PFC Chapter 264 His beloved is the low-level omega that everyone fears? (76)
Chapter 264 His beloved is the low-level omega that everyone fears? (76)
Xiang Ming obviously saw it as well. He fiercely pulled Song Zhian towards him and held him in front of him as his shield.
The powerful force that erupted at the critical moment of life and death left Song Zhian completely unable to fight back, and the two powerful pheromones in the air collided violently.
Xiang Ming used his free hand to pinch Song Zhian's throat.
"Don't release pheromones randomly, or I'll break your neck first."
Song Zhian's face flushed red, and he had difficulty breathing. He said with difficulty: "Do you dare? You are not, and you still want to use me to attract your uncle. If you die, it will be useless."
"Shut up!" Xiang Ming roared.
Bai Shisi stood outside and looked towards the car window.
Song Zhian desperately pried Xiang Ming's hands apart with both hands. After getting a chance to catch his breath, he suddenly shouted outside, "Uncle!"
Xiang Ming was indeed excited, squinting his eyes to look outside for Qi Luo's figure.
In a flash, Song Zhian pushed his gun away, slammed his head heavily into Ming's face, turned around and held down his hand holding the gun.
Without even a pause, he raised his foot and kicked him in the lower body!
"Damn it, you dare to cheat!" Xiang Ming reacted quickly. After being hit on the head, he quickly turned sideways to avoid Song Zhian's kick that would cut off his offspring, and then punched Song Zhian on the head.
Song Zhian's pheromone power was still weaker than Xiang Ming's. He was already feeling dizzy, and after being hit, his head began to shake.
Xiang Ming was so evil that he was willing to take a few people with him before he died.
He grabbed Song Zhian's hair tightly, pulled out his hand holding the gun, put it against Song Zhian's head and pulled the trigger without hesitation.
At that moment, in Song Zhian's blurred consciousness, time seemed to be stretched, and the car door was violently opened in an instant.
A pair of hands reached out and pulled him out of the car like lightning.
The sound of a pistol exploding was heard, and Xiang Ming's scream was so sharp that it was piercing.
Song Zhian shuddered on the ground, raised his head and saw Xiang Ming's face covered in blood, his torn flesh looked hideous, and his right arm was gone.
Song Zhian instinctively used his hands and feet to step back.
Xing Chen turned around to look at the frightened child and sighed silently in his heart.
learn from mistakes.
Although he is the son of a high-ranking official, he has no sense of vigilance and can be easily tricked into getting into someone's car and used as a hostage. This is a very dangerous thing for him.
After this incident, I guess I will be more cautious in doing things next time.
Xing Chen turned around and looked at Xiang Ming who was struggling and wailing in the car.
Xiang Ming backed up and opened the other door with his remaining left hand. He fell to the ground, staggered to his feet, and tried to continue running forward.
The car, which just now wouldn't move no matter how hard you stepped on the accelerator, now automatically moved forward and cleared the way between the two people.
Xiang Ming ran a few steps, and suddenly his legs seemed to be grabbed by a pair of invisible hands. He roared and struggled desperately, but he couldn't get free no matter what.
Xing Chen walked towards him step by step and stopped in front of him.
"Please spare me. I am willing to resign. I will no longer work in the special forces and will not be your enemy. Please spare me, spare me."
Xing Chen leaned over, pulled out a gun from his body, and put it against his heart.
Xiang Ming was trembling all over. Xing Chen slowly turned his head and spoke softly in his ear: "It's too late, Director Xiang."
The moment Xiang Ming heard his voice, it was as if a flash of white lightning flashed across his pupils!
His whole body was so stiff that he even forgot to breathe. An intense feeling of suffocation spread over his body, and he began to make a "ho ho" breathing sound from his throat like a broken bellows, just like a wild animal.
Xiang Ming turned his stiff neck and stared at Xing Chen with his dead eyes.
Looking at this final stepping stone that would allow him to step into general affairs.
It seems that I can't believe it no matter what, the truth is like this.
Xing Chen laughed softly, "It's a pity that after we parted at the mountain villa last time, we met again and it turned out to be like this. Things in the world are really unpredictable."
Xiang Ming's eyes were filled with reluctance, and he gradually became silent.
"Director Xiang, you are too greedy. You want to be successful like your predecessor, but you haven't learned how to respect your opponents. You are still a little immature."
"Good going."
Xing Chen held the gun against his heart and fired bullets continuously.
There were screams all around, but no one dared to step forward to stop him.
Xing Chen stood up, glanced at Song Zhian from under his hood, turned around, jumped onto the wall, jumped to the back of the roof, and disappeared from everyone's sight.
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Within a short period of time after the assassination began, Qi Luo had the Qi family's old house sealed off, not allowing anyone to enter or leave at will.
Xiao Jun and Mr. Qi were both in the old house.
When the uncles of the Qi family heard the news, they all rushed to the door of the old house and angrily scolded Qi Luo for being disobedient and unfilial.
Xu Mo was crying at the door.
Qi Luo didn't even show his face, he just said that if anyone dared to break in, he would clean out the Qi family.
I vow to live up to this reputation of being unfilial.
Qi Luo has always been vicious in his actions, and no one in the Qi family dares to really go against him.
The uncles called Qi Luo, not daring to say a word of complaint, but just trying to persuade him earnestly.
Grandpa is old and can't stand the hardship any more. Father took the risk for your own good. Now that the omega is fine, let's forget about it.
When Qi Luo was in a good mood, he would pick up the phone and listen. When he heard words like this, he would reply quietly: "Okay, then I'll ask a few people to visit your uncle's house tomorrow night and put a gun to your head. As long as your uncle is okay in the end, he will definitely forgive me, right?"
"..."
After these two sentences, the other party was suddenly speechless.
After all, both sides knew that if he dared to agree, Qi Luo would dare to do it.
Never break your promise.
As for whether the gun would accidentally go off, these were not even within Qi Luo's consideration.
Finally, after a few days of symbolic commotion at the door of the old house, everyone dispersed.
The Qi family’s old house has been closed since then, like a special prison.
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After that battle, Xing Chen had no more reason not to move out with Qi Luo. After all, he no longer needed to hide anything from him.
The house that Qi Luo prepared for him had a total of thirty-six rooms.
Every time you open a room, there will be a different surprise for that night, and it can be done without repeating for a month. If there are new ideas, new ones can be added at any time.
When Xing Chen came to see it for the first time, he felt so overwhelmed that his legs started to weaken before he even did anything.
Qi Luo...is simply a beast!
Ever since he knew Xing Chen's secrets, the two of them had been partying every night. There was no such thing as a set time to end the party. The alarm clock on the bedside table had been thrown away by Qi Luo long ago.
Xing Chen finally understood why Qi Luo thought so much just because he was unwilling to move out.
With his attitude, it’s hard not to think too much.
At this moment, in the room that was decorated as a KTV box, bursts of sobbing could be heard from the half-open door.
Xing Chen was wearing a cool lambskin bunny costume and long white and pink ears on his head, and was kneeling on Qi Luo.
Qi Luo laughed softly, "Baby, why are you crying?"
Xing said in a low voice as quiet as a mosquito, "No, I'm exhausted."
Qi Luo laughed again. Xing Chen was annoyed by his laughter and turned angry. He struggled to stand up and tried to escape.
Then the world suddenly spun around, and Qi Luo replaced him. Qi Luo's deep voice rang in his ears.
"The baby is tired, so let the husband take over."
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The slow and quiet music flowed out of the room and lingered in the entire corridor. The two kinds of music complemented each other, just like a grand and wonderful musical feast.