was so fast that I could hardly grasp it, so I regained my indifference, with the politeness and alienation of strangers: "I'm sorry, I recognized the wrong person."

Xun Mochen turned around, but his eyes swept the wound on Su Qianmian's arm from time to time. He was silent for a moment and took off his outer head and put it on Su Qianmian. But at the moment of bending down, I caught a glimpse of the dark shadow around the corner.

He suddenly pulled up Su Qianmian's wrist through his sleeve: "I'll take you back to the city."

Su Qianmian struggled: "No, no, I can do it myself."

Xun Mochen pulled Su Qianmian hard. Su Qianmian was afraid and resisted even harder.

Xun Mochen stood against the light. The light outlined his thin and explosive perfect figure, perfect lip lines, thin lips, as majestic as a god who does not eat fireworks on earth. The slow and rhythmic and elegant tone has an irresistible order: "Follow me, don't leave me no matter what happens, no Let's make a sound, okay?" He couldn't bear to save her for a moment, but he didn't want to pull her into a more dangerous situation.

Xun Mochen's voice seemed to have a hypnotic magic. When he suddenly picked up Su Qianmian and jumped over the low wall next to him, Su Qianmian took a breath of cold air, but firmly remembered: Don't make a sound!

And almost at the same time, a few gunshots hit the wall, stirring up dust.

What's going on?!!!!

Killing? Killed? Run away? Was it gunfire just now? How can there be a gun! Even if this is the west of the city, it shouldn't be... Wait, two shots, one is far away, but one is close to my ear...

Su Qianmian's eyes widened and looked at the man. All kinds of guesses flashed through his mind. The chaotic words kept shouting, which made people unable to think at all. The sweat on Su Qianmian's forehead dripped down his thin cheeks.

Su Qianmian was so nervous that he didn't even dare to move his fingers, and even his breathing was careful. His head buzzed, and the indescribable dull pain spread from his heart to his fingertips, and his whole hand was throbbing.

Xun Mochen listened carefully to the movements around him, and Su Qianmian looked at him like this. The moment of silence in the crisis environment, like the side face of a cold and sharp blade, which was impressive.

Xun Mochen suddenly raised his gun and shot with lightning speed. There was a cry of pain not far away. Xun Mochen quickly dodged to another place with Su Qianmian in his arms.

There were a few more shots, and the surroundings fell silent again.

Xun Mochen said, "Take advantage of it now to run to a crowded place." His handsome face is confident and persistent, serious and charming...

Run now? Su Qianmian looked at her trembling legs and scolded: Damn it, is this the legendary legs that are scared and weak? Su Qianmian pretended to be calm and wanted to stand up as Xun Mochen said, but he only half knelt on the ground and couldn't get up.

Xun Mochen also found it and pulled the corners of his mouth.

Bastard! Is this a mockery? Su Qianmian gave Xun Mochen a white eye at the wrong time.

"Take it, hold your head and squat here. Whoever comes, give him a shot!" Xun Mochen gave Su Qianmian a silver pistol, and then deftly climbed over the wall and ran away, quickly attracting the attention of the enemy.