Chapter 12 12. Pop! Snapped! Snapped!

Lu Chaoyang's eyes were staring from the beating, and his hands and feet were restrained. She watched Gao Hai's hand drop little by little, hitting her chest directly.

She was a little desperate and closed her eyes, but at this moment, with a bang, the door was suddenly kicked open.

Before Lu Chaoyang came back to his senses, he was shocked to hear Gao Hai's scream. At the same time, he held his right hand with his left hand and fell to the side in embarrassment, his body curled up like a shrimp, and he was covered His right hand was bleeding profusely.

"Brother Ting, am I good at marksmanship?"

There was a giggling voice, and then someone continued in a lazy tone, "There is progress."

"It's all because of your good teaching. Brother Ting will rule the world for generations to come!"

"..."

Huo Yunting?

Lu Chaoyang turned over in surprise, and looked up at Huo Yunting who seemed to be descended from a god.

For a moment, her eye sockets were moist and hot, and the joy of surviving after the catastrophe made her sore her nose unbearably.

Huo Yunting glanced at her who was in a state of embarrassment, and walked over slowly, without looking at Gao Hai who was still rolling and screaming, looking down at her pale face condescendingly.

"Lu Chaoyang, you've been with me for such a long time, why can't you even protect yourself? The word drag is really suitable for you."

The three words "oil bottle" pierced Lu Chaoyang's heart fiercely, and her body couldn't help but tremble.

Yes, the man who could protect her with his life was gone, and her carefree innocence was annihilated along with his departure.

All she can rely on now is herself.

Not knowing where the strength came from, she actually gritted her teeth and stood up, straightened her back, moved to the wall step by step, supported the wall to stabilize her precarious body, her red lips were tightly pursed, revealing a trace of stubbornness.

Huo Yunting's eyes darkened slightly, he smiled lightly and looked away, looking at Gao Hai who was crawling quietly towards the door.

"Mr. Gao, long time no see."

As if he was greeting an old friend, he took a step forward with a gentle smile, and his expensive leather shoes firmly stepped on the back of Gao Hai's hand that had been pierced by bullets.

The latter let out a high-pitched and mournful howl, and sued Rao tremblingly, "Mr. Huo, I'm sorry, I was wrong, please let me go, I won't dare again, I, I can make it up, a thousand How about Wan? No, 20 million, Mr. Huo, please spare me..."

Huo Yunting admired his ugly appearance for a while, then hooked his fingers at Huo Li at the door.

"Give me."

Huo Li, who was standing at the door, understood in seconds, and was thrown over with a pistol in the air, "Brother Ting, the gun is equipped with a silencer. It is a must-have weapon for murder and arson. You can use it with confidence."

Huo Yunting caught it, put it in his hand and played with it for a while, then under Gao Hai's terrified eyes, the black muzzle of the gun was pointed at his head.

"Don't kill me! Mr. Huo, please spare me! Mr. Huo!"

Lu Chaoyang, who was resting against the wall, suddenly opened his eyes, looking at Huo Yunting who was holding a gun in horror, his heartbeat almost stopped.

Is he going to kill someone?

Lu Chaoyang opened his mouth, wanted to say something but didn't say anything, she wanted to plead, but thinking that she was almost violated, she couldn't get over that hurdle psychologically.

But any normal person would be terrified of such a thing. Lu Chaoyang turned around patiently, facing the wall and covering his ears with his hands, unable to tell what mood he was in at this moment.

Perhaps, she never knew this man.

Huo Yunting glanced at her and couldn't help but sneered.

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!