Seeing that he looked so anxious, Owen Xiang couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"What's wrong, your wife ran away?"

But when his eyes fell on the photo on Ante's assistant, Owen Xiang's eyes widened in horror.

The voices are a little out of tune.

"This is the picture you made up?"

The person in the photo, he is simply too familiar.

It's Mr. Qi's henchman who was selected by thousands of people to pretend to be a killer.

As a result, it turned out to be the inner ghost planted beside him!

"Oops!"

Mr. Qi is now hugging Su Xiaoya, softly comforting her, and kissing her gently.

But the little thing in his arms was still trembling, and he pointed ahead with a frightened expression.

The killer was picking up his gun and aiming it at them.

Images flashed through my mind as if they were exploding.

The two scenes are eerily similar.

That day, it was Xiao Bao who pounced on her, and the killer's bullet shot into his small chest.

But today, it was Mr. Qi who hugged her tightly, with his back to the killer who had already raised his gun.

"Qi bastard, you go away! You go away! ”

She screamed desperately and pushed Qi Muchen away.

Qi Muchen's heart was filled with joy.

The little thing called him Qi bastard!

"Do you remember? Little things remember? ”

But there was another anxious scream from behind.

"Mr. Qi, this person is dangerous!"

A sharp gaze flashed in Qi Muchen's eyes, and when the gunshots rang out in front of him, he quickly picked up Su Xiaoya and held her in his arms with his own arms.

Prostrate on the ground, first shielding her from the danger behind her, and with the other hand, he quickly pulled out his gun and aimed at the killer with a clear eye.

But when he took out the gun, Mr. Qi realized that the killer's target was not him at all, nor was it a small thing in his arms.

The killer had already run into the crowd in front of him, and then sped towards Mr. President's float.

Qi Muchen frowned deeply, picked up the little thing in his arms first, and shouted at the bodyguard ten meters behind him.

"Catch him! Let Mr. President be careful! ”

Because Qi Zheng knew that Qi Muchen was going to arrange an accident today, his bodyguards had already been ordered, and their vigilance was relaxed today.

Don't worry about any accidents.

So, in a short moment, the killer in the cap had jumped onto the float.

In the flash of lightning, the shot was fired at Mr. President with a "bang".

Because he had already heard Qi Muchen's sharp warning, when the killer rushed up, Qi Zheng was already vigilant.

Turning around, the bullet went straight into his shoulder blade.

Blood gushed out, and the crowd under the float began to scream, and chaos ensued.

Qi Zheng forcibly held back the pain, holding the wound on his shoulder with his right hand, trembling.

"Quick, get him!"

Several bodyguards immediately rushed up, firmly held down the killer, and escorted him out of the float.

The crowd was already in disarray, but only a slender woman stood up and walked in the opposite direction, looking nervously at Mr. President on the float.

Her lower abdomen bulged slightly, she wore sunglasses and a black mask on her face, and a fashionable sun hat almost covered her face.

She is Tang Rou, and she originally came back this time just on impulse, wanting to see the majesty of Mr. President's re-election.

"See, little one, the dog-like man on the float is your daddy."

Five minutes ago, Tang Rou was still stroking her lower abdomen like this, smiling lightly.

(Education 123 Literature Network)