Chapter 3619 The Marshal's Bride 39

Yu Qingliang looked inside and saw Feng Mohan had already looked over.

She dodged quickly, and was secretly surprised in her heart. She really didn't expect that Feng Mohan's agility was so powerful.

It seems that the three years he spent abroad were not just as simple as studying.

Yu Qingliang waited for an opportunity.

She looked inside again, and Feng Mohan had gone out. Only the president was in the room.

Yu Qingliang jumped onto the president's desk, and the president had raised a black pistol in his hand.

But when he saw that there was a woman in front of him, his expression became very surprised.

Yu Qingliang hit his elbow with one hand, and with a few clicks, his bones were broken.

When Yu Qingliang jumped in, he knew that he must be waiting for her to come in, and then he controlled the situation here and made a sound quickly over there to attract people in.

His arm was broken, and Yu Qingliang immediately took a cotton ball and stuffed it into his mouth, and picked up the pistol that fell from his hand.

I had expected many things, but I had never thought of the situation I was facing now.

Who is this woman with very good skills in front of me? I have never heard that there is such a person around Zhang Dingtian.

Yu Qingliang controlled his body and pinched his neck with one hand.

The president wanted to make a sound to let others know, but at this time, he couldn't use any strength.

The woman in front of him had a pair of bright eyes, and you could see that she had a very good figure and a light fragrance on her body, but I didn't expect her to be like the god of death.

With a sickle for harvesting, she killed people mercilessly.

The president died, and when he died, he was very desperate.

He had deployed a lot of things, but he died in the end, and he died in the hands of an unknown person.

The president's eyes were filled with unwillingness.

Yu Qingliang glanced at him indifferently, turned around, and leaped onto the windowsill again. When she was about to go out, the door was opened.

A figure flashed in. It was Feng Mohan.

He raised his pistol and fired a shot at Yu Qingliang's back.

Yu Qingliang's body staggered, and finally staggered, almost falling down.

She grabbed it with her backhand, looked back, and threw the dagger in her hand towards Feng Mohan.

Feng Mohan dodged quickly, and pointed the pistol at Yu Qingliang again. When he was about to shoot, he suddenly found her eyes, which were so familiar.

His hand stopped in mid-air.

He just looked at Yu Qingliang's figure.

Yu Qingliang couldn't stand the pain anymore, so he jumped down quickly.

At this time, he heard Feng Mohan's order again.

She hurriedly walked towards Zhang Dingtian. Zhang Dingtian heard the gunshot and looked at her face. He saw that she was very relaxed.

"How are you?"

Zhang Dingtian hurriedly grabbed her and asked.

"I'm fine. Let's go quickly. I'm afraid we won't be able to leave the city."

Yu Qingliang pulled Zhang Dingtian and ran outside. Zhang Dingtian also hurriedly ran forward with her.