After the crush boss was discovered

Chapter 31

At the same time, more than a dozen guns were pointed at the man at the same time. Chang Lingqing stood in the middle of the crowd calmly, with one hand in his pocket, his eyes were cold, and he bent his lips and said: "You want to compare with me whose bullet is faster?" soon?"

The man was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly burst into laughter, like crazy, Chang Lingqing frowned slightly, and took a step back in disgust.

The laughter stopped, and the man stared at Chang Lingqing full of hatred, and said: "The man Chang Er Shao likes tastes really good. Although I don't like men, the taste is really strong."

Chang Lingqing's eyes were half-closed, his eyes turned cold, and he paused each word: "Do you know who the person you moved is? Even if I let you go, the Han family will not let you go."

"Who said I touched that young master," the man raised his lips, "I'm talking about the man with the scar at the corner of his eyebrow."?

Hero saves beauty

There was a muffled bang, and before the man could react, Chang Lingqing twisted his arms and pressed him to the ground, his polished leather shoes ruthlessly stepped on his face, and the cold muzzle of the gun firmly pressed against his temple .

"Which hand?" The muzzle of the gun pressed hard, as if to pierce the man's temple, Chang Lingqing's face was expressionless, and his dark eyes were calm and calm, "Where did you meet him!"

The man was frightened by the situation, trembling all over, and wanted to speak hard, who knew that Chang Lingqing would really kill him when he heard the sound of pulling the trigger.

"I, I didn't touch it, I just... ouch!" A scream sounded, and the man's arm was snapped off abruptly, hanging limply on the ground.

"Where are they now?" Chang Lingqing stepped on the man's severed arm, and stuffed the gun barrel into the man's mouth.

The man's face was pale from the pain, Chang Lingqing's crazy eyes made him feel terrified, and he said vaguely: "Yes, in the factory behind..."

"Blind man, take them down, and the others follow me." Chang Lingqing let go of his hand, threw the man away like trash, and strode back.

"Yes!" The bald man led others to follow, and after walking a while, he saw the factory in front of him, and rushed over immediately.

As soon as he arrived at the door, he saw Han Yi lying unconscious on the grass. The bald man quickly helped Han Yi up and shouted, "Second Young Master! Young Master Han is here!"

Han Yi recovered a little consciousness at this moment, barely opened his eyes, and pointed in the direction of the factory, but no sound came out of his throat.

The bald man asked anxiously, "Master Han, what do you mean? Where is the fourth son?"

Before he finished speaking, Chang Lingqing walked past them with a gloomy face and stopped outside the factory.

He raised his leg and kicked the door hard twice, but the door remained motionless, and then he slammed it with his body, the bang bang sound was deafening.

"Damn it! Come here and break this broken door open!" Chang Lingqing lost his former elegance and composure, his eyes were red, and sparks seemed to pop out.

This is the first time everyone has seen such an angry Chang Lingqing. No matter what happens, Chang Ershao is always calm and unhurried, planning strategies, and forgets to act in a daze.

The bald man was the first to come back to his senses, and quickly shouted: "Open the door! Why are you still standing there? Go and knock the door open!"

Only then did the subordinates take action. At this moment, there was a small sound from the door, and then there was a creak, and the iron door opened from the inside, and the panic-stricken Jian Xun appeared in front of everyone.

The man's clothes were torn and hung on his body, his face and body were covered with blood, Chang Lingqing froze, his chest seemed to be tightly grasped by something, even breathing became difficult.

He looked at Jian Xun, with a cold light in his dark eyes, like a dormant beast in the dark night, staring at the man without blinking.

"Second Young Master, you're here." Hearing Chang Lingqing's voice in a trance, Jian Zun opened the door, and he forced the corners of his mouth to show a handsome smile, "It's too slow."

Chang Lingqing had a gloomy face and dark eyes, he slowly stretched out his hand, parted his thin lips, and said two words: "Come here."

Jian Zong paused for a moment, then walked forward slowly with heavy steps, one step, two steps, it was almost there.

In the blurred vision, Chang Lingqing's palm was close at hand, he raised his hand with difficulty, and when his fingertips touched Chang Lingqing's fingertips, Jian Zong couldn't hold on any longer, his nerves tensed up to the present moment all of a sudden Fractured, consciousness was dragged into a huge dark abyss.

The man in front of him suddenly fell down limply, Chang Lingqing's pupils shrank slightly, and he stretched his hands forward, grasping Jian Xun's wrist tightly, catching the man's limp body, and hugging him in his arms.

As soon as the palm of the hand was attached to the man's body, it was soaked in warm liquid. He lowered his head, the white shirt was stained with the man's blood, and his chest looked like a gorgeous flower.

The man in his arms was so thin, his palms could even touch the man's ribs, Chang Lingqing's face was ugly, his eyes were lowered, and his whole body exuded a chill that strangers should not get close to.

He stretched out his arms to pick up the man, turned around slowly, and opened his lips and said: "Baldy, you send them to the hospital first, and I will take care of some things."

"Yes, Second Young Master." The bald man swallowed his saliva and signaled the people next to him to take Young Master Han to the car, while he stood up and went to pick up Jian Xun.

The bald man was about to hug Jian Zong, but after trying twice, there was no response. Chang Lingqing held onto it firmly, and the veins on the back of his slender hands were bulging. One can imagine how much strength he used.

"Second Young Master?" The bald man couldn't figure out what Chang Lingqing was thinking, so he spoke cautiously.

Chang Lingqing's eyes flickered slightly, he let go of his hand, and the bald man quickly hugged Jian Xun and asked: "Second Young Master, is there anything you want to explain?"

Chang Lingqing didn't speak, but stared deeply at Jian Xun, stretched out his hand to caress the man's blood-stained hair, put it behind his ear, brushed his fingertips across the man's red eye, and said in a deep voice: "Fourth son give it to you."