With an arrow on the string, it's hard to get off the tiger.
The meaning of these two idioms is that some things have reached a certain point and are no longer under your own will.
No matter how much you regret or sigh in your heart, you must go on, and you must look willing to do so.
Ni Zhen is in this state now. First, he doesn't want A Xiang to lose an arm. This guy will definitely be able to do many, many things for himself in the future; second, if A Xiang cannot bear the pressure at a critical moment, he must confess to Feng Bo
What to do with everything?
But with an arrow on the string, it's hard to get off the tiger.[
Ni Zhen walked to the safe and took out one million in cash. Feng Bo smiled. No one would cry after seeing the money; even if some people cried, they were actually laughing secretly in their hearts.
Ni Zhen didn't even dare to look at A Xiang. He didn't know how to face this young man. But with his current status, he had to look at him, and he had to look at him with a vicious and gloomy expression. So he raised his head again, and then looked at
When it came to Axiang's trembling and frightened appearance, he didn't even know if Axiang was pretending or was it a real reaction?
When he saw Qian, Feng Bo no longer hesitated or talked nonsense, and rushed towards Ah Xiang like lightning. In Feng Bo's hand, he held an extremely powerful cleaver, which was the weapon that made him famous after being in the underworld for many years.
I don’t know how many people’s blood I drank.
In front of him, Ah Xiang was just a lamb on the chopping block.
At that moment, Ni Zhen closed his eyes. A scream sounded, and then Feng Bo's voice came: "Mr. Ni, we can go." Ni Zhen opened his eyes and saw Axiang lying on the ground, his body shrinking in pain.
It was in a ball, with a severed arm next to it, and blood splattered on the floor, which looked shocking.
From beginning to end, Axiang didn't say a word. He didn't beg for mercy or betray. He proved his loyalty with practical actions.
Feng Bo walked out of the door, and Ni Zhen followed him without even looking back.
When everything returned to calm, Axiang stood up, tremblingly picked up his severed arm, and rushed out the door!
If he ran to the hospital now, he might still have time to pick her up, but he couldn't! There were more important things waiting for him to do!
He just hoped that he could act quickly enough and go to the hospital in time! He rushed to the road, and even the taxi was nowhere to be seen in the middle of the night, but he couldn't wait for a moment. He carried his broken arm and endured it.
In severe pain and bleeding, he ran on the streets of Xinxiang City.