PDLP Chapter 449: Breaking Up in Shura Field (37)
Chapter 449: Breaking Up in Shura Field (37)
Qi Yan covered her legs and curled up on the ground. It was as if countless needles were pricking her lower limbs, making her almost unbearable. The wounds were burning with pain. Her lips trembled and she wanted to make a sound, but nothing happened. He couldn't speak, he could only moan in pain.
Song Zhennian put down the gun, walked to her side, and squatted down, his face still full of affection: "I don't want to do this to you, but you forced me to do this."
Her vision was blurred by the pain, and all her attention was focused on the wound.
"Does it hurt?" Song Zhennian pressed his hand on the bullet wound with a slight pressure. The blood from the wound gurgled out and stained the floor red.
Her body twitched in pain and she was speechless.
"As long as you are obedient, I will find a doctor to heal your legs, but if you still want to break up, I will break them so that you can only rely on a wheelchair for the rest of your life and cannot go anywhere. Do you understand?"
"You..." She gritted her teeth and cursed: "Beast."
Song Zhenqing laughed, wiped the blood from her hands on her clothes, stood up and contacted the doctor.
Qi Yan was confused. She was unconscious due to excessive blood loss. She had the impression that a doctor came to operate on her and remove the bullet from her leg.
Song Zhennian seemed to have said something else in the middle of the conversation, probably about marriage, but she didn't listen to a word of it. He would never want to marry her in this life.
At night, Song Zhennian slept on her pillow.
The night in the suburbs is quiet and peaceful, and the moonlight shines into the bedroom through the window, as if covering the entire room with a layer of silver gauze.
Qi Yan was lying on the bed, looking at the moon outside through the window. When she took out the bullet today, she fell asleep for a while due to the anesthetic. She didn't feel sleepy at the moment, but for some reason, her eyelids became heavier and heavier, and she fell asleep with her eyes closed.
Suddenly, a pungent smell lingered on the tip of his nose.
Qi Yan's little face wrinkled together, she opened her eyes drowsily and saw a tall figure beside the bed.
The man wore a hood and a black mask on his face, revealing a pair of sharp eagle eyes.
Qi Yan subconsciously looked at Song Zhennian, who was breathing steadily and was obviously sleeping deeply.
"Is this what you said?" Shibian frowned, his eyes falling on her legs.
The girl's legs were wrapped in thick gauze, soaked in blood, which was particularly dazzling under her fair skin.
"It's okay." Qi Yan smiled.
She didn't expect that Ten Blades could come over so quickly.
Qi Yan made a game.
On the night when she promised Jing Rang that she would break up with Song Zhennian, she contacted Shi Ren and told him that she had been threatened by Song Zhennian and that something might happen to her.
Shi Ren had previously promised that if she was harmed, he would come and kill Song Zhennian. Isn't this the killer who came to her door?
She knew that breaking up would irritate Song Zhennian, but she still did it. Only in this way would he hurt her, and when Shiblade came to save her, she could make the next plan.
She was going to use this opportunity to bring the world to an end.
Jing Rang installed positioning on her mobile phone and shared the location information with Shi Ren so that Shi Ren could find her quickly.
He lived up to her expectations, not only on time but also very efficient.
Looking at her cunning eyes, the Ten-blade Adam's apple rolled: "You are still like this after being injured."
"What? Is it possible that I'm still crying?" She sniffed and sneezed, "Is this the same method as last time?"
"Yeah." Juren took out the bottle.
"Show me." She took the bottle from his hand, moved it to the side and smelled it. The smell was indeed more disgusting when she was sober.
She immediately moved the bottle aside and turned to breathe in the fresh air.
The mouth of the bottle was pointed in the direction of Song Zhennian.
Song Zhennian's eyelashes trembled.
Qi Yan glanced at Song Zhennian and returned the bottle to Shiren: "Let's go,"
Ten-blade sharp eyes stared at Song Zhennian, and he swung a folding dagger from his wrist: "I'll kill him first."
"Better say goodbye." She stopped him: "If he dies, I will be wanted. How should I explain to the police?"
After hearing this, Ten Blades reluctantly sheathed the knife, leaned over to pick her up, and jumped up to the window easily. She let out a small exclamation, it was the first time someone jumped out of the window with her in his arms, and it felt strange.
Ten Blades' muscles are well developed from years of training, and he feels particularly secure when held in his arms.
Behind him, Song Zhennian slowly opened his eyes on the bed.
This conversation unexpectedly coincided with the previous one. He touched his side, but found no one, and subconsciously looked at the window.
His woman was holding another man's neck, looking into his eyes.
Song Zhennian was shocked at first, and then turned blue. It turned out that the time he was at her house was not a dream or an auditory hallucination. She was really stealing people behind his back. His intuition was not wrong!
Even if he discovered her, she did not panic at all. Instead, she smiled provocatively at him and even rubbed her head against the man's neck.
Betrayal was something he hated so much that he could never accept it.
Without saying a word, he took out his gun, loaded the bullet, and shot her between the eyebrows.
She should die for belittling this relationship.
The bullets shot out quickly, mixed with the strong smell of gunpowder.
Qi Yan knew that the bullet was aimed at her, but she still pushed the Shiblade and shouted: "Be careful!"
Shiblade has been training for many years and is very familiar with the sound of gunshots. If it were him, he could easily avoid it, but he was holding Qi Yan, his movement was restricted, and he was at the window, so he could only roll down.
He tightly protected the girl in his arms and fell into the courtyard. In order to prevent her from hitting her head, he deliberately protected her head with his hands.
But he touched blood.
His eyes widened and he looked at his hands in disbelief. His fingers were covered with blood, and under the moonlight, he saw that the center of the girl's head was penetrated by a bullet.
At that moment, Juren felt that his heartbeat had stopped. He once thought that he was a person without fear, but now his legs were weak, and panic and fear swept through his body.
"Qi Yan? Qi Yan..."
He tried calling her name, but the girl's eyes were open, staring straight ahead, into the void.
How could it be, how could it be possible?
Shiblade's body began to tremble, and he quickly calmed down. After carefully placing her on the ground, he swung the dagger from his wrist and turned back the way he came. The sharp blade shone coldly in the moonlight.
He wants to make him pay with his life!
I'm sorry that the girl he loves is about to see his worst side.
Under the moonlit night, the ten blades, which were almost integrated into the darkness, transformed into demons crawling up from hell, climbing over the window at extremely fast speeds.
Song Zhennian saw him turning back and fired again.
Shibian easily dodged the bullet, rushed to the bed, and kicked the silver gun away from Song Zhennian's hand.
Song Zhennian, who had lost his gun, had no fighting ability. He could not be the opponent of Ten Blades. Facing the tall figure approaching step by step, Song Zhennian tried to stay calm and tried to propose an exchange of interests: "Make a price."
"priceless."
The voice was extremely low and cold, with a bloodthirsty tone.