Major General, please be gentle

Qiao Han was shot

 

Although the dance partners at the banquet could be freely chosen, Li Ying did not take Qiao Han into consideration, and it was obvious she did not just want to dance with Leng Feng.

Qiao Han inexplicably stared at Li Ying who showed off a curvy, sultry figure, and then turned to Leng Feng.

She wondered how he would react?

There were several sisters who were close to Li Ying on the surrounding dining table. They were all from prestigious families in Songxi City. They were also invited to the banquet. They knew that Li Ying had been secretly in love with Leng Feng, and they turned their heads to watch the good show.

“I don’t want to dance tonight, Miss Li should find another dance partner.” Leng Feng raised his eyes and glanced at Li Ying, and then the gentleman rejected her indifferently.

“…” It was the first time that Li Ying was rejected by a man, and the rejection was so thorough that she felt resentful in her heart, but for the sake of saving face, she did not show it. She just nodded gracefully and left saying, “Then I will not disturb Major General Leng.”

Qiao Han gave a sigh of relief as she swept a glance at Li Ying who was walking away gracefully with high heels.

She thought that Leng Feng would deliberately agree to dance with Li Ying in order to anger her, but fortunately he didn’t.

Otherwise, the socialites who were waiting to watch the show would have laughed at her, and that Li Ying, if she danced with Leng Feng tonight, there was no telling what she would do in the future.

Thinking of this, Qiao Han suddenly felt that one of the advantages of Leng Feng was his principles, which made her feel at ease.

At the same time, she could also understand why he was still upset about her friendship with Ye Lihai.

He had always stuck to his principles, so there was no room for any ambiguity in his eyes.

 

“You haven’t eaten anything, do you have no appetite?” Qiao Han suddenly felt better and took the initiative to be concerned about him.

Leng Feng looked at her in surprise, but before he could speak, his confidant quickly walked to his side and said, “Major General, there’s a call from the Leng Mansion.” 

With that, the confidant raised his hand and gestured to the bar in front of the wine cabinet in the distance.

There’s a call from the Leng residence at this time? What was the matter?

“I’ll get the phone first.” Leng Feng said to Qiao Han, got up and walked towards the bar.

“Hello?” Leng Feng picked up the receiver and looked at Qiao Han, who was sitting in the distance. At this time, the lights of the banquet hall were gathered on the central dance floor, and the dining area where she was located was so dimly lit that he could hardly even see her face. He could only rely on the bright-colored dress she wore tonight to locate her figure.

There was no sound on the other end of the phone, so Leng Feng asked again, but there was still no response. Just as he was about to hang up, a gunshot rang out——

 

“Bang——” 

“Ah——”

“Ah!”

“Bang—— —”

“Bang —”

 

Several deafening gunshots rang out, accompanied by the screams of the banquet guests, and the entire banquet hall was in chaos, with the sound of glasses and bowls shattering, and the cluttered footsteps of people fleeing in panic. .

Qiao Han, who was in his sight, had long been lost in the panic crowd. Leng Feng pulled out the gun from his waist and loaded it almost as soon as the first gunshot sounded, and ran against the wall towards the dining area calling Qiao Han’s name. His confidant immediately drew his gun and followed him.

 

“Bang bang bang—”

Several bullets flew towards Leng Feng, but none of them hit him. He raised his hand and fired a few shots in the direction where the bullets came, and continued to push aside the crowd to look for Qiao Han.

The fleeing guests dispersed, and several people who were shot lay down on the dance floor and in the dining area. When he saw the familiar figure he had been looking for on the ground, she was unconscious. There was a bright red flower gradually blooming between her chest and abdomen. Leng Feng’s pupils shrank, and a heartbreaking roar rang through the banquet hall, “Qiao Han—”