Seven Nights of Forbidden Love: Good Morning, Chief!

Gu Shinian took a step towards him, leaned to his ear, and said lowly: "There is one thing, I still need to tell you."

"Oh, it's important?" Qin Muli didn't push her away either.

The whole person is still in the wake of victory.

Gu Shinian twitched his lips, his expression faded in the blink of an eye, and a strong murderous intent flashed across his eyebrows: "Do you think that if I'm on your side, you can put Qin Muchen to death?"

"Why not?" Qin Muli was very confident: "You hold too many secrets about Qin Muchen in your hand."

"As long as you speak out, I will take advantage of it, and if we join hands, he will have no life at all."

"Then have you ever thought about it. Perhaps, you never have the chance again." Gu Shinian's tone slowly eased, mixed with a hint of gentleness: "Perhaps, after today?"

Qin Muli smirked and looked at her: "How is it possible, I'm with you..."

Flop!

There was a sharp pain in the lower abdomen.

Qin Muli was stunned, and then he lowered his head and looked at the knife stuck in his abdomen. Then, watching with his own eyes, the red knife was pulled out and aimed at the same place again. He plugged it in, pulled it out again, and when he wanted to continue to plug it in, he finally recovered, grabbed the knife, backhanded, and stabbed Gu Shinian.

Fortunately, he was injured and weak.

Gu Shinian hid, but the back of his hand was scratched.

"Young Master?"

The bodyguards around them all stared wide and took out their guns one after another.

Gu Shinian didn't care about those guns at all, looked at Qin Muli, stared at the wound on his lower abdomen, looked at him, fell on the chair, smiled, and said in a cool posture: "Fighting with Qin Muchen, what are you taking? Fight with him?"

"You are destined to be his defeat, and from now on, you are no longer his concerns."

"Your life, I want it."

Stabbed in the aorta, he is dead!

Qin Muli lost too much blood and turned pale. He raised his hand tremblingly, with deep hatred in his eyes: "Kill her! Kill her for me!"

This **** woman!

How dare to deceive him!

The bodyguards looked at each other, their faces changed, and they all rushed over.

With one enemy ten, there is no chance of winning at all.

Gu Shinian dragged a half-disabled body and fought with them for ten minutes.

Perhaps I know that I can no longer go out today.

More likely, it was the last moment of life, she thought, to fight for a longer period of time before leaving.

A wounded left hand, a right hand that can't be used at all, a fight in disguise.

Kicked on the body, it hurts, has been numb.

A person sneaked up from behind. She grabbed his fist. She didn't escape the previous punch and hit her lower abdomen. She couldn't help but spit out blood, lifted her foot, kicked the person in front of her, and picked up the ground. On the blood-stained dagger.

Being held by someone.

Reversed the direction and pierced her lower abdomen.

Flutter.

The knife was halfway in, and she held the handle of the knife.

Then, it was like a contest between life and death. One side tried hard to submerge the knife, and the other tried hard to stop it.

Whoever relaxes first will lose.

"Gu Shinian, you die for me!"

Qin Muli gritted his teeth and held the knife, a bit of hatred hung on his pale face: "You dare to kill me, you never thought about it. Will you be dead today?"