Seeing her seriously injured and falling to the ground, Luo Xichen's anxiety and anger exploded with huge potential deep in her body. With a "bang", she broke away from the rope completely, and the old wounds on her arms were rubbed until they were dripping with blood.
There are also red marks on my arms.
He rushed towards the sack where Wan Qing had fallen, and held her seriously injured body in his arms. When he saw blood coughing out from her mouth, Luo Xichen knew that the broken shoulder blade must be
It hit the lobe of the lung.
"Wan Qing... Wan Qing..." He kept calling her, his voice full of fear, like the whispers between lovers.
If the broken bone penetrates the lungs, over time, breathing will be suppressed, the trachea will be filled with blood, and the patient will suffocate to death.
Luo Xichen's hands were shaking constantly. He had never been so panicked before. The unspeakable fear was like a dead darkness, covering his soul.
"I...it's okay...ahem..." Su Wanqing grabbed Luo Xichen's hand and coughed out a large mouthful of blood. She was out of breath and panted desperately, breathing increasingly thinner.
Air.
Luo Xichen was so stimulated by the dazzling blood that he completely lost his mind. It was bright red, and his whole world turned bright red.
He slowly stood up, picked up a steel rod from the floor of the warehouse, and walked towards Caesar and the man in black.
Because his tongue and the back of his head were injured, Caesar howled in pain and ordered in an unclear voice: "Kill them!"
Although Luo Xichen was injured, he had transformed into a god of death at this moment, holding a steel rod in his hand, and his ice-blue eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes.
Su Wanqing was in so much pain that she couldn't speak. She was breathing hard, coughing from time to time, and her vision gradually became blurred.
In the hazy state, she saw Luo Xichen fighting crazily with the group of people, one person picking off more than a dozen people, not afraid of their knives and sticks, and rushing forward desperately.
The way he looked, it was like he was going to die together.
Luo Xichen is like a lifeless devil, fighting with those men in black. He is so ferocious and fierce. The knife is stuck in his body. Don't be afraid. He will continue to beat you until you break your hands and bones, and then break them again.
The men in black fell down one after another, and in the end, only Caesar was left with a look of fear on his face. He murmured and begged for mercy: "Don't kill me, don't kill me!"
As if Luo Xichen didn't hear it, he raised the bloody steel rod, aimed it at Xize's hands and feet, and hit it hard, inch by inch, especially since he had just touched Wan Qing's hand, and he hit it no less than a few times in total.
Ten times.
Seeing Caesar's screams and his horrified expression, Luo Xichen felt an inexplicable surge of pleasure in his heart.
His eyes were red with blood, and he had completely forgotten that Su Wanqing's body was in critical condition at the moment, and time waited for no one.
In fact, compared to Wan Qing, the injuries on his body were even more terrifying. In addition to the old wounds on his arms from last night, a stab in the abdomen and a stab in the back, both of which were quite deep, plus countless punches and kicks, if it weren't for his
The hatred in his heart made him collapse long ago.
The men in black everywhere were dead and wounded, and the Caesar Dawson in front of him had his hands and feet completely shattered and fractured.
At this moment, two more men in black jumped out of the door, dragging Xize, who had already been frightened to pee, and ran out the door quickly.