Fierce Ex-wife: President, Please Be Careful

Lu Xiangtian's face became more and more ugly, and the hand holding the pistol clenched subconsciously, and finally replied to Lu Sizheng coldly: "If I commit suicide, who knows if you will hurt her?"

Lu Sizheng smiled: "Lv Xiangtian, don't make a mistake, now the initiative is in my hands. If you commit suicide, she may still have a chance. If you don't commit suicide..."

Lu Sizheng's pistol moved up slightly, reaching the back of Zhao Youlin's head, which was self-evident. ---End of this Danmei, Hong Kong and Taiwan romance www.hjw.tw)))

Upon seeing this, Lu Xiangtian finally seemed to have made up some kind of determination, and pointed his gun to his head.

Zhao Yulin looked at this scene, her eyes shrinking slightly.

And Mu Tingfeng, who was at a disadvantage because of his injuries, did not know when he had climbed to the other side, reaching for the pistol closest to him.

Just when Lu Sizheng thought that his plan was finally completed and was about to pull the trigger and let Zhao Yulin and Lu Xiangtian go on the road together, he suddenly heard Zhao Youlin groan: "Have you heard a word? Generally speaking, a bad guy will be killed." , One very important reason is definitely because they talk too much."

"What?" Lu Sizheng had a moment of awakening, and just because of his hesitation, the final result of the confrontation between several people was doomed.

The bang of the gun was not the one in Lu Xiangtian and Lu Sizheng's hands, nor the one that Mu Tingfeng finally touched, but... the one in Zhao Youlin's hands!

Lu Sizheng only felt a pain in his chest. He looked down in a daze, and saw that the position of his left chest was constantly pouring out of blood, and the position in front of his chest was a dark black pistol.

"You... how could you?" Lu Sizheng staggered back a few steps and fell directly to the ground.

He couldn't figure it out. Zhao Yulin and Mu Tingfeng hadn't carried a gun before they came over. Even if there were two people with twenty bullets, they should have all shot out. Why would Zhao Yulin still have a gun in her hand? Where did this gun come from? !

As if seeing what Lu Sizheng was thinking, Zhao Youlin took the gun back in her hand and sighed: "Remember the gun I took from you when I went to the temple last time?"

After that time, Zhao Yulin never found a chance to return the gun to Lu Sizheng. Later, she didn’t know what kind of psychology she was accustomed to carrying this gun on her body, and finally put it in this form. The gun was returned to Lu Sizheng.

Lu Sizheng's face was full of unwillingness, but after all he could not escape his fate, he twitched a few times on the ground, and completely closed his eyes.

Zhao Youlin breathed a sigh of relief, her legs softened, and she sat down directly on the ground. Mu Tingfeng and Lu Xiangtianju were taken aback, and they rushed in the direction of Zhao Youlin.

Zhao Yulin thought that everything was over when Lu Sizheng died, but she didn't expect that the changes would only happen at the moment of relaxation.

There was another bang. It was a shot from the direction on their right. The two people standing in that direction were Lu Shu and Li Yan. The shot was... Lu Shu!

"Yorim, be careful." Two exclamations sounded at the same time, but Zhao Yeorin looked at the tall man standing in front of her dazedly.

"Ah..." After realizing what had happened, Zhao Yulin screamed, raised her hand and fired a shot in the direction of Lu Shu.

From a distance, Zhao Yulin and the others only heard the snoring of being shot, and then a large fire-burning pillar fell between Zhao Yulin and Lu Shu, blocking the sight of both parties.

"You...you..." Zhao Yulin looked at the man lying in front of her helplessly. She never thought that this person would stand in front of her desperately in the end.

No, he had already given up his life for her before that.

Lu Shu’s shot hit Lu Xiangtian’s lungs. After only a while, Lu Xiangtian already felt a little trouble breathing, but he knew that he was bound to die, he still felt very happy, at least he protected his daughter. Protected her for the first time when Yoo Lin grew up like this.

"It's okay if you are fine." Lu Xiangtian's voice was a little hoarse, intermittently as if it would come to an abrupt end at any time.

When Zhao Yulin listened to his words, there were mixed feelings in her heart, and there was a kind of unspeakable feeling: "Whoever wants you to save, I have been a person since I was a child, without a father or a mother, everything is a person, and you are not needed.

"Then you... why are you crying?"

Zhao Yulin was stunned and stretched out her hand to wipe her face, only to realize that she did not know when she had already burst into tears.

"It's... it's not crying, it's smoked, smoked."

"Okay... it's smoky." Lu Xiangtian looked helplessly at the girl with a hard duck mouth, his eyes were full of spoiling tolerance, and after helplessness he was full of apologies, "I'm sorry."

When Zhao Yulin heard Lu Xiangtian's words, her whole body trembled, and she only felt that the stone that had been pressing on her heart had fallen completely.

It turned out that all she wanted was an apology from Lu Xiangtian, for she was accidentally discarded back then, and even more so because of him back then that caused her and her mother to be left out.

"I know you don't care about my apology, but can you call me Dad at the end..."

Zhao Yulin was stunned again when she heard the words, her lips trembled, but she couldn't call out this dad.

Lu Xiangtian waited for a long time and did not wait for Zhao Yulin to speak, her bright eyes dimmed instantly: "Forget it, I know this is too difficult for you."

"I..." Zhao Yulin was about to speak, and the mountain was shaking again. Mu Tingfeng, who had been watching from the side, changed his face. He reached out and took Zhao Yulin into his arms. They all knew that Lu Sizheng was buried in this warehouse. Those bombs have been detonated one after another, and it will not take long for this place to become a sea of ​​flames, and they...

The expression on Lu Xiangtian's face also became serious in an instant, looking at Mu Tingfeng, who was hugging Zhao Youlin tightly, with a little cherished and important feeling between his eyebrows.

"Take her away and take good care of her."

Mu Tingfeng was stunned for a moment, and understood that this was the last little wish of this man as a father.

"Well, I will." Mu Tingfeng replied solemnly and earnestly, holding Zhao Youlin and preparing to go out.

Zhao Yulin realized what kind of consensus the two had reached, and struggled to return to Lu Xiangtian's side: "What do you want to do? Mu Tingfeng, you let me go, let me go."

"Yorim, stop making trouble, we must leave here immediately."

"If you want to leave, leave together, take him away."

"That's impossible, don't be willful!"