Daddy, Here Is Mommy

He seemed to have forgotten that he and Lu Yiyao were once the best brothers and best friends.    

The obsession went wild.    

His world only had Xu Jianan.    

"A Geng, you did follow me after all. I have to do something for you, no matter what? "    

The words that seemed to be filled with concern were cold and emotionless.    

"Young Master …"    

Lu Yiyao smoked less than half of his cigarette. Seeing that the other party still hadn't got off the car, he smirked in disdain.    

White smoke curled up and floated in the air.    

Inside the Maybach.    

Lin Ange had already unbuckled her seat belt, bent down, and sat beside Lin Yanyan. The front and back panels were raised so that people outside could not see what was going on inside, nor could they see what was going on outside.    

She pursed her lips at Lin Yanyan, her clear eyes appearing especially bright in the dark space.    

"Mei Gege, don't be afraid. I'll protect you."    

Lin Yanyan grabbed her arm, blinked his long eyelashes like a fan, leaned on Lin Ange's shoulder and whispered.    

"Brother Yan, that's great."    

Lin Ange gave him a thumbs-up, then gave him another.    

Behind the ruins, Ye Lingyuan's men were all present.    

The sniper occupied the most advantageous position.    

As long as the people in the car acted rashly, there would be no good ending for them.    

Ye Lingyuan saw that the person in the car did not move at all and couldn't help but suspect if this was a trap set by 'Young Master'.    

However, if this was really a trap, Lu Yiyao would not be able to tell.    

Could it be that the people in this car were afraid or felt something? Thus, he didn't dare to come out.    

He took the binoculars and looked over.    

He saw the man in the SUV holding his phone as if he was talking on the phone.    

Ye Lingyuan slowly put down his binoculars and revealed a sarcastic smile.    

"Ding Zigeng, let's see how you'll play today."    

In the SUV.    

The man's hand was shaking. His heart was beating fast and his breathing quickened.    

He couldn't believe his ears. His lips were trembling and his voice was trembling.    

"Jianan, is that really you?"    

"Brother Zigeng, it's me …"    

A familiar voice came out of the phone.    

The man's ears went numb. Since all the blood in his body had congealed, his heartbeat suddenly stopped.    

How is this possible?    

Xu Jianan was still alive?    

He could not believe his ears and only thought that he was hearing things.    

"Jianan, is that really you?"    

"Brother Zigeng, it's me …"    

The voice was lukewarm and did not express any emotions. It was still the same as before, faintly estranged.    

"How could that be? Jianan, aren't you …"    

Under the wide sunglasses, the man's dark eyes were filled with surprise and panic.    

How was this possible?    

Many people had seen Xu Jianan being hanged to death by Lu Yiyao in the dense forest to the east of Qingfeng Cliff.    

How could she …    

No.    

It's not true.    

The man shook his head, the scar on his chin growing even more ferocious.    

Du du du...    

A cold voice came out of the phone, stopping him from asking any more questions.    

The man's fearful gaze gradually became ruthless again, his heart violently beating up and down.    

He bit his lip hard. A sharp pain came from his lips and a faint smell of blood flowed between his nostrils.    

The hand holding the phone was still trembling. On the back of his scarred hand, the joints were suffused with a terrifying white color.    

Half a second passed.    

Bang.    

He slammed the phone against the windshield of the car and bounced it back.    

After taking two deep breaths, he made up his mind. He then opened the car door and got out.    

At the same time, Lu Yiyao threw the remaining cigarette in his hand onto the ground and stomped on it twice.    

The fireworks were extinguished.    

A war broke out.    

"Lu Yiyao …"    

The man got out of the car and pulled the silencer from his belt. The muzzle of the gun was pointed at the space between Lu Yiyao's eyebrows.    

"Ding Zigeng, how have you been?!"    

Lu Yiyao put his hands in his pockets, and a hint of sarcasm appeared on his cold lips.    

He stood straight and tall, with an arrogant attitude as though he did not place the other party in his eyes.    

"Lu Yiyao, I must kill you today …"    

Ding Zigeng saw that he recognized him, so he took off the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose and took off his mask.    

That extremely terrifying face suddenly appeared in front of Lu Yiyao's eyes.    

In the whip marks before, there were also many scars, which should have been caused by the new wounds he suffered after falling into the Yun Xi river.    

Behind the ruins.    

Ye Lingyuan's hawk-like eyes watched unblinkingly, ready to give orders at any moment. As long as Ding Zigeng opened fire, the sniper's bullet would be out of his body for a second.    

"Ding Zigeng, come, hit here."    

Lu Yiyao took his right hand out of his pocket and pointed at his chest.    

"Heh …"    

Ding Zigeng's domineering gaze was mixed with a monstrous rage, and the bottom of his eyes were completely red.    

The call from Xu Jianan just now had not diminished his hatred, but had instead deepened it quite a bit.    

He pulled the corner of his left lip and smiled sinisterly, his index finger unhesitatingly pulling.    

Bang.    

Bang.    

The air was quickly filled with the smell of smoke and the thick smell of blood.    

The moment Ding Zigeng pulled the trigger, Lu Yiyao dodged to the side like a phantom.    

The bullet embedded itself in the ruins not far away.    

A small black hole appeared on the mottled wall.    

At the same time, a bullet came from an unknown place and hit Ding Zigeng's knee, causing him to kneel on the ground.    

Blood gushed out.    

He knelt on the ground and pointed the gun at Lu Yiyao once again.    

"Lu Yiyao, even if we die together, I will kill you …"    

"Ding Zigeng, I'll give you one more chance. "Put down the gun, you can still live."    

Lu Yiyao still had his hands in his pockets, and his sharp face was covered in a layer of frost. The unfathomable Mo Tong was dyed red with blood.    

"Hehe, live?"    

Ding Zigeng sneered.    

"Lu Yiyao, from the moment I fell into the Cloud Stream River, I've never thought about living."    

"Ding Zigeng, your life and death depends on you. Since you don't want to live, I won't force you. "    

Lu Yiyao's gaze darkened as he said coldly.    

"Lu Yiyao, go die …"    

Ding Zigeng screamed at him and pulled the trigger again.    

Before the bullet was shot out, a sharp pain came from his wrist, and blood continued to seep out.    

The silencer quickly dropped to the ground.    

Fresh blood constantly dripped down, staining the entire body of the spear.    

"Lu Yiyao, you're so sinister …"    

Ding Zigeng's eyes were blood-red and his body was filled with a bloodthirsty killing intent.    

Lu Yiyao withdrew his gaze and walked two steps forward before returning to his original position. He raised his eyebrows and said coldly.     1

"Ding Zigeng, it's just that you don't have the ability."    

"Hehe, Lu Yiyao, do you think I will lose just like that?"    

Ding Zigeng suddenly laughed sinisterly. Under the contrast of his blood, his white teeth looked extremely strange.    

Suddenly, something appeared in his other hand.