Nangong Han's sharp eyes were fixed on the expression on his face. If he knew Chu Zhanjin, he wouldn't need to look so carefully. If he was taking the blame for Chu Zhanjin, he should reject the idea of knowing him.
Does he really not know Chu Zhanjin?
All of Patrick's children are dead, leaving only Ji Zhanxuan, the illegitimate son. In order to preserve the boss's bloodline, his subordinates are naturally willing to take the blame for him. He has only had contact with Ji Zhanxuan, and of course does not know Chu Zhanjin.
Nangong Han curled his thin lips, raised an evil sneer, raised the sharp knife, the cold metal shone with sound, and inserted it directly into his shoulder, causing flowers to gush out.
"Ah..." The man screamed in pain.
Xiang Yimo frowned and turned around silently, unwilling to see such a cruel and bloody scene.
It was she who suggested that Chu Zhanjin blame others for this matter. She knew clearly that this person was innocent, but she could not defend him. She indirectly became the executioner and framed an innocent person. She lowered her head.
She tilted her head and looked at her slender green-white fingers. At this moment, she felt that they were covered with blood.
"Take it!" Nangong Han walked up to her at some point and suddenly put a sharp knife in her hand. The blade was stained with thick blood and fell drop by drop along the tip.
"Ah!" Xiang Yimo screamed, as if he was electrocuted, his hand suddenly shook, and the knife fell to the ground.
Nangong Han pursed his sharp thin lips, showing a trace of displeasure. He kicked the sharp knife on the ground with his shiny leather shoes, and the knife flew up in the air. He grabbed it casually, "I will give you a chance to prove your understanding now.
Go and kill him. It means that he deserves it and deserves to die. Chu Zhanjin has nothing to do with this matter! If you can't do it, it means that you know that this matter has nothing to do with him and you don't want to kill him.
An innocent life!"
The bloodthirsty and cold knife was held up in front of Xiang Yimo. Her eyes were so frightened that her face was as pale as paper. Her whole body was trembling slightly and she backed away, muttering, "Don't force me, don't force me to kill..."
Nangong Han stepped forward and grabbed her wrist, "Why, you can't do it? Or is it because you know that he has nothing to do with this matter!"
"You are a murderous demon, but I am not!"
"Yes! I am a devil, so I want you to go to hell with me!" Nangong Han put the knife into her hand, held her hands tightly from behind, and dragged her step by step towards Patrick's men...
Xiang Yimo struggled hard, but her whole body was weak and there was a huge gap in strength between her and his, so she couldn't break free. Her hands were tightly grasped by him, as if her bones were about to be crushed. The sharp knife in her hand trembled violently, and tears filled her eyes quietly.
Eye socket,.
"Master! Killing him is easy, don't embarrass Madam!" Butler He frowned, he couldn't stand it any longer, and spoke out to persuade.
Nangong Han glanced at him with a sharp look, and Butler He pursed his lips in a depressed manner, remaining as silent as a cicada, not daring to say anything.
The sharp blade was pressed against the man's heart. Nangong Han's strong body was pressed against Xiang Yimo's back. He leaned over and blew his hot breath into her ears, "As long as you go down with the knife and stab it straight into the heart,
He will die immediately!"
Xiang Yimo's back was chilled, and she shook her head in despair, her long eyelashes covered with moisture, "Please, don't force me, I don't want to kill anyone, and I don't want to kill anyone..." Her breath became weaker and weaker,
It seemed like he would faint in the next second.
Nangong Han held her hand tightly and suddenly exerted force——
"The dignified chief of the Bonanna Group actually forced a weak woman here. If word spreads, will it be embarrassing?"
The low and hoarse voice was full of difficulty. Why did Chu Zhanjin appear here?
Nangong Han suddenly stopped, and the blade only cut his clothes. As soon as he let go, Xiang Yimo's hands trembled involuntarily, and "pop!" The knife immediately fell to the ground.
"Mr. Chu, you are so happy that you are actually interested in visiting the dungeon." Nangong Han picked up the towel handed by Butler He, wiped the blood on his hands gracefully, and turned around slowly.
"Master, I'm sorry, we didn't keep an eye on him!"
More than a dozen members of the Bonanna Family Guards surrounded Chu Zhanjin. He went there alone, his face pale, his hands covering his stomach. He seemed to be struggling to even stand, and his whole body was shaky.
Xiang Yimo, whose eyes were filled with tears, stared at him with confusion on his face.
Chu Zhanjin was so seriously injured, why did he come here?
"I heard that Mr. Nangong was ambushed yesterday. I came to check on you. It seems that you are fine!" Chu Zhanjin's tone was steady, and every sentence and every word was spoken with great difficulty. A fine layer of blood oozed from his forehead.
The beads of sweat moistened the temples.
Nangong's cold and stern face showed a hint of surprise, "Are you injured?"
"The day before yesterday, I met some disobedient gangsters, had a fight, and accidentally took a bullet! I know that because of what happened last time, you may suspect that I did it, so I came here to explain it to you.
Now it seems that you have caught the murderer, I wasted no time!" Chu Zhanjin endured the severe pain with all his strength, his white lips trembled slightly, and a trace of bright red seeped out from his fingers...
The tears accumulated in her eyes fell silently. Xiang Yimo knew that he came here not to clarify for herself, but to help her.
Nangong Han was suspicious by nature, and he did this to eliminate his doubts about Xiang Yimo.
"When did you get hurt?"
"The morning before yesterday!" Chu Zhanjin said without thinking.
He can even arrange the scapegoat perfectly, so a group fight is of course nothing to him.
Nangong Han frowned and thought deeply. The morning before yesterday happened to be the time when Nangong Han was attacked on the winding mountain road, but he was fighting and suffered such serious injuries. So, the blurry figure he saw in the cave was definitely not him.
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"What, you don't believe it? I have arrested those little gangsters. Do you want to go and visit them?"
"No need!" Nangong Han's eyes were dark, and his emotions at the moment could not be seen at all.
Chu Zhanjin's body swayed slightly, and bright red blood trickled down his fingertips. "From now on, Mr. Nangong should be more careful when going out."