The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

The toes slid up a dry branch in the snow, and the heavy leather boots stepped on. The dead branches slammed under his strength, and his face slowly lifted up. "Get rid of it!"

Fang Chi Xia Xin's sinking, his face stiff and stiff.

"The big old man ran over to deal with me personally. It’s really hard for you to be an uncle." The lips screamed and she was cold and ironic.

"Fortunately, your niece is worthy of your identity!" Haiman's eyebrows picked and picked.

"Now the people's attention around the country is on me, and it has solved me. You will only make things bigger!" Fang Chi Xia coldly reminded.

"Yun Xi, do you think that the second uncle has come to this step, and is there a way back?" Heyman did not answer her question, but asked.

Fang Chi Xia smashed, and the lips slowly solidified.

What he said is the fact.

They have already reached this stage. Even if they are not exposed, the people of the family should have long guessed that everything can't be related to him.

What he can do is to destroy the family and replace it!

"Yun Xi, in fact, once again take you as a victim, the second uncle is also very helpless." Hayman sighed with a sigh of relief, his eyes turned aloud, "blame only blame Cheng Xia that kid will give you everything to deal with !"

"So, what are you going to do?" Fang Chixia crossed him and glanced at the large group of men behind him.

"You and I are so uncles and uncles, the second uncle will not make you too painful, just go with peace of mind!" Haiman's nephew whispered, step by step toward her, the gun in her hand aimed at her.

Fang Chi Xia Ding will look at his muzzle and step back a few steps.

Hayman raised his eyebrows, his eyes squinting at her, and the trigger in his hand was slowly pulling.

His movements were slow, and he seemed to think a lot in his head. He didn't immediately shoot.

Fang Chi Xia’s eyes looked at him with a sigh of relief and secretly thought about the way he saved himself.

The night of the snow, surprisingly quiet.

Quiet, it seems to be able to hear the sound of breathing.

Fang Chixia felt his heartbeat, and soon, like a person who ran through tens of thousands of miles, he was so heavy that he wanted to break out of his chest.

Heyman’s hand with the trigger had not been released, his throat was very tight, his eyes were twisted in the square, and he did not know what he was thinking.

Two people are so deadlocked.

After about four or five minutes, the strength of Hayman's fingers increased.

The trigger will be triggered, Fang Chixia's face changed, and the body suddenly flew in the direction of him.

boom!

The bullet that was shot out was deflected under her movement and fell into the snow.

Hayman was hit by her on the ground, and her head seemed to be hit hard.

Fang Chixia’s reaction has always been very agile. When Haiman’s groggy, he took the gun in his hand and the gunman opposed him.

"You don't move!" The corner of the eye squinted at the people around her eyes, and she screamed.

A group of men looked at her and looked at Hayman, who was pointed at by her, and was a little overwhelmed.

"Put the gun down, otherwise I will marry him first!" Fang Chixia yelled again.

A large group of men, look at me, I look at you, hesitated, the guns are all put down.

Fang Chixia’s muzzle pointed at Heyman and stepped back a few steps.

"Get the car and let me go!"

"That is impossible!" Heyman categorically refused.

Fang Chi Xia ignored his words, and the gun in his hand was tightly held. "I can't walk out of here, I will take you to bury it!"