A curtain of rain fell from the sky, dancing with the biting wind.
Xiang Yimo sat in the car, huddled in the corner, hugging her legs, trembling...
It was the first time she had seen such a tragic and bloody scene with her own eyes, and it was hard to accept. It seemed that the thick smell of gunpowder smoke was still surrounding her, and the images of blood and flesh splattering kept reappearing in her mind, making her stomach churn.
, nauseated and wanting to vomit.
She had no connection with this violent and cruel circle, and could not adapt to such a bloody battle.
Nangong Han sat opposite her, leaning on the leather seat with his back, his posture was lazy, as if he had just gone to relax in the wild, and he was in a comfortable mood. His eyes glanced at Xiang Yimo lightly, and his hand slowly reached out to her
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Xiang Yimo was highly nervous. When he saw his hand, he trembled suddenly and looked at him warily, "What are you doing?"
"Give me back the pistol!"
Xiang Yimo pouted and muttered, "Cheapskate!" He took out his pistol, ignored his hand raised in the air, and threw it at his face!
"Do you need to be generous to a thief?" Nangong Han reached out and caught him firmly, "Tell me, how should I punish you?"
"If you want to kill or behead me, please do as you please!" Xiang Yimo turned his head out of the window. The drizzle had already moistened the road surface, and small pools of water formed on it. The raindrops fell and stirred up circles of water ripples.
"It's too easy to kill people..." Nangong Han saw that she had no reaction. Who is not afraid of life and death? Could it be that she had already ignored life and death, or was she just pretending? Just continue to scare her, "The difficult thing is how to do it.
Torture you until you are half alive?"
"Yes!" Xiang Yimo responded lightly. She was still immersed in fear, her chaotic heartbeat had not calmed down, and her heart kept trembling. How could she still have the energy to deal with him.
"squeak--"
The car suddenly braked suddenly, and the tires made a screeching sound as they rubbed against the ground.
"What's going on?" Nangong Han's voice was low, not angry but powerful.
"Master, there is a row of iron nails on the road ahead!" the driver answered him tremblingly.
Nangong Han frowned, "Quick! Back off!"
After receiving the order, the driver immediately shifted into reverse gear, stepped on the accelerator, and quickly moved backward——
"boom--"
Just in front of the car, a bomb exploded and the flames were dazzling.
"Get down!"
Nangong Han saw Xiang Yimo sitting at the window and was indifferent. He took her into his arms and smashed the car glass with such force that he pushed the car backwards.
Broken glass beads fell on Nangong Han's back, and some of the sharp broken glass pierced directly into his flesh and blood. He suddenly raised his head, his eyes tightened, a cold light shot out, and he picked up the pistol in his hand.
"You..." Xiang Yimo stared blankly at Nangong Han. She really couldn't see through him. He said he wished she would die, but why did he have to save her several times?
"Don't think so wildly!" Nangong Han's mouth was still vicious, "Your face is enough to affect the appearance of the city. If you lose your face again, wouldn't it scare people to death if you go out in the middle of the night?"
Xiang Yimo snorted angrily, knowing that he was not so kind, "What affects the appearance of the city? I am just a flower in the night, how can it be ugly?"
"Going to the Night Color to pole dance is something to be proud of, right?"
"At least you can't!"
Butler He, who was sitting in the passenger seat, sighed leisurely. What time had it been? The two couples were still in the mood to flirt. He mustered up the courage and interjected, "Master, several of our cars are missing."
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"Got it!" Nangong Han looked back and found no sign of those cars, but he didn't show the slightest panic, "Inform Mr. He to come for support!"
He thought with his toes and knew that Chu Zhanjin did all this.
Butler He immediately called, "Master, I told you, I'll be there in three minutes!"
The dense rain curtain became a natural barrier, and no one dared to act rashly.
Behind the lush bushes, a bright light flashed——
Nangong Han's eyes tightened, and he held Xiang Yimo's head with one hand, covering her ears. He held the pistol with the other hand, pointed it at the bush, and shot casually, "Bang!"
"Ah..." With a scream, the bush shook.
Nangong Han immediately fired at the surrounding bushes, giving Chu Zhanjin a warning first.
He just watched a bloody killing, and he still hasn't recovered yet, and now it's about to happen again. Xiang Yimo asked without ambition: "Do you, the underworld, treat prisoners preferentially?"
"Cough!" Butler He couldn't hold it in any longer and coughed lightly to hide his smile.
"Rape first and then kill!" Nangong Han answered her bluntly with a dark face.
The cold rain extinguished the bomb's fire, but it could not wash away the scorched marks on the ground.
"Turn around and leave quickly!"
The driver was very skilled, and with a flick of the tail, the car immediately adjusted itself and rushed out——
"Bang-bang-bang-"
Heavy bullets were fired from all directions.
The tire was shot, and it skidded towards the tree. The speed was too fast and the brakes could not be applied.
"Quickly jump out of the car!" As soon as he finished speaking, Nangong Han picked her up and jumped out. He turned over quickly, dodged the incoming bullets, and hid behind a tree.
Xiang Yimo held his neck tightly with both hands, and her heart almost jumped into her throat due to nervousness.
"Let go, I'm going to be strangled to death by you!"
"Your neck is too fragile." Xiang Yimo raised her head and caught a glimpse of a figure moving behind the trees. "Be careful!" She subconsciously blocked him with her body.
Nangong Han raised his hand and fired, and then there was the sound of flesh hitting the ground. His eyes stayed on Xiang Yimo's body.
"What are you looking at?" Xiang Yimo was frightened by what he saw.
"Nothing, get up!"
"Nangong Han, you fell into my hands today!" A pistol suddenly appeared from behind the tree and was pressed against Nangong Han's head.
Chu Zhanjin's face was filled with an evil smile, and his eyes were poisonous.
It was the first time that Xiang Yimo saw such a ruthless side of him. He felt so strange and terrifying, as if he was a completely different person.
Nangong Han smiled indifferently, his eyes moved down and fell on his hand, "You are happy too early." At some point, the pistol in his hand was pointed at Chu Zhanjin's heart...