Emperor Shao, Your Wife’s Vest Shocked the World

    Di Jiaze quickly stood up from the chair.

    "What happened!?"

    The bodyguard on the other end, for some reason, the phone was cut off.

    Di Jiaze is not good.

    Gunshots!

    He heard gunshots clearly just now!

    What happened over there! ?

    He made a call immediately.

    No one connected.

    The joy on Di Jiaze's face quickly disappeared, he picked up his coat and hurried out.

    Who dares to spoil his business today.

    Whoever wants to die.

    He has rarely shown such a strong killing intent!

    A bullet penetrated Song Ci's chest in a straight line.

    At that moment, the blood flower that burst from his chest became one of the most magnificent snowflakes in the dark night, dotted on the white snow.

    The whole person was stunned by this scene. Before he could let out a scream, the bullet penetrated between his eyebrows the next moment.

    He has fallen to the ground silently, and at the last glance, there is only shock in his eyes.

    He didn't expect it.

    They have already returned to China, and they are about to leave by plane. Who will kill them at this time.

    Is it Dijiaze?

    The man who hated President Song?

    The second shot was fired, and someone fell to the ground!

    The expressions of the next bodyguards changed greatly. The task given to them by the Emperor Young Master sent Mr. Song away safely, instead of letting Mr. Song die here!

    Now, Mr. Song is shot!

    The special help is dead!

    This, this scene!

    What a shock!

    In the howling wind, because of the two shots, they didn't even have time to hear the direction of the gunshots, and the person who shot them ran away as fast as possible.

    The purpose of that person here is not this group of bodyguards.

    In the corner of the airport, a man in a black windbreaker and a black hat seemed to sigh, "It's a pity that it's a pity..."

    "Love is a word that does harm to others in the end. How many people are defeated by this."

    "Fortunately, I never believed in this stuff."

    .

    Central Hospital.

    The operating room with red lights.

    Di Jiaze walked with an absolutely fierce killing intent.

    Two rows of bodyguards stood at the door of the operating room.

    Di Jiaze walked in front of them, and they even stopped breathing for a second, completely feeling the anger and murderousness.

     "Explain to me clearly what happened at the airport tonight, what is going on!"

    Di Jiaze already has the heart to kill.

    He arranged so many people to send Song Ci away, just to simply show that he only wanted Song Ci to leave, and there was absolutely no possibility of hurting him.

    Clinker!

    An hour and a half ago, that happened!

    Song Ci's special assistant died on the spot.

    Song Ci was shot in the middle of the chest and sent to the emergency room.

    "I don't know." One of the bodyguards shook his head again and again: "Obviously seeing that Mr. Song has already boarded the plane, a gunshot suddenly hit him, and when we reacted, Mr. Song's The special assistant was also shot, and the airport is so big that we didn't have time to identify the direction."

    "Trash, it's all trash!" Di Jiaze was furious and directly kicked the person in front of him.

    The man was kicked and his face turned red, and he was in extreme pain.

    It can be seen that the Emperor is really angry!

    The Emperor hasn't lost his temper like this for a long time!

    "Young Master, we are not good at doing things, because we are not good at doing things." The bodyguard said repeatedly, clutching his chest.

    Di Jiaze wanted to give him a kick again, but think about it and forget it.

    He asked in a tight voice, "How is Song Ci?"

    "He was shot in the chest, and when he was sent to the hospital, he still had a breath."

    "A bullet in the chest?" Di Jiaze laughed angrily, and soon he understood, "The other party's goal is not to let Song Ci return home alive."

    "Check, I must find out who did it! Check all those people in country A who have a relationship with Song Ci on weekdays!"

    Dare to do it on his turf.

    That person is dying.

    Count him!

    "Song Ci can't die, absolutely can't die."

    Firstly, he has business dealings with him, and secondly, Song Ci has an extraordinary background. His accident in China will inevitably affect their business.

    And, what will Xia Qinghan think of him!

    He cares about it the most!

    Xia Qinghan knew that he didn't like Song Ci, and knew that he was going to send him away tonight.

    In the end, something happened to Song Ci tonight.

    Xia Qinghan would not doubt what he did!

    Di Jiaze is simple.

    Some regrets.

    If I had known, I wouldn't be so obvious.

     "Now immediately call up all the surveillance cameras near the airport to me, and find the person who fired the black gun! No matter what means are used, this person must be found!"

     Di Jiaze was ruthless.

    "If you can't find it, don't live!"

    "Yes, the Emperor!"

    No one of the dozen or so bodyguards is not afraid.

    This is the real Emperor.

    Recently, I have seen him get along with Shao Xia and become more and more easy to get along with. Jiangshan is easy to change, and his nature is hard to change. His essence is still violent and cruel.

    Di Jiaze's eyes were cold as he stared at the operating room in front of him.

    Song Ci, this man has an accident.

    When there is nothing wrong, it is at the airport!

    Damn!

    The other party wanted to harm Song Ci and acted in his name. He saw that the man was impatient.

    "Wait!"

     Immediately, Di Jiaze said.

    A bodyguard stopped, turned his head respectfully and asked, "Young Master?"

    "Check where Yuchiye was last night." Although Yuchiye had no motive for murder, who would want that man to be so mad? .

    The other end.

    It is night.

    Xia Qinghan is staying at home tonight.

    She tossed and turned on the bed, unable to sleep.

    She knew that tonight was the day Song Ci left.

    There are two voices in her heart that have been arguing over and over again until the night comes.

    A voice told her that she should go to the airport, even if she hides in the dark to take a peek and watch him leave, that is the real goodbye.

    Another voice told her that she could not go. If she appeared, once Song Ci found out, her current life would be ruined.

    I didn't say, the past has passed, why remember the past.

    Eventually, she convinced herself not to go.

     Lying in bed early and forcing myself to fall asleep, only when I fall asleep, there will be no more urge to go.

     Helpless.

    She couldn't sleep.

    The wind was so strong tonight that the leaves outside were rustling.

    The weather forecast also said that there will be a heavy snowfall in the next few days, and the temperature will drop again.

    Xia Qinghan wrapped the quilt tightly, the heating in the room was full, she was not cold at all, but suddenly she felt cold all over.

    Because her body was so cold, she couldn't sleep.

    Finally turned over, went downstairs, poured a glass of milk, and barely fell asleep.

    Next day.

    She woke up after six o'clock.

    She stretched, put the breakfast made by the servant into the food box, picked it up and went to the hospital.

    As usual.