The footsteps that were getting closer and closer finally stopped. One of the men with guns poked his head into the alley, and then whistled loudly.
Xinhan heard a sneer, "It turns out it's a couple of dogs and a man fighting in the wild. Damn it, I want to find a woman to warm myself up, what a damn weather it is!"
"Let's go and catch him. You don't have as many women as you want!"
Another man took steps coldly, and then, the sound of footsteps started again, but became farther and farther... farther and farther...
In the whole world, only the most primitive breathing sounds of men and women are left, getting heavier and heavier... getting faster and faster... until they fly high into the clouds... then fall, and rise again... fall again, and continue to rise...
So over and over again...until the whole world suddenly stops...[
I don’t know how long it has been...
Heavy snow covered Xin's messy hair, and the whole world was decorated with silver. When she woke up, everything was like a lifetime ago. She wanted to think of it as a nightmare, but a black stripe flashed slightly around her neck.
The agate pendant can't be pulled off, it just can't be pulled off. Where did it come from? Why is it so dazzling? No, to be more precise, it pierces the heart...
City A, somewhere in a wealthy area, No. 521 Yinghua Road.
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The moment he pulled out the sharp knife, Shi Feiyan took a sharp breath.
He leaned weakly on the sofa in the living room, without turning on the light, and treated the wound on his left chest in the dark.
Blood continued to gush out, but there was a faint sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth.
I think of him as a dignified leader of the underworld. He occasionally left his younger brother to go out to do business alone, but his boat capsized in the gutter. If this happened, he would probably be treated as a laughing stock by the people in the street.
After observing for a long time, all the villas were brightly lit. Only No. 521 was not popular, so he climbed over the wall and came in as his temporary refuge.
He must get treatment as soon as possible, otherwise the bleeding will not stop and it may kill him.
"No. 521 Yinghua Road. Bring Hong Wu here." He took the landline in the living room and gave the order, then hung up.
Short and cold!
The injury to his chest doubled his body's fatigue. He leaned on the sofa and took a nap, but his mind was spinning rapidly.
Was what happened today an accident? Or did someone betray him?