Chapter 722 722. This Is Just a Small Lesson

Severe pain spread throughout her body, and she almost fell to her knees. Before she could roar out the evil fire, the person holding the gun behind her head pulled the safety catch of the pistol without any explanation.

"Be honest and obey your orders, otherwise I won't mind giving you a ride."

"!!!"

Wen He gritted his teeth tightly, his face flushed with pain but he didn't make a sound.

If given the chance, she would wring the necks of these two bastards!

The pain in her knees made her walk a little slowly, and Yang Yi glanced at her impatiently.

"Knock her out and take her away."

"you dare!"

Wen He turned around sharply and cast an angry look. However, out of the corner of her eye, she saw a hand holding a gun raised high and slashed straight at her neck!

At this moment, her heart was full of unwillingness and powerlessness, and there was also a hint of resignation.

He smiled bitterly and closed his eyes.

The expected pain did not come, and at the critical moment...

boom!

There was a gunshot and a sudden explosion.

Wen He opened her eyes instinctively, just in time to see a bullet whizzing past the tip of her nose, and then steadily grazing the hand holding the gun next to her.

It left a blood mark on the opponent's wrist skin, halting his movement, and finally hit the wall, leaving a deep bullet hole.

This shot, both in terms of distance and accuracy, was just right! This shows the exquisite marksmanship of the shooter!

"ah!"

"ah!"

Not only Wen He was shocked, but the man holding the gun, Yang Yi's adjutant, was even more shocked, and there was burning pain from the wound.

His hand shook and the pistol immediately fell to the ground. His face turned pale and he took several steps back.

All this happened in an instant.

"who is it?"

Yang Yi's expression changed, and he turned around and saw Huo Chen walking slowly.

Under the backlight, he walked forward step by step from the entrance of the passage. His figure was slender and straight. His military cap covered his handsome features, making it difficult for people to see his eyes clearly. All they could see was his delicate and handsome face. Cold.

He was playing with a small pistol in his right hand, the muzzle still steaming slightly.

"Huo Chen!"

Yang Yi was furious, "How dare you do something under my nose? Do you also want to be sent to a military court?"

"It's just a small lesson."

Huo Chen glanced at him and then gave his adjutant a cold look. Seeing him covering his hands with a lingering fear on his face, his eyes suddenly turned cold.

"No matter what, Wen He is my wife. As long as she is not convicted for a day, you have no right to touch a hair on her head in private!"

"Huo Chen..."

Wen He came back from the shock, his eyes were sore when he heard this, and he rushed towards him without thinking, like a wounded little animal, and bumped into his arms.

"Why did you come here!"

She slapped his chest hard with her handcuffed hands, as if she wanted to vent all the grievances she had suffered for many days, and growled in a hoarse voice, "You haven't even looked at me for so many days. ,ungrateful!"

Huo Chen held her hand and fixed his eyes on her bright face.

After not seeing her for a week, she looked quite haggard.

The little face without makeup showed faint signs of exhaustion, and her eyes were slightly red, staring at him like a pitiful little rabbit.

For some reason, Huo Chen's heart softened slightly, and the outline of his cold face softened slightly. He pinched her fingertips, and there was a hint of gentleness in his voice that was not easy to detect.

"Stop making trouble and just stay back."