Chapter 276 Shang Shaoyan, You Kill People

Chapter 276 Shang Shaoyan, You Kill People

The hidden thoughts were revealed, and Yun Li's handsome face became unusually stiff.

He pressed his hands on the edge of the table and tightened slightly, his eyes were full of complexity, and it took a long time before he gritted his teeth and asked sonorously: "So what?!"

We've known each other for eight years, and we've been with her for five years.

But because of the three-year gap, the returnees are different.

It was difficult for Yun Li to accept such a mistake.

Shang Yu looked at his increasingly ferocious expression, bent his thin lips indifferently, and raised his teacup to gently signal, "Unfortunately, she can only be mine."

A simple statement made Yun Li's chest burst with blood.

Shang Shaoyan, he said the most arrogant words with the calmest attitude.

Yun Li's pale thin lips were pursed and turned white, and he couldn't help but want to draw his gun, and he did stretch out his hand.

But just as he touched the lower back, he remembered in despair that the Colt had already been given to Li Qiao.

Yun Li withdrew his hand, and pressed his palm firmly on the teacup, ignoring the billowing heat fumigated his flesh, he squeezed hard, and paused word by word, "But if you die, she won't."

He really wanted to kill.

Shang Shaoyan blew up his headquarters and injured his younger brother. He didn't even think about killing him.

But when he heard that Li Qiao had become his girl, Yun Li wanted him to die.

As long as he is dead, Li Qiao will no longer be his girl.

At this moment, Yun Li was full of evil spirits, the teacup was cracked under his rough palm, and the hot tea flowed out along the crack.

He thought that even without a gun, even with bare hands, he would not necessarily lose.

Then, a golden Desert Eagle was suddenly dropped on the table.

With a clang, Yun Li's spirit was shocked.

He lowered his head to look at the gun, and he was condensed again, madness appeared in his eyes.

At this time, Shang Yu put one arm on the corner of the table, raised his chin towards the Desert Eagle, looked at Yun Li with piercing and deep eyes, and said, "You can try."

try what?

Oh, try killing Shang Shaoyan, will Li Qiao belong to him?

Yun Li's grip on the teacup loosened, and he stared straight at the gun, which was close at hand, as long as he picked it up and aimed it at Shang Shaoyan's forehead, then... everything would be over.

Thinking of this, Yun Li did the same.

He hooked the Desert Eagle in his hand, and lifted it up inch by inch, aiming at Shang Yu's brow.

Yun Li's index finger was holding the trigger, his eyes fixed on the man opposite him, he wanted to use force a few times, but he hesitated and didn't do it.

"Shang Shaoyan, are you really not afraid of death?" His voice was like a taut string, hoarse to the extreme.

Shang Yu lowered his eyes and raised his thin lips lightly, still maintaining an elegant and lazy sitting posture.

He responded silently, but better than all words.

At the same time, the door of the box opened.

Li Qiao pushed the door slowly and walked over. When she looked up, her whole face turned cold instantly.

All of her subsequent reactions probably came from her subconscious mind.

Under the influence of her subconscious mind, she stepped forward, and with Yun Li's astonished expression, she quickly grabbed the gun, pointed the muzzle of the gun at the wall with her backhand, and repeatedly fired the clips with no expression on her face.

A total of nine bullets were fired in a few seconds, and the beautifully decorated wall was riddled with holes.

After the gunshots, everything returned to calm.

Li Qiao pointed the muzzle of the gun against the table, staring directly at Yun Li, "Move him first and me first."

The moment she finished speaking, she took out the Colt and slowly placed it on the table.

Yun Li's eyes trembled——

The Desert Eagle belongs to Shang Yu, and Colt belongs to him.

She held the Desert Eagle to protect Shang Yu, but handed back the gun he gave him.

Thousands of words, can't explain clearly.

Yun Li only knew that he was defeated without a fight.

His throat was dry and dry, with a faint bitter taste like rust.

In the depths of the corner of the eye, there is Shang Yu's calm and elegant expression, which is as immobile as a mountain, and his lips are drawn indifferently.

Shang Shaoyan, good means, kill people first.

In this way, he was dealt a fatal blow.

Yun Li looked down at Colt on the table and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

He also wanted to sort out his mood, sit down again, and pretend nothing had happened.

But it is too difficult.

The moment Li Qiao was desperate for Shang Yu, he knew that he had lost everything.

Yun Li is not an impulsive boy, even if his heart is in a state of turmoil, he can still maintain a relatively calm face.

He gritted his teeth, pushed Colt in front of Li Qiao pretending to be disgusted, stared at her, and smiled hoarsely, "Are you fucking mad at me again?"

The waves in Li Qiao's eyes gradually receded, she looked at Yun Li and breathed a sigh of relief, "If you don't want me to make you mad, don't go crazy."

Just when she entered the door, she saw Yun Li holding the Desert Eagle aimed at Shang Yu's brow.

The anger and tension aroused in her subconscious made her take a series of actions without thinking.

But Li Qiao still has affection for Yun Li.

If it were someone else, the nine bullets would not have penetrated the wall.

"Let's order." At this time, Shang Yu, who had been silent for a long time, spoke in a deep voice, which also brought back the reason of the two of them.

The moment Yun Li took his seat, he felt that his legs were already stiff and numb.

Li Qiao took Colt back and handed the Desert Eagle to Shang Yu. The moment their fingertips touched, she couldn't help but give the man a look.

It's okay to show your gun what to do!

I thought that the two of them would fight at most, but unexpectedly they fired a gun.

If she comes back a few minutes late, can you imagine the consequences?

...

Ten minutes later, the waiter brought the dishes one after another.

Yun Li kept his head down looking at the phone, until the vibration broke the tranquility of the box, he grabbed the coat on the armrest, got up and walked out, "I'll answer the phone."

Li Qiao watched him take the coat away, before she could ask, Yun Li's figure had disappeared outside the door.

He left with an excuse, he didn't want to see the tacit understanding between them, and he didn't want Li Qiao to find out what was on his mind.

A little bit decent, you have to keep it to yourself.

Yun Li came to the parking lot, got into the car, and covered the roof again.

In the quiet carriage, he stared blankly at the row of luxury cars opposite, and after a long time, he eagerly searched for something in the storage box.

no smoke.

This is a brand new car, no smoke.

The bitter taste in his mouth was overflowing, and he urgently needed a cigarette to relieve some emotions.

Not long after, the lake-blue Ferrari sped out and merged into the traffic in a blink of an eye.

Rounding the street corner, Yun Li went to the convenience store to buy cigarettes and alcohol, parked the car on the side road, got into the car and started smoking and drinking heavily.

The most choking smoke and the strongest wine can't suppress the bitterness in the throat.

After not smoking for a long time, the thick smoke choked into his lungs, making his eyes red.

At this time, the mobile phone on the dashboard buzzed.

Yun Li drank another half can of beer, squeezed the can hard, picked up the phone, and his voice returned to low and cold, "Say."

The call was from Yunling.

He didn't hear anything wrong with Yun Li, and said excitedly: "Brother, you can do it, and you actually made preparations in advance."