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Outside the church, a priest in black was waiting for them.

Sang Yan's wheelchair was in front of them, and Long Qian was being held hostage by someone. They followed closely behind!

Long Qian's heart was in a mess. Under the current situation, she had no chance of winning at all. Did he really have to resign himself to his fate?

At the entrance, Sang Yan suddenly stopped.

"Shallow. Very soon, we will be husband and wife!" Sang Yan's voice was filled with obvious excitement.

"In your dreams!" Long Qian let out a cold laugh.

Suddenly, she raised her head and looked at the ceiling of the church.

There was only the sound of a gunshot as one of the bodyguards protecting Sang Yan fell to the ground! The scene instantly turned chaotic. The priest didn't care about the wedding or the funeral, he just turned around and ran into the church and closed the door!

In the end, Sang Yan was someone who had experienced too many storms, so he did not appear very flustered. "Bitch, set up an ambush!"

Long Qian shrugged his shoulders and didn't explain anything!

How could she have time to set an ambush? He had been locked up and had no connection at all with the outside world. However, when she got out of the car and walked towards the church, her eyes inadvertently looked at the blue sky and white clouds in the sky. She realized that the seventh day was hiding at the top of the church!

When she saw the disguise of the seventh day, his blood immediately began to boil. However, she still pretended to know nothing as Sang Yan drew closer and closer.

She knew that the closer they were, the greater their chances of victory were.

The technique of the seventh day was indeed fast, ruthless and accurate! It could even be said that he shot one at a time, and he was able to accurately dodge the bullets. After the bullets in his hand were used up, he changed to another gun. The multiple bullets that were similar to a submachine gun were used on the bodyguards that were protecting Sang Yan one by one.

The remaining few watched on helplessly as their comrades died. They even had thoughts of running away.

Sang Yan flew into a rage. He controlled the shallow dragon in his palm and pulled out a handgun. He pointed it at the heads of those who wanted to escape. One shot, one crack, their brains burst out!

"What?" Long Qian sneered coldly. "Sang Yan, I advise you to stop struggling."

Sang Yan coldly said, "Woman, you want to provoke me? You're still too young. Do you think I don't know that the kid is alone? "Heh!"

It was indeed Sang Yan. Not to mention good and evil, in the end, he was still a formidable figure of his generation! Such courage, such boldness, but unfortunately, his evil thoughts and greed were too great!

If such a person could walk on the right path, perhaps …

Not giving Long Qian time to think any further, she was captured by the crazy Sang Yan. Sang Yan's arm wrapped around her neck, and a gun was pressed against Long Qian's forehead. He shouted towards the top of his head, "Come! Kill me, shoot! I would like to see whose spear technique is faster. Unless you can blow my head off with a single shot. "Useless, useless!"

Long Qian Qian could hear a light crisp sound coming from his forehead. This voice instantly made Long Qian's heart jump into his throat!

He pressed the trigger!

In the current situation, even if he was killed by the seventh shot, as long as he let go, the bullet in the gun would pierce through Long Qian's forehead.

With the fall of all the bodyguards, the scene had turned into an ice-cold slaughterhouse! The aura of death filled the air.

On the seventh day, he had to ensure Long Qian's safety, so he didn't dare act blindly without thinking.

"Long Qian leaned so close to Sang Yan and could clearly hear his hurried breathing." Sang Yan, surrender! You no longer have the chance to turn the situation around! "

"Bitch, shut up!" Sang Yan cursed in anger.

He didn't believe it and fell down just like that. He had once been a character that could summon the wind and rain. How could he have ended up in such a sorrowful state?

Sang Yan refused to accept this outcome!

He desperately rolled the wheelchair and ran in the direction of the car, holding onto Long Qian's arm tightly.

"Bang!" A bullet hit the floor of his wheelchair.

Sang Yan felt a chill in his heart, and the strength in his arm to grip Long Haochen's shallow neck increased by a lot.

Long Qian Chao suddenly found it hard to breathe.

Seventh Day saw the pain on her face and gave up.

Sang Yan opened the car door. Long Qian was already suffocating from the strangling. His movements were no longer as nimble as before. Sang Yan carefully entered the car, his eyes unmoving as he stared at the figure standing above the church.

On the seventh day, he was lying prone on the roof, grabbing everyone's attention and pointing at Sang Yan. However, because he had kidnapped Long Qian, he didn't dare to press him down.

Suddenly! Overhead, the sound of a helicopter could be heard.

"Buzz buzz buzz …" It rolled up a large amount of dust and leaves on the ground, causing people to choke to the point that they couldn't even open their eyes. Dust filled the sky as they recklessly flew in the air. It was as if a large fog had descended, and it was also like a tornado that rolled up from the ground, making it impossible to clearly see the scene before their eyes.

Just when Sang Yan's eyes were completely filled with dust, he furiously blinked his eyes.

Bang! A gunshot rang out.

Long Qian only felt the iron arm around her neck loosen. Following this voice was another voice. The bullet was not aimed at her forehead, but pointed downwards.

Although she wasn't directly injured, the bullet struck the rock on the ground, causing the rock fragments to pierce into her leg.

Without a second thought, Long Qian broke free from Sang Yan's restraints and went to the side.

She ran a few steps, her legs not so nimble from the pain of the small stones cutting into them. Suddenly, her body hit a hard object.

In the sandstorm, she couldn't clearly see what she had hit. However, when she bumped into them, her delicate waist was instantly wrapped by a pair of sturdy iron arms. However, when she breathed, she could smell a faint musky scent unique to her, the smell of a man!

His heart was violently trembling.

This smell, this aura...

"Ye Han!" Long Qian carefully called out.

"Darling, I'm sorry I'm late!"

The man's deep and extremely magnetic voice sounded by her ear, as if it carried a warm feeling, and surrounded her entire body.

Long Qian's body was completely limp in this warm embrace.

Ye Han! You're here! You're finally here!

When Sang Yan had pointed a gun at her head, she had truly thought that, in this life and for eternity, he might truly have to bid farewell to her beloved man! She thought that she would never see him again in this life. She thought … She had too many thoughts and too many fears that would happen.

With the descent of the helicopter, the dust and leaves that were flying in the air gradually returned to their original calm state.

The only thing that did not stop was the strong bloody smell that symbolized death!

She had a feeling that in the past few years, all of the grudges and grievances that she had against Sang Yan would be settled today! And, there was no follow-up.