Su Zixiang fell to the ground with sore legs.

She felt that her blood was getting hot, her skin was so red that it was a little abnormal, and her eyes gradually became blurred.

"Acheng...Acheng, please help me..."

She raised her eyes and looked at Bo Yucheng, "I feel so uncomfortable, I can't stand it anymore, can you help me get some medicine..."

"Ba" Shi Qinglan raised his hand and slapped her again.

She suddenly squatted down and grabbed her chin, and pinched her to warn, "Su Zixiang, if you call him Acheng, I will slap you. This title is not something you can call!"

Su Zixiang looked at Shi Qinglan with hatred.

Bo Yucheng's eyes were slightly darker. He held the girl's hand and gently stroked her palms with his fingertips. "If you hit her again, I should feel sorry for your hand. Leave the rest to me."

Hearing this, Shi Qinglan looked up at the man.

Bo Yucheng narrowed his eyes and looked at Su Zixiang. The black ink pupils, which were as dark as varnish, were deep and cold, "Su Zixiang."

Su Zixiang looked at him with a pleading look, "Ah..."

But before her name was released, Bo Yucheng suddenly took out a gun from his waist and pressed it directly on her forehead, making what Su Ziyan hadn't finished saying even more in his throat.

Su Ziyan looked at him in disbelief, with a little surprise and fear in her eyes, "You want to kill me?"

"You almost hurt my woman several times. Even if you kill you thousands of times, you will not be jealous of death!"

Bo Yucheng's voice was cold, and his cold eyes were like an ice skate, which pierced Su Ziyan's heart. She felt that her world seemed to be about to collapse.

Su Zixiang fell to the ground in dismay. She couldn't believe that the one she wanted to die the most was the man she loved deeply and wanted to get it in every way.

"Ha..." She laughed out loud with a little self-deprecating.

Suddenly I felt that everything I did was so ridiculous, but what she held in her heart was not worth mentioning to others.

Su Zixiang's eyes gradually became a little hatred, "What if I kill me? Even without me, there will be countless people who will hinder you in the future... Even if I go to hell, I will curse you, curse your marriage as a grave!"

"Bang--" Bo Yucheng suddenly pulled the trigger.

The bullet passed through Su Ziyan's shoulder, and blood immediately splattered on the wall behind her, dripping.

Even Shi Qinglan was playing with a gun himself, and was caught off guard and saw blood when he heard the gunshots. He was almost frightened. He subconsciously took a step back and reached out to grab the corner of the man's clothes.

Bo Yucheng noticed the girl's little movements, and he looked at her side, then reached out to hold her wrist and led her behind him, "Sorry, Lanlan, you scared you."

"I'm fine." Shi Qinglan shook her head, but she still looked up at the man, "I don't want you to get someone's life on your hands."

Bo Yucheng narrowed his eyes and looked at Su Zixiang deeply.

The woman had collapsed to the ground at this moment, and the blood on her shoulders was flowing out continuously. Her spirit was tortured by the charming fans and was about to go crazy, as if she had reached her limit.

"Yeah." He responded calmly in his voice.

He slowly put away the gun, "Tomorrow morning, I will ask Wen Le to bring the police station people to arrest her."

"Okay." Shi Qinglan nodded in agreement.

Su Zixiang is now like fish on the chopping board, and she is slaughtered. She has done many dirty things, but she has her own laws to make a fair judgment, and she can't escape it.

Su Ziyan raised her eyelids and looked at Shi Qinglan, "Ha, she pretends to be quite handsome. Didn't she just want Bo Yucheng to know your true face? If you have the ability, you can kill me!"

Shi Qinglan glanced down at her with disdain.

She raised her red lips with a smile, "Su Zixiang, not everyone in this world is as dirty as you, and you don't need to provoke me. I'm not that easy to be fooled."

In Country A, they can kill Qi Yexuan as members of the organization. They are to eliminate evil and promote good, and they can also get the execution token of Jingshi Pavilion, which does not violate the laws of that country.

But in China, she is not Jinglan, the heir of Jingshi Pavilion, nor is he the boss of Szhou. China has the laws of China. If she really kills Su Ziyan like this...

Instead, it will cause them some trouble.

"Let's go." Shi Qinglan looked back, "Su Ziyan, you can feel the charm of the fans tonight. The police will come to pick you up tomorrow morning."

As she said that, she held Bo Yucheng's warm palm.

The two turned around and left the hotel, notified the front desk to lock the door, and could hear her heart-wrenching roar...

"Shi Qinglan, you dare to treat me like this! You must die a good death! I will curse you! Even if I go to jail, I will curse you!"

But the door of the hotel room has been completely locked.

Su Ziyan's voice was locked up. She was lying on the ground and felt extremely uncomfortable. She was so hot that she was a little confused. She was crazy about finding something to save herself...

He even took the remote control and stuffed it in it!

The wind blew in outside the window, causing the heat in her body to drop a little. Su Ziyan could no longer bear it, but the door was locked by Shi Qinglan, so she simply let out and jumped directly from the window. Even though her legs hurt, she didn't know if it was injured or broken, but she still rushed over when she saw the man...

"Give it to me, I want it!" Su Zixiang was frantically.

She didn't even see clearly that the man had fat heads and big ears, and even the hair on the top of his head was bald. I'm afraid his daughter was about the same age as Su Zixian.

The middle-aged man was a little surprised, "I didn't expect that there would be a beauty passing by and I would be so proud..."

The sound of erosion in the flowers near the hotel is constantly coming.

...

Qinglan Water Pavilion.

Bo Yucheng was wearing an ascetic white shirt, with a little cuffs rolled up, and the muscles on his forearms were very tight. Just looking at these, they were definitely an absolute image of the domineering boss...

But there was a pink and tender apron in front of him.

The man held the spatula in his hand and looked at Shi Qinglan at a loss, "What should we do next?"

"What are you doing when you hold the spatula? Turn on the heat first, and then the water at the bottom of the pot evaporates, and then pour the oil in."

Shi Qinglan stood lazily beside her. She leaned against the wall lightly, like a supervisor, and directed with a small whip, "You must evaporate the water and then pour oil. Don't pour too much oil."

"How much should it be?" Bo Yucheng asked in confusion.

He raised the oil bottle and looked at the girl. Shi Qinglan let down his red lips helplessly, "You fall down first, I'll stop you."

"Okay." So Bo Yucheng turned on the gas stove, stood quietly beside him and watched the water droplets evaporated, hesitantly lifted the oil bottle and began to slowly pour peanut oil...
Chapter completed!