Whose dog life

  Before the man in black got angry.

  Poor Lan Yumo was furious after being held hostage.

  "Damn you! Prince! Do you really want to see me get blown up? You pervert! Bastard! I curse you to a miserable death! Even if I die and become a ghost, I won't let you off! Prince!!!"

  Lan Youmo let out a loud roar and struggled violently, wanting to go beat up the demon Huang Shaojie.

  Anyway, she's going to die too, might as well drag him down with her.

  What he said was really infuriating.

  How can there be someone as cold-blooded and ruthless as him in this world?

  She couldn't understand how his parents had educated him, to be able to say such things when facing a girl who was about to die.

  Man in Black A almost couldn't catch Lan Yumo.

  "Stop making a racket! Be quiet for once, you're driving me crazy with your noise!"

  If he didn't want to threaten the young master, he really wanted to kill this woman directly.

  He hated noisy women the most, with sharp voices that made people feel very uncomfortable.

  The young master suddenly narrowed his eyes, taking advantage of the black-clad man A's shift in attention to swiftly attack from behind, both hands locking onto the gun-wielding hand of black-clad man B.

  "Leave that woman alone and come help!"

  "Black-clad man B shouted."

  Black-clad man A was a hitman after all, and he quickly came back to his senses.

  But unfortunately it was too late, the corner of Huang Shao's mouth cruelly hooked, grabbing the gun of black-clothed man B, pointing at the direction of black-clothed man A, and pulling the trigger.

  Not a sound was heard, as the silver bullet streaked out in a flash of light under the moon.

  Man in Black A didn't have time to dodge and subconsciously fired a shot at him as well.

  In less than 0.0001 seconds, the bullet struck Black A's forehead.

  Man in black A fell to the ground instantly.

  The young master's arm was also hit by a bullet from the opponent because he was still entangled with Black Clothes B and couldn't dodge the bullet.

  Just then, a helicopter sound came from the pitch black sky.

  It's obviously someone sent by Young Master Huang.

  The man in black B was so frightened that his courage shrunk, wanting to withdraw his locked hand, but his strength couldn't win over the young master.

  Although the young master was injured, his momentum was still overwhelming.

  He stared with wide eyes in terror, "Y...you... Young Master, spare me..."

  He will have to kneel down and beg for mercy.

  If it weren't for the hand being held by Huang Shaojie.

  "Spare you? Just now it was said that someone's dog life......" Huang Shaojue laughed very frighteningly.

  He was radiating an aura of Satan all over his body.

  It was just an instant, he grasped Black-clothed Man B's hand and ruthlessly broke it.

  The man in black B cried out, "Ah - it wasn't me who said that, what I just said wasn't what I meant to say!"

  And on the helicopter side, because it takes some time to stop the machine, those hidden guards directly slid down with ropes and arrived in front of the young master at the fastest speed.

  "Master!" they said in unison with respect.

  The young master coldly threw the black-clad man B in front of them.

  "Deal with this person in the most painful way!"

  After finishing speaking, he walked towards Lan Yimeng.

  Lan Yimeng was so frightened that her legs went soft and she collapsed to the ground, staring blankly at Huang Shaojie.

  The young master's arm was still stained with blood, but he didn't mind at all.

  He walked over, squatted in front of Lan Yumo, checked if she was injured, and then said in a very annoying tone, "Don't worry, you're not dead yet, what a waste, scared to the point of peeing."

  Lan Yu raised her head in anger and glared at him.

  But thinking of his cruel appearance just now, she subconsciously averted her gaze.

  She didn't even pee her pants...

  The young master stood up, looking down at her like a king, and ordered, "Don't you hurry to get up and support me? Can't you see that I'm injured?"

  Lan Yimou had slightly calmed down.

  She also had the strength to stand up, but she didn't want to help the young master at all.

  What does his injury have to do with her?

  He just didn't care about her life or death, did he?

  However, under the sharp gaze of Huang Shao's eyes, she still obediently supported him.

  The hidden guards of Huang Shaojie have dispersed to deal with other assassins, and there is only one pilot left on the helicopter.

  Lan Yimuo sat on the plane, speechless.

  She thought about whether she could push the young master down from the plane and wondered if it would work.

  The young master seemed to see through her thoughts, "Don't think about playing any tricks on me."

  Then he pulled her into his arms and leaned against her, closing his eyes to rest.

  It's so heavy...

  Lan furrowed her brow, but could only grumble in her heart.