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Of course Lu Jun didn't want to die, who would want to die if he could live?
It was clear that the young couple had just begun to look forward to their lives, but their sudden illness plunged them into despair.
If he could live, why would he die?
The young man's words had already moved him. Even if the other party really deceived him, he still wanted to seize this only hope.
His wife's shouting made him no longer hesitate. He wiped his tears and agreed: "Lian Tao, don't be angry. I'll be down soon."
After hearing Lu Jun's words, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, then quickly approached him and slowly pulled him back.
Qian Yan stopped following him and stood at his original position, suddenly feeling much empty around him.
The young man who just spoke didn't follow him, so he just waited aside. Previously, she followed him based on her feeling. When she saw this young man, she understood why. This time, the prime minister actually chose the identity of a terminally ill patient. Logically speaking, from the other party's
Judging from the performance, I may have a lot of regrets.
I don't see anything that I am particularly unwilling to do so far.
Spending souls is not to summon the prime minister to help cure the disease, right? She thinks this possibility is very small.
It can be seen from the other party's mobile phone that he is not a wealthy person, and the money in his hand is probably a little more than 600,000, so it cannot be a spending task.
Over there, Lu Jun was surrounded by people. His wife, Feng Liantao, the woman who cried just now, hugged him when he was helped down. Now, the couple cried together.
group.
There were many people wiping away tears around them, and even if they didn't cry, their eyes would still be a little red.
The young man standing not far from Qianyan put his hands in his pockets and watched all this happen with a gentle smile on his pale face.
At this moment, Qian Yan heard the sound of rapid footsteps, followed by a figure rushing towards the young man's position from the door. Qian Yan vaguely saw a cold light, and then a man's vicious voice came out: "You
Why didn't you show up earlier? If you had showed up earlier, my son wouldn't have to die. My son can't live, and neither can anyone else.
Live, go to hell!"
Everyone screamed and tried to stop him but were too late. They could only watch helplessly as the man's knife slashed towards the young man's neck.
Seeing that he was about to succeed, the man showed a crazy smile.
However, the bloody scene did not appear. A white hand grabbed the man's wrist. No matter how hard he tried, he could not cut the young man's neck with the knife.
Qian Yan pulled the man away a little, and casually folded the man's wrist. The man let go with pain, and the fruit knife fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
The security personnel also came over and pushed the man to the ground.
The other onlookers felt angry when they thought of the man's shouting. They gathered around and punched and kicked the man.
The security personnel shouted to everyone to calm down, but in the end they had no choice but to be squeezed out.
"There are too many people. It seems we can't squeeze in. Call the police."
"Well, we can only call the police. We really can't control this situation."
Qian Yan heard the words of the two security guards, took a look at their tall figures, and finally moved his eyes to the young man.
Now they were standing together, and there were people surrounding them. Lu Jun was pushed over, and Feng Liantao was in the crowd. Qian Yan could vaguely see the other party grabbing the man who had just attacked the young man.
This chapter has been completed!