Outright Favoritism Chapter 276: : Shang Shaoyan, you murder and punish the heart


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The hidden thoughts were revealed, and Yun Li's handsome face was rarely stiff.

He pressed his hands against the edge of the table and tightened slightly, his eyes were full of complexity, and it took him a long time to gritted his teeth and asked sonically: "So what?!"

We met for eight years and guarded her for five years.

Because of the three-year gap, the return is wrong.

Such a mistake, Yun Li couldn't accept it.

Shang Yu looked at his gradual ferocious look, curled his thin lips indifferently and detachedly, holding the teacup and gently signaled, "Unfortunately, she can only be mine."

A simple statement made Yun Li's chest a surge of energy.

Shang Shaoyan, he spoke the most arrogant words with the calmest attitude.

Yun Li's thin lavender lips pursed and turned pale, unable to restrain himself from trying to take a gun, he did extend his hand.

But only when he reached the position of the back midfielder, he recalled desperately, that Colt had already been given to Li Qiao.

Yun Li retracted his hand, pressing his palm on the teacup alive, ignoring the heat fumigating the skin and flesh, he squeezed and squeezed, saying, "But if you die, she won't be."

He really moved the killing mind.

Shang Shaoyan bombed his headquarters and wounded his brother. He never thought of killing him.

But when he heard that Li Qiao had become his girl, Yun Li wanted him to die.

As long as he is dead, Li Qiao will no longer be his girl.

At this moment, Yun Li was full of suffocation, the tea cup was cracked under his rough palm, and hot tea also gurgled out along the crack.

He thought, even without a gun, even with his bare hands, he would not necessarily lose.

Then, a handful of golden desert eagles were suddenly thrown onto the table.

With a sound, Yun Li's soul was shocked.

He looked down at the gun, condensed Shang Yu again, and his eyes were mad.

At this moment, Shang Yu put his arm on the corner of the table, raised his chin to the desert eagle, looked at Yunli with deep eyes and said: "You can try."

What to try?

Oh, try to kill Shang Shaoyan, will Li Qiao belong to him?

Yun Li loosened his hand holding the teacup, and looked at the gun straight away. As long as he picked it up and pointed it at Shang Shaoyan's forehead, then... everything was over.

Thinking about this, Yun Li did the same.

The desert eagle was hooked in his hand, raised inch by inch, and aimed at Shang Yu's eyebrows.

Yun Li's index finger squeezed the trigger, his eyes condensed on the opposite man, several times he tried to use force, but hesitated not to do it.

"Shang Shaoyan, are you really afraid of death?" His voice was like a tight string, hoarse to the extreme.

Shang Yu's eyes are half drooping, his thin lips are lightly raised, still maintaining an elegant and lazy sitting posture.

He responded silently, but it was better than all words.

At the same time, the door of the box opened.

Li Qiao slowly opened the door and walked up, raising her eyes to see that her entire face was instantly cold.

And all of her subsequent reactions, mostly from the subconscious.

Under the influence of her subconscious mind, she stepped forward, and in Yun Li's shocked expression, she swiftly took down the gun, pointed the muzzle at the wall with her backhand, and shot the magazine blankly.

A total of nine bullets were fired in a few seconds, and the beautifully decorated walls were riddled with holes.

After the gunfire, everything was calm.

Li Qiao held his gun to the tabletop and looked directly at Yun Li, "Move him, move me first."

The moment the words fell, she took out Colt and slowly put it on the table.

Yun Li's eyes trembled--

The Desert Eagle belongs to Shang Yu, and Colt belongs to him.

She held the desert eagle to protect Shang Yu, but handed back the gun he had given.

Thousands of words, can't explain clearly.

Yun Li only knew that he was defeated without a fight.

His throat is dry, with a faint rust-like bitterness.

In the depths of the afterglow, Shang Yu is as cold and graceful as a mountain that gently pulls his lips.

Shang Shaoyan, good method, kill the heart first.

In this way, it gave him a fatal blow.

Yun Li looked down at Colt on the table, not looking back for a long time.

He also wants to sort out his mood, sit down again, and pretend that nothing happened.

But it's too difficult.

The moment Li Qiao was desperate for Shang Yu, he knew that he was defeated.

Yun Li is not an impulsive hairy boy. Even if his heart is turned upside down, he can still remain relatively calm on the face.

He gritted his teeth, pushed Colt in front of Li Qiao pretentiously, glared at her, and smiled hoarsely, "You **** mad at me again?"

The waves in Li Qiao's eyes gradually receded, watching Yun Li faintly breathed a sigh of relief, "If you don't want me to anger you, don't go crazy."

Just before entering the door, she saw Yun Li hold the desert eagle at Shang Yu's eyebrows with her own eyes.

The anger and tension aroused in the subconscious made her take a series of actions without thinking.

But Li Qiao still has feelings for Yun Li.

If you change to someone else, the nine bullets will not hit the wall.

"Let's order food." At this time, Shang Yu, who had been silent for a long time, said in a deep voice, and also pulled the two of them back to their senses.

The moment Yun Li took the seat, he felt that his legs were already stiff and paralyzed.

Li Qiao took Colt again and handed the Desert Eagle to Shang Yu. The moment the two touched their fingertips, she couldn't help but glance at the man.

It's okay to show the gun, what do you do!

I thought that the two of them would fight at best, but unexpectedly they moved their guns.

If she comes back a few minutes late, can the consequences be imagined?

……

Ten minutes later, the waiter delivered dishes one after another.

Yun Li kept looking down at his phone until the vibration broke the peace of the box, he grabbed the jacket on the armrest, got up and walked outside, "I'll answer the call."

Li Qiao watched him take his coat away, and before asking, Yun Li's figure had disappeared outside the door.

He left with an excuse. He didn't want to see the inability to get in between them anymore, and he didn't want to let Li Qiao discover his thoughts.

Some decent, you have to keep it for yourself.

Yun Li came to the parking lot, got into the car, and covered the roof again.

In the quiet carriage, his gaze was blank, and he looked directly at the row of luxury cars on the opposite side. After a long time, he eagerly searched for something in the storage box.

There is no smoke.

This is the new car just mentioned, without smoke.

The bitter taste in his mouth is overflowing, and he desperately needs a cigarette to relieve certain emotions.

Not long after, the lake-blue Ferrari galloped out, and in a blink of an eye it merged into the traffic.

Around the street corner, Yun Li went to the convenience store to buy cigarettes and alcohol, parked the car on the side road, got into the carriage and started to smoke and drink.

The most choking smoke, the strongest wine, can't suppress the bitterness in the throat.

I haven't smoked for a long time, and the heavy smoke choked into his lungs, making his eyes red.

At this moment, the phone on the dashboard hummed.

Yun Li drank half a can of beer again, squeezed the can, picked up the phone, and his voice became cold and cold, "Say."

The call was from Yunling.

He didn't hear that Yun Li was wrong, and said cheerfully: "Brother, you can do it, you actually made preparations in advance."


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