Han Xiaofan really couldn't help but want to rush over and give that man a mouthful.

Is he really an idiot? Or he wants to die!

"Damn it, go to hell!"

Sure enough, Zhang Jiwei was completely aroused. He picked up the revolver in his hand again, pointed it at Qin Chao's head, and was about to pull the trigger.

At that moment, Han Xiaofan seemed to see the corners of Qin Chao's mouth slightly curved into a beautiful curve.

At the same time, Luo Qinglin rushed forward instantly, seemingly trying to use her body to block the bullet for Qin Chao.

Qin Chao also made a move. He waved his left hand in front of him as if to push something away. At the same time, he held Luo Qinglin's soft and boneless body in his arms and placed it on his lap.

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At the moment when Luo Qinglin blushed, Zhang Jiwei, who was pointing his gun at Qin Chao, suddenly turned around and shot Han Haoxuan, who was standing behind to watch the show.

"boom!"

Because the shot was so sudden, no one expected it. And it seemed that Zhang Jiwei's shooting skills were not that good, so he only hit Han Haoxuan's shoulder.

Even so, Han Haoxuan's entire shoulder was covered in blood, and he fell straight to the ground.

"Ah!" Everyone present exclaimed.

A group of security guards rushed up and beat Zhang Jiwei to the ground, who seemed to be still in a daze, and then responded with old punches.

"Damn it, if you dare to kill Master Han, you will die!"

"I really don't know how to write the word "death"! I will let you know today!"

These security guards beat and cursed at the same time.

"Throw it into the river and feed it to the fish."

At this time, a middle-aged man dressed in ordinary clothes walked out from a corner. He had a mustache and a glint in his eyes.

The middle-aged man gave Qin Chao a meaningful look, and then said to the security guards.

"Yes! Butler Zhang!"

The security guards responded, then carried Zhang Jiwei's beaten and bloody body and left quickly.

Qin Chao smoothly took back his revolver and put it into the Sumeru Ring.

At the same time, he regretted slightly, he would have just released a rum bomb.

If it were a rum bullet, the irregular beating of the bullet would directly blow off Han Haoxuan's shoulder.

"Uncle Zhang, my brother, is my brother okay..."

Seeing that his brother was suddenly injured, Han Xiaofan became anxious. Seeing the butler appear, he quickly went over and asked.

"Don't worry, our own medical staff are top-notch. The young master will be fine."

The moment Han Haoxuan fell to the ground, many people rushed to carry him away. Judging from the butler's tone, he must have been sent to some medical room.

"No, I have to go and have a look!"

Han Xiaofan picked up her skirt and was about to run.
Chapter completed!