Ghost Emperor Domineering Pet: Meng Fei, too black belly

Chapter 112 I Will Not Die Even If You Die
The bullet grazed the head of one of Jiang Dehai's subordinates at a speed close to the speed of light——

Blood spattered Jiang Dehai's face.

But all in all, he saved his life, "Haha..."

However, the laughter stopped abruptly.

Jiang Dehai's face was covered with blood, and his eyes widened in shock.

Stretching out his hand to touch his head, he saw thick blood mixed with brain matter sticking to his hand.

Until the moment of his death, Jiang Dehai didn't understand why the bullet landed on his head.

This is of course because Chu Yao calculated the angle of the bullet after it hit the hardest part of the human brain.

The last bullet was fired, and the Browning pistol in his hand disappeared instantly.

And Chu Yao also felt the burning pain in her shoulder, and she could hardly lift her arm.

She scratched Murong Jue and made a quick decision, "Let's go!"

However, before he could take a step, a gust of wind came from behind him.

Chu Yao wanted to hide, but she couldn't dodge at all, she received a slap on the back, and she and Murong Jue were forced into the warehouse again.

Chu Yao spat out a mouthful of blood, her body shook, and she almost fell down.

Murong Jue's face was even paler than when he was almost raped just now, and he quickly supported him.

The voice was hoarse: "You, how are you?!"

Chu Yao wiped off the blood from the corner of her mouth, stood up straight with difficulty, and glared at him angrily, "I'm really going to be dragged down to death by your idiot son today, if we can get out alive, you must at least accompany me in gold." In two thousand, I can make up for my loss."

At this moment, Chu Yao really regretted nothing more.

She shouldn't be so confident, thinking that with a gun suit, she can deal with the people in Bole Casino.

Indeed, it is completely easy and simple to deal with the people of the gambling house.

After Jiang Dehai's death, those thugs in the Bole Gambling Shop dispersed like frightened birds.

But Chu Yao never expected that the three men in black behind him did not retreat or check Jiang Dehai's death.

On the contrary, a strong murderous aura permeated the whole body.

These people, knowing Murong Jue's identity, wanted to kill Murong Jue wholeheartedly.

Their breath is also incompatible with the casino, and they are not Jiang Dehai's subordinates at all.

This matter is probably not as simple as that idiot Murong Jue being cheated by the casino.

But now, it's too late to regret it.

"Okay, okay! Don't talk about ten thousand taels of gold, I'll give you whatever you want! If I don't have it, I'll ask the emperor's uncle to ask for it, okay? As long as... as long as you don't die!"

Murong Jue half embraced the boy's body in his arms, only to feel that the body was so light and soft that it was frightening.

But at this moment, he didn't have any charming thoughts, only heart-wrenching pain.

Master Shizi has never felt so annoyed and remorseful.

He hated why he was so incompetent, why he was so unmotivated.

He never learned martial arts from his grandfather, he was ignorant all day long, fighting cocks and running dogs, but now at the moment of life and death, he can only let this thin young man protect himself with his life, and he... can't do anything!
If so, if Chu Qianmo died because of him——

Thinking of this, Murong Jue's eyes turned red, and his body trembled slightly.

Chu Yao gave him a sideways glance, and said angrily: "I won't die even if you die, don't curse me! Listen to me for a while."

"Tell me, what can I do to help you!"

Chu Yao swayed, bent down to pick up a knife dropped by some casino thug, and then said weakly: "I can't walk anymore, you will carry me on your back for a while."

(End of this chapter)