Chapter 539

As soon as he approached, Wen churan suddenly took out a gun and put it on his forehead.

The accident happened almost at this moment.

Yaheng's smile sank, his body was stiff and didn't dare to move, for fear that the bullet would shoot through his head.

He couldn't suppress his inner amazement. "Little sister, you're carrying a gun?"

Wen churan said coldly, "you're wrong. This is a gun specially prepared for you. I've known since you stuffed a note to let me come to such a place. You must have a problem. How can you do without something to defend yourself? "

"Ah... So it is..." the young man suddenly realized and praised, "I always think my young sister is beautiful and has a good figure. I have never found my little sister so intelligent."

Wen churan smiled contemptuously. "Many people despise me, but every time, I can surprise them!"

"What does the little sister want now?" The young man blinked a pair of peach eyes, without the slightest fear of "bang me?"

Wen churan was about to answer his question when a man's anxious call sounded behind him.

"Warm primary dyeing!"

The call was so familiar that she only heard the first sound, and she had guessed who it was.

Looking around, Sheng Shimo appeared outside the factory and led a group of guards from the presidential palace to this side.

Almost in an instant, Wen churan reacted, quickly put the gun into Yaheng's hand, and then the whole person lay on the ground, closed his eyes, and there was no more movement.

Yaheng took a gun and completely fooled his eyes. He didn't understand what Wen churan wanted to do.

When he recovered, the guard had taken the gun from his hand and tied him firmly.

At that time, Mo squatted down and looked anxiously at Wen churan who fell to the ground. He shouted a few times. When he saw that she had no response, he beat her horizontally and picked her up.

He looked at Yaheng, his cold eyes mixed with anger. "Because it's a brotherly relationship, I've always turned a blind eye, but now, it's impossible!"

These heartless words did not reveal any brotherhood at all.

Yaheng glanced at the woman in his arms. "Is it for his little sister?"

"Yes." At that time, Mo admitted it without hesitation.

Unfortunately, he didn't realize that the unconscious woman in his arms stole up the corners of his mouth.

After Yaheng was taken away, Sheng Shimo picked up Wen churan and ordered the driver to go to the nearest hospital.

Nevertheless, he was still worried and turned Wen churan's body around, looking for the wound on her body.

Wen churan wanted to pretend for a longer time. He was tossed by the man and almost threw up. Only then did he have to open his eyes and cough weakly.

When he saw her waking up, Mo hurriedly asked, "did Yaheng treat you? Where are you hurt? What's wrong? "

Being held in his arms by a man, the warm feeling makes Wen churan incomparably satisfied.

But on the surface, she had to pretend to be painful, "Yaheng... Hit me..."

Seeing the woman's pale face and frown, when she was in full bloom, Mo's heart suddenly hurt, so she began to look for the wound on her body "where does it hurt? Where did he hit you? "

As a result, I searched for it for a long time, not to mention the wound. I didn't even find a place to scratch the skin.

Wen churan held his hand tremblingly and said weakly, "don't... Don't find it, there's no wound... It's an internal injury..."