Chapter 457: : Kindness

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The two of them stared at each other for a moment.
Apparently, it was the other party.
"Block all the supermarket doors. We didn't allow any flies before we found anyone!" The gunman roared holding his gun.
The customers and cashiers in the supermarket were all scared and crouched, and no one dared to resist.
Nan Xun looked at Xiao Xuan who was with her gun and squatted beside her, and Xiu Mei twisted tightly.
She didn't know why she was so unlucky, she came across to buy a bottle of soy sauce, but she encountered such a thing.
The headed man with a gun was a bald head. Nanzhao glanced outside the cabinet and saw that the bald head came with a gun towards this side, and her heartbeat accelerated sharply.
If you bald and saw her squatting with Xiao Yan, wouldn't she consider her a party? Although she didn't know what Xiao Yan had done to anger these people, obviously this was not a joke, but it was fatal—
Xiao Ming apparently heard the sound of a bald head coming to this side. He lowered his voice to Nanxun, "I saved you once when I was on a desert island."
Nanxun's lips trembled.
Did he let her return his kindness now?
"You are smart and believe you can help me."
Nanxun stared at Xiaoxian for a few seconds. "Okay, I'll give you your kindness." She quickly got out of the cabinet, closed the door, and stood on the front shelf.
The bald came with a gun.
He saw the freshness on the ground, and a gleam of bloodthirsty flashed in his eyes.
The gun held by the bald head aimed at Nanxun's head.
Nan Yan put his left hand in the jacket pocket, his lips clenched, and a fine sweat leaked from his forehead.
Bald came over and asked her in English, "Did you see a Chinese man with a gunshot wound in his hand and leg?"
Nanzhao's face was pale, and he was frightened and anxious. "No, no."
"No?" The bald head was murderous, and he asked fiercely, "Where's the blood on the ground?" Then, he pulled the trigger with his fingers. It seemed that as long as Nanxun didn't tell the truth, he would burst her head at any time.
Nanxun stretched out his hand in the bag. "Playing with the knife ... accidentally cut into the hand ... afraid of mother hitting."
When bald head saw Nanzhao's palm cut through a mouth, blood rushed out, he looked at her expression again, with a mentally handicapped look, he frowned, "Fool?"
"No no no, I'm not a fool, my mother said I'm the smartest."
The bald head held the gun against her forehead again, and she reached out her injured hand to hold the barrel. "Hee hee, is this a toy gun? I also have it in my house."
Seeing this, bald, to dispel doubts. Turned around and searched the other side.
Nanxun breathed a long breath.
About ten minutes later, the man with the gun found no one left the supermarket.
Nanxun's sweaty paralysis sat on the ground.
Xiao Zheng pushed open the door of the cabinet and came out from the inside. He sat next to Nan Zhao, "You are really witty."
Nanxuan looked at him with a disgusted look, "You stay away from me. I have repaid your kindness, and your business has nothing to do with me in the future." She got up and left, but Xiao Xuan pulled her by the arms, " Take me to a safe place. "
"what?"
"I took you out of the desert island without throwing you in the middle of the sea."
Nanxun, "..."
Nanxun was worried that the bald head didn't go far. After another half an hour, she helped Xiaoxun to leave.
She was riding a bicycle and Xiao Yan was sitting in the back.
Carrying a man who was tall and big, his palm was cut again, and Nanzhao seemed to have 10,000 grass-mud horses in his heart.
"Xiao Yan, if you can still live this time, you will be far away from Yanran."
The man behind was about to return to her, and suddenly found something wrong, and the man with his bald head drove after him.
"Hurry."
Nanxun heard the sound of gunfire behind him.
She was frightened and her bicycle fell down.
She and Xiao Yan fell to the ground.
"Get up and run." Xiao Yan couldn't care about the wound on his arm, pulled Nan Yao up and ran with her.
The two ran to the alley, but Xiao Yan's speed slowed down noticeably.
Nanzhao asked panting, "What's wrong?"
"Can't run away."
As soon as Xiao Yan's words came to an end, there were multiple gunmen on each side of the alley.
The head is still the bald head of that fierce god.
"Xiao Yun, who the did you offend? I am really miserable by you."
Xiao Yan guarded Nanzhao behind him, and looked at the bald head with a frown, "She is innocent, let her go."
"Innocent?" He bald and looked up and smiled. "She lied to Lao Tzu to cover you. She, like you, should be damned!"
"What the have you done? He must kill you?" Nanxun whispered.
"When I was mixing on the road, he killed his boss, snatched his boss woman, and put him in jail for ten years."
A corner of Nan's mouth.
No wonder people want him to die, he is really fierce.
With a bald order, several guns were aimed at Xiao Yan and Nan Yan.
Nanxun thought that if they fired, she and Xiao Xuan would be sieved.
Xiao Yan's expression was somber and extreme, "She is a woman of Ms. Han."
The bald head heard the words Moushan, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.
But soon, he chuckled a cold-blooded smile, "Xiao Yan, Mu Sihan has been engaged in Ningcheng, you take him out as a shield?"
Nanxun didn't expect that Bald still knew Mu Sihan, and, listening to the tone of Bald, Mu Sihan seemed to have a great influence in his heart—
Was Mushihan always black?
Seeing bald heads unconvinced, Xiao Chen said to Nan Yan with a deep voice, "Find a way to prove that you are a woman of Mu Sihan."
Nanxun's delicate eyebrows were wrinkled.
Prove that she's a woman of Musehan?
How can this be proven?
Nanzhao quickly touched her neck, and after Mu Sihan put the bullet necklace back on her neck, she took it off the night of his engagement.
"He sent me a bullet that almost broke into his heart."
A bald head laughed, pointing a gun at Nanxun's forehead. "How about I give you a bullet now?"
"Boss, this girl looks very punctual. Should you let your brother play first and then kill?" There were several men with guns drooling at Nanxun.
"I can call Mu Sihan now!" Nanxun said heartily.
"Call Lord Lord Yan!" The bald apparently didn't want to talk to them anymore. He pulled the trigger and fired.
Just then, Morin's somber voice came.
"Who dares to shoot?"
I saw alleys, and more than ten black bullet-proof cars drove fast. In the car headed by, there was a man in a black coat.
Ying Ting's sword eyebrows, deep black eyes, tall nose bridge, thin lips ... The cold, sharp and handsome outline of Gongbi sculpture is not Moushan, who is it?
Nanxun blinked, thinking for a moment that he had hallucinations.
How did he appear here?
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