Chapter 344: The wealthy wife's Shura Field (63)

A gunshot sounded.
The muzzle with green smoke.
Everything happened so fast that no one expected the development of the matter. The bullet went straight towards Fu Yue.
Qi Jin's beautiful eyes shrank, and his slender, straight legs stepped forward. He almost rushed to stand in front of Fu Yue. But because the distance is too far, the speed of the bullet is too fast.
Too late.
He was stunned for a second, and then the ultimate astonishment slowly poured out of his eyes, and then he was completely uncontrollable, endless panic and shock.
No, no...
Fingertips are so cold that they lose consciousness, dripping blood.
This moment seems to be very long, because of extreme fear, I can't even hear any sound, and the wind has stopped for a long time.
It's close.
A light-colored figure stood in front of Fu Yue, and he raised his hand to gently close the woman's shoulder, and greeted the bullet with his back.
It is Sheng Jinghua.
He was so cherished that he didn't even know why he had to block such a shot at Fu Yue.
Blooming blood, men's cyan gown dyed red. The pale face became even paler.
The bullet hit the heart.
Fu Yue looked at him incredulously, her red lips almost trembling, and seeing Sheng Jinghua's body slowly falling down, she opened her lips and asked, "Why?"
Why save me.
The person who wanted to kill her a second ago turned around and saved her with his life.
This complicated Fu Yue's mood.
"What's the reason, I don't want you to die."
He lifted his feet and fell to the ground. He raised his eyes and looked at Fu Yue. His beautiful peach eyes were bent, his light-colored thin lips opened, and his tone was soft and judicious: "There are no bullets in the gun, I never thought Hurt you... so don't hate me, okay?"
He is explaining.
Because I don't want to be misunderstood.
Sorry, I chose the most extreme way to say I love you.
The man's beautiful peach blossom eyes gradually dissipated. He looked at Fu Yue's face with a gentle and intoxicating smile on the corners of his lips, as if he wanted to engrave this face in his mind and never forget it.
Remember how you look, next life, I want to meet you first...
Seeing that the person she had hit was Sheng Jinghua, Su Yanran collapsed. The gun in her hand fell to the ground and staggered forward, trying to reach out and hug the man who fell on the ground, but she didn't dare.
Su Yanran was hysterical: "Why, why did you save her, Su Chiyue, is it worth it for you to do this?"
"Sheng Jinghua, do you know that even if you die, Su Chiyue's woman will not shed a tear for you."
Sheng Jinghua ignored her, and her pale handsome face gradually lost her blood.
Qi Jin quickly walked to the side of Fu Yue, raised the uninjured hand, used a dagger, picked up the rope and handcuffs that tied her, hugged her, and comforted her in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, it's all right... …"
Fu Yue's eyes were a little dazed, she cleverly leaned in the arms of the young officer, her thoughts confused.
She raised her beautiful phoenix eyes, looked at Sheng Jinghua with complicated eyes, and slowly said: "You saved me, I should thank you."
However, you don't have to save me at all, because I have never liked you... You did this, just touching yourself.
Fu Yue has always been sensible to the people who he doesn't care about.
Yes, Sheng Jinghua did save her, but he brought her all the dangers.
Maybe this person really likes her.
But what about it? You know, the affection of people who don't like is a burden.