C130

"I'm warning you, if you need anything, just come at me. I won't allow you to touch the night wind!"

The corners of An Qian's mouth quickly froze as he gnashed his teeth in warning.

The man gave a low laugh and said, "I'm sorry, we are just here to collect money and do things for others."

When An Qian heard this, she became even more uncertain. If Mo Yefeng encountered any danger, she would not be able to live a peaceful life. She struggled, wanting to escape this man's shackles and return to Mo Yefeng's side.

However, the man wasn't what she wanted him to be. He firmly wrapped his arm around her slender waist.

Xiao Jingyi noticed the abnormality. He got up and threw aside the Ink Night Wind, and was about to rush to her side. An Shuang immediately shouted at him, "Later!"

Xiao Jingyi's footsteps suddenly stopped and he quickly turned his head around. Sure enough, he saw a few suspicious men with their hands in the pockets of their suits. Inside them, they were bulging as they approached Mo Yifeng.

Crap! The Ink Night Wind was in danger.

Xiao Jingyi used his fastest speed to rush to Mo Yifeng's side.

At this time, the steps on the dance floor began to change unconsciously. An Shuang's body had already arrived at the edge of the dance floor, just a few steps away from reaching Mo Yefeng's side.

Xiao Jingyi immediately pulled the strings, allowing the bodyguards in the corner to protect him.

However, after a long while, he realized that none of them seemed to have made a move. Xiao Jingyi's gaze was fixed on one of them.

That person looked at the dancing crowd with an expression of appreciation and calmness. Then he took a handkerchief from his bulging pocket and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

It was actually a handkerchief … He actually took out a handkerchief from his bulging pocket …

The fear in Xiao Jingyi's heart was reduced by half, but he did not relax his guard. All the signs indicated that they were really going to do something to the Black Night tonight, not to An Qian. At least she was on the dance floor, safe, surrounded by people.

At this moment, the waiter was passing through the crowd. When he saw that the cup in front of Xiao Jingyi was empty, he walked over and changed his cup. Then, he handed it over to Xiao Jingyi.

"Sir, please enjoy."

"Thank you." Xiao Jingyi's attention was not on him and he extended his hand to take it.

At the same time, the servant seemed to be pushed back by someone. He let out a soft cry and pounced forward. The liquid in the wine cup instantly spilled all over Xiao Jingyi's body.

The servant panicked and crouched down to wipe the blood off his face.

"I'm sorry, sir, I'm sorry …"

Xiao Jingyi also didn't expect such a small episode. He lowered his head and waved his hand, "It's alright, get up. It's a hot day right now, so we'll be able to do it in a while. "

As he spoke, he reached out to help him up.

In a split-second, all the pink lights in the hall dimmed. About three seconds later, a powerful beam of light shone on a person. It was like the center of the stage was surrounded by spotlights.

At the side of the dance floor, a person dressed like a waiter suddenly stopped and turned his hand over from under the tray. He held a small handgun in his hand and pointed the gun at An Qian.

Xiao Jingyi only felt that the Ink Night Wind beside him was really like a gust of wind, bringing along the speed of lightning as it swiftly flew towards An Qian.

Just as he was about to use his back to firmly hold An Qian back, a gunshot rang out and cut across the sky, disrupting the peaceful atmosphere in the room.

After a loud noise, everyone screamed out in fear. The guests covered their heads and scurried around. The scene immediately became chaotic.

Xiao Jingyi felt terrible in his heart! He had been tricked into leaving the mountain.

However, when he heard An Qian's heart-wrenching cries, he realized that the situation wasn't the worst case scenario.

An Qian could clearly feel that the person behind her was Mo Yifeng. After being together for so long, she was already familiar with the warm, sunny feeling he gave off.

The moment the gunshot rang out, she felt her body tremble violently. Soon after, she heard Mo Yefeng groaning in pain.

She opened her eyes wide. When she turned around, she saw that Mo Yefeng was still smiling at her, a smile that warmed her heart. He looked exactly the same as he did in the past.

"Ye Feng!" She called out his name in a heart-wrenching voice. She wanted to help him up, but she fell down along with him.

The man's body heavily fell onto the ground. Very quickly, the blood spread out along the clean and quiet floor, dyeing An Qian's snow-white evening gown red.

From afar, it seemed as if a dazzling Mandala had appeared on her dress, symbolizing that her life was disappearing. No one dared to look straight at her.

"Ye Feng, Big Brother Feng …" "Big Brother Feng!" An Xiashan was scared silly. She hugged the man's body, her own body, and his, all of them were covered in red blood.

"Shallow …" Mo Yefeng called out softly, but as soon as his voice spilled out, a large amount of blood flowed out of his mouth.

"Yes, I'm here. Big Brother Feng …" "I'm here, don't say anything. Hold on, I'll take you to the hospital …" An Danian sobbed silently as she carefully held his face, tears streaming down her face.

Mo Ye Feng squeezed out a weak smile from his extremely haggard face, but he first comforted her.

"Shallow... Don't cry, if you cry... "Not beautiful at all …"

She said she didn't want to cry, but when she heard this, she remembered that he had blocked this shot for her and even comforted and cared for her. Her tears became even more fierce.

Xiao Jingyi had indeed arranged the scene well. Before he came, he had already predicted that something would happen tonight, so he contacted the police to wait outside.

However, all sorts of thoughts and schemes had still given the other side an opportunity to take advantage of him.

When the gunshots rang out, they had thought that An Qian would be doomed. They hadn't thought that Mo Yefeng, a fool who only had an IQ of six years old, would actually use his own body to take the blows for her.

The moment the police officers guarding the perimeter heard the gunshot, they immediately rushed in. There were dozens of people and the scene was immediately sealed off. Those who came to attend the banquet were not allowed to leave, including the attendants.

The medical staff also rushed over to the scene of the accident. They carried the wounded to the ambulance while An Qian followed. Xiao Jingyi stayed behind to take care of the rest of the matters.

The lights in the ambulance were hanging from the roof, causing Mo Ye Feng's face to turn even paler.

An Qian was kneeling at the side, tightly holding his hand. He was crying as he begged him to hold on and not let go of her. At this moment, Mo Yefeng was already in a comatose state …