Outright Favoritism Chapter 258: : Suppress the old nest

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The mercenary headquarters was attacked!

Yunling heard the continuous explosions and all kinds of wailing and roars on the phone, and she was stupid.

Even Li Qiao couldn't help but glance at Shang Yu in surprise.

As soon as he shot the opponent's lair, he was worthy of being the overlord.

At this moment, Yun Ling's eyes flashed with unstoppable rage, like a trapped beast, his eyes were dyed crimson, "Shang Shaoyan, I **** killed you..."

The mercenary headquarters was the painstaking effort of him and his eldest brother for many years, so it was so destroyed?

No wonder!

It's no wonder that Shang Shaoyan was in a stalemate with him for more than an hour. He was deliberately delaying time.

At this moment, even with a gun on his forehead, Yunling recklessly wants to die with Shang Yu.

He raised the gun in his hand between the electric light and flint, and the speed seemed to be able to wind up a gust of wind.

The shot of "Bang--" once again shook the quiet winding road.

Yunling's gun hand hung softly to his side, and the gun fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

In his furious vision, Li Qiao was leaning against Shang Yu's arms, holding the figure of a golden desert eagle with one arm.

She is faster than him, and her marksmanship is more accurate than him.

Yunling's two wrists were shot through, even if he wanted revenge, there was no chance.

At this time, Shang Yu lowered his eyelids and raised his thin lips slightly. He seemed to be in a good mood. He watched Li Qiao kiss her forehead, and asked in a low voice: "Know him?"

Li Qiao's eyes flashed, she retracted her gun and rubbed it twice, telling the truth, "Know his brother."

Yun Li, the leader of the international mercenary.

If Yun Li knew that his old nest was knocked over by her boyfriend, I don't know how he would react.

Li Qiao pressed her lips to cover her eyelids, and sighed helplessly.

Not long after, two helicopters hovered from the other side of the mountain.

Because the road was blocked and another car was parked on the road, the helicopter could not descend, so it had to drop the ladder from close to the sky.

While Shang Yu led Li Qiao towards the soft ladder, he stepped forward to the man beside Yunling and ordered: "Clean the scene and report to the mansion later."

"Yes, Hall Master."

Liuyun, Luoyu and other people in black respectfully nodded and watched them leave.

The hall master...

Li Qiao heard the other person's name, so they are in the dark?

……

Ten minutes later, the helicopter landed on the mansion platform.

Mochizuki and Qiuhuan got off the watchtower early and stood near the platform waiting.

When Shang Yu and Li Qiao stepped off the plane side by side, Qiu Huan's greeting hand froze in the air on the spot.

What happened?

Why did Li Qiao also come?

He hit Wangyue’s shoulder and raised his head forward, "That person is...Li Qiao, right?"

Mochizuki looked down at the surveillance screen in his hand, pressed the corners of his lips without saying a word, and looked up at Li Qiao's eyes, full of respect and admiration.

She is not Li Qiao, she is an awesome and ruthless samoy.

Ten minutes ago, the footage sent back by the drone made the scalp numb when viewed.

That technique, cracked someone’s neck with a creak, like a **** apple...

So Mochizuki started thinking very seriously, has he ever been disrespectful to Miss Li?

On the other side, Li Qiao walked slowly beside Shang Yu. From the helicopter platform to the mansion, she walked more and more slowly.

Shang Yu was keenly aware of her changes, and narrowed his eyes coldly, and settled on her feet.

Finished, to be discovered!

Li Qiao gave a light cough, squeezed his palm, curled his mouth and said: "The **** is too steep, I'm a bit..." The legs were soft.

It's really soft.

Nanyang Mountain is steep and steep. Continuous walking on the **** causes uneven force on both legs. Muscles are inevitably sore and paralyzed.

But before Li Qiao said the last two words, Shang Yu leaned over and hugged her.

There were strong searchlights around the platform, and the spotlights of the watchtower flickered past.

Under such bright light, Shang Yu tilted her head slightly, and saw that her slightly rolled up trouser legs were covered with grass clippings, and her exposed white ankles were covered in cut by the branches of weeds in the forest. Scars.

Some wounds are still bloodshot, and they are dazzling in the eyes.

This injury is for him.

The handsome face of the man was so gloomy as ink, his lips stretched straight, and the hostility wrapped around his body made Mochizuki not daring to approach.

Shang Yu narrowed his eyes dangerously and looked at Li Qiao inch by inch.

The little girl at this moment has already buried her face on his shoulders, pretending that nothing happened.

Mochizuki and Qiuhuan followed behind them with dumbfounded faces, and did not dare to say anything.

After entering the door, the two have a clear division of labor.

One went to pour water, and the other went to find the medicine box.

In front of the sofa, Li Qiao sat upright, with her legs close together, hiding aside from time to time.

At this moment, Qiu Huan was holding two glasses of water on the coffee table, looking at Shang Yu and Li Qiao back and forth, "Hey, you two..."

"Boss, medicine box."

Qiuhuan didn't finish speaking, Mochizuki walked in with the medicine box.

Shang Yu calmly took out all kinds of tools for treating the wound without saying a word, leaned over and squatted in front of Li Qiao, and knelt on one knee.

Qiu Huan's jaw dropped.

He stared at Shang Yu's long kneeling leg and swallowed fiercely.

The Living Years Series!

Mochizuki's face is sticking to the side without any color, his expression is very natural.

Under the dazzling crystal lamp in the living room, the man rolled up his slightly ruffled sleeves and reached out to Li Qiao's ankle.

"I'll do it myself." Seeing that he wanted to take off his shoes, Li Qiao leaned over to stop.

But soon, her ankle was gently pinched by Shang Yu, and the corners of the man's lips pressed down, warning in a low voice: "Don't move."

Li Qiao can't move anymore.

The black and white sneakers were taken off, and the fringed trouser legs were turned up.

The wounds on Li Qiao's ankle are mostly abrasions, not serious.

But the messy trauma still looks a bit dazzling, especially destroying the beauty of the white and greasy skin.

He squeezed the cotton swab tightly with his well-proportioned fingers, and with a click, the cotton swab broke.

Mochizuki and Qiu Huan also shook their shoulders subconsciously.

It's over, the boss is angry.

Just when they thought Shang Yu was going to be angry, he lowered his eyelids, held up Li Qiao's ankle, took another iodine swab, and wiped her wound little by little.

At this time, no one spoke, everyone's eyes were focused on Shang Yu.

A man who was such a wild killer fell on his knees and knelt on the ground to treat Li Qiao's wounds.

Qiu Huan had never seen this scene before.

So much so that he forgot to sit down and just stood beside Mochizuki, watching this scene blankly.

About five minutes later, there was a clear and powerful sound of footsteps outside the hall.

Except for Shang Yu, several others followed the sound to watch——

"Hallmaster, highway..." The other party stood still, his voice steadily said, but he was stunned as soon as he said a few words.

What did he see?

The noble hall master of their dark hall was kneeling on one knee in front of the exquisite and beautiful girl, holding the green gourd medicine bottle in his hand, and rubbing her ankle with pious and gentle action.

Huh? Does it fit?