Newlyweds 1001 Nights: Mr. Bo’s Love Life

"Bo Hancheng ... you come back to me ... come back ..."

Luo Zheng was sweating coldly, staggering to get up, and would step forward to stop.

Upon seeing this, the old Zhao on the side, reached out and pushed hard: "Little bitch, you don't spoil our big things!"

"Uh-"

Heavy, the young girl fell like a broken kite on the ground.

"Who do you call a little bitch?"

Bo Hancheng's expression dropped, and his tone was cold.

Old Zhao Biqing's face was swollen, and it was all given by Bai Luozheng. Naturally, you are welcome: "Yo, this is to protect yourself from your little lover? I will call her a little bitch, what can you do? She is a little bitch, a small watch. , A prostitute ... "

With the word scolded out, without knowing it, the man's body condensed.

Suddenly, Bo Hancheng stepped forward, hooping Lao Zhao's arm with one hand, and then twisted back and forth.

With a click, Lao Zhao's arm was twisted and his face pale with pain.

"Insult her? Where do you deserve!"

Bo Hancheng said coldly, as if looking at ants, with a thick disdain.

Obviously, he was bleeding on his hands and legs, but his skills were sharp, as if he could be killed in minutes!

Tang Wenjian looked shocked and unconsciously pulled the trigger at the man.

"boom--"

Accompanied by gunshots, Bo Hancheng avoids such a shot!

"Mr. Bo, what a skill!"

Tang Wenjian seemed to compliment, but he couldn't help but feel heavy, and then said with other intentions: "It's just Mr. Bo, who has this kind of reach, I'm not so relieved!"

It is true that Bo Hancheng was trained as a heir to the president from an early age, and he has learned everything from martial arts, not to mention training in the military and earning a large rank.

If it is not uncertain, the number of Tang Wenjian and others, as well as to ensure the safety of Luo Zheng ... According to the normal situation, it is not a matter of fighting alone, please knock these people down at any time!

"So, either, you get me a shot, or ... your little lover, she gets me a shot!"

Tang Wenjian blew his muzzle and dropped such a multiple choice question.

"Something, just for me."

Bo Hancheng's brows were light, even though he was facing the muzzle, there was still no fear.

"Refreshing! I like to deal with people like Mr. Bo ..."

With such a loud smile, Tang Wenjian gestured to Old Zhao.

"Old Zhao, you come! Remember, don't hit the vital parts, Mr. Bo is an important hostage, but can't be in danger of life--"

Listening to this command, Lao Zhao was very satisfied, and walked forward gloomy.

Pull out the gun, aim at the thin cold city ahead, and pull the trigger heavily.

"boom--"

Accompanied by gunshots, Bo Hancheng stood still, allowing a shot in the shoulder!

Luo Zheng propped his eyelids and stared at the scene in front of him, his heart slightly pricked.

why? Why do you do this!

As far as he is concerned, he can't even count his bed partner. Why should he be so dangerous, humiliated, and patient for himself!

He is clearly not an adulterant bodyguard, but he is saying something at the moment, a little like it, forcing her to have an illusion again.

"Offended, Mr. Bo!"

Lao Zhao finished the shot and said falsely.

Bo Hancheng didn't frown, pressed his pain, and impatiently asked, "Can I go now?"

"Okay, of course!"

Tang Wenjian said with a smile, as if not facing a hostage, but facing a friend!

Then, a group of people stepped forward, took Bo Hancheng as a hostage, and walked out slowly.

Before leaving, Bo Hancheng turned back and glanced at the **** the ground. She kept looking at herself, her thin lips fading slightly: "Sister Azhen, will wait for me to come back, will she?"