My Cold and Beautiful Wife

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Ning Xuemo helplessly shook her head. How could she have the appetite to eat? She could only smile and say, "You go ahead and eat. I'm not hungry!"

"Then I won't be polite anymore. I'm really starving. You guys can call me after I finish eating. Don't worry, I'll eat very fast."

As Ye Fan said this, he randomly found a machine tool and sat down on it. He then started wolfing down the dumplings one by one. Within two bites, his mouth was already filled with oil.

"Um... "It's just that the fat is a bit too much. It's really cheap and doesn't have any good quality, but it's still okay …"

As he ate, Ye Fan was also talking about it with relish, causing many people to almost forget what was going on, as if they were really going to a restaurant.

When he saw that Ye Fan was still gorging himself like a normal person, he couldn't help but get angry from embarrassment.

"Damn it, are you stupid? "I can't believe grandpa has so many submachine guns under his command!"

Ye Fan chewed on the dumplings, raised his head and mumbled, "I ate dumplings, it had nothing to do with your gun."

"Brother Fan, it's your turn. These traitors, let's go take care of them!"

Zhao Zhong took out his metal finger gloves and put them all on. His entire body was emitting a murderous aura.

Zhang Xiu, who was sitting opposite to her, lightly tapped her palm with her folding fan and said, "Zhao Zhong, although your 'Blood Claw' is rather famous in the underworld, do you really think that your rotten hand can block bullets? "Stop teasing me!"

"That's right. For the sake of the president, if all of you surrender, we can reward you with a way to survive!" Aunt Qing chuckled.

Zhu Rui jokingly said: "Zhao Zhong, if you really care for your master, then advise her not to struggle at death's door, hehe … …" Otherwise, your death would have been unrecognizable, and you would have been unsightly when you were buried. "

Zhao Zhong coldly snorted, "Wishful thinking! Back then, if it wasn't for Miss, I would have been betrayed and thrown into jail by my accomplices! It was the young miss who had given me the opportunity to start anew and start a new life!

"Zhao Zhong's name was given to him by First Miss, and his life was also given to him by First Miss. If he is the First Miss, if he dies, then he must be the ghost beside her!"

Zhao Zhong's words also made the group of loyal confidantes behind him extremely excited.

"Brother Zhao, we'll go with you!"

"Even if we have to die, let's die together!"

Seeing that this group of people were really not willing to betray Ning Xuemo, Zhu Yun gritted his teeth and shouted, "Good! Since all of you want to die! Then, he would accompany Ning Xuemo in death! Kill! "

With a loud shout, the dozen or so gunmen in black vests walked up and lined up in a straight line.

He raised his gun and turned on the safety. A dozen pitch-black muzzles were aimed at the group leading the way.

"Brothers!" For the sake of the young mistress, for the sake of the Purple Bamboo Forest, kill with me! "

Zhao Zhong did not care about death and charged forward.

But at this moment, a black shadow rushed out first!

"Eldest Miss!?"

Ning Xuemo's vigorous steps were like a black gale, moving as fast as lightning in the shape of a snake, moving closer to the group of men in black!

"Swoosh swoosh!"

Two rays of cold light shot out from Ning Zimo's hands. They were two flying daggers!

"Puff puff!"

Two gunners at the front had a knife stabbed into their heads out of nowhere. The two gunners didn't even notice what had happened and had already died on the spot, falling to the ground!

The people at the entrance of the third hall, as well as Zhu Yi and the rest, were all scared silly.

No one could have expected that when facing so many spears, with over a hundred people, Ning Zimo would actually dare to rush forward and throw her flying dagger!?

"Don't just stand there!" Quickly shoot before she gets close! " Zhu Xi anxiously shouted.

The group of gunners finally reacted. Even though there was a difference of two or three seconds between them and Ning Xuemo, they were less than 20 meters away. If the woman got close, they wouldn't be able to easily fire again!

"Tututututu!"

With the sudden appearance of the submachine gun's fire snake, Ning Xuemo was obviously unable to move faster than the bullet. Thus, she rolled ahead of time and hid behind a machine tool!

"Ding ding ding! — —"

The storm-like bullets poured onto the machine tool, causing a violent clanging sound when they collided with the metal.

Sparks flew in every direction as the bullets rained down on him.

"Everyone forward! Close to them! they can't use guns! " Seeing that Ning Xuemo was in danger, Zhao Zhong hurriedly led his men to rush over.

But at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of them, blocking their path.

It was Ye Fan!

"Brother Fan?" Zhao Zhong and the others didn't know what Ye Fan meant.

Ning Xuemo hid behind the machine tool and did not dare to go out. Seeing Ye Fan standing out, she said with a pale face, "Ye Fan! Don't stand there! Danger! "

Ye Fan was standing between two groups of people. If the bullet was aimed at Zhao Zhong and the others, the first one to be hit would definitely be Ye Fan.

Ye Fan let out a burp and unhappily said, "It's good to fight after I finish eating, I really don't know how to choose time..."

"Brother Fan!" I know you're good, but don't be impulsive! They have guns, so let's go up together and break their formation! " Zhao Zhong shouted.

"No need." Ye Fan bluntly said.

"Why …" Zhao Zhong was stunned. Could it be that a man had another good idea?

Without waiting for them to ask, Ye Fan suddenly moved!

What was out of everyone's expectation was that Ye Fan did not rush towards the opposite side. Instead, he turned around and ran in front of Zhao Zhong!

"Brother Fan, you …"

Just as Zhao Zhong was about to ask, he suddenly felt something extra in his hand. Lowering his head, he realized that it was a half-eaten box of dumplings and … A chopstick!

Zhao Zhong was flabbergasted. So Ye Fan had turned around and ran over, and wanted him to take the dumplings with him?!

Lifting his head, Ye Fan had already swaggered towards the enemy camp.

Ye Fan's steps seemed very free and easy, not even looking like he was facing a dozen submachine guns.

"Be careful, Brother Fan!" Zhao Zhong and the others shouted.

Ning Xuemo's heart also leaped to her throat. She wanted nothing more than to run out and fight with the man, but she was afraid that the man would have some plan. Once she went out, she would disrupt his rhythm.

"This guy …" Are you looking down on us? " The few gunners saw Ye Fan walk directly towards them and began to laugh sinisterly.

However, just when they thought that Ye Fan was here to die, Ye Fan started to increase his speed.

"He's coming! Shoot him! "Shoot!"

No one knew who shouted, but the gunners began shooting at Ye Fan.

The bullets immediately shot towards Ye Fan like locusts, and the dense rain of bullets completely surrounded him.

But for some reason, Ye Fan's movements were not affected in the slightest. The bullets were like drizzling rain, without any lethality, allowing him to pass through.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Fan's figure had already appeared in front of everyone!

Ye Fan's face was cold and detached, just like a divine general looking down on these men with guns.

The group of people were all startled by Ye Fan's ghost-like speed. Just now, he was still twenty to thirty meters away, so how could he arrive at their side in the blink of an eye?

Not giving them time to think about it, Ye Fan raised his other chopstick.

In his hand, the chopsticks were like a dagger.

As he approached a gunman, Ye Fan directly stuck his chopsticks into that man's throat!

"Puchi!"

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