301. Chapter 301 You are a soldier and he is a thief 4
Wherever the two men went, everyone shouted in unison, "General, Master An."
Anjo slowly walked forward.
Xiang Yutian was arrogant and unruly, without any sense of oppression. He stared coldly at An Cheng, who was walking forward, and raised his lips mockingly, "Damn blind man, you are going to hit me."
"..."
Ancheng stood silently, his face a little pale.
"AN's master is actually blind. It doesn't seem very honorable to fight with a disabled person." Xiang Yutian sneered with a sarcastic look.
His hands were cuffed behind his back.
But still arrogant.
"Xiang Yutian, the one who is lying on the ground now and can't get up is not me, Ancheng."
Ancheng's expression was hesitant, and his gentle voice suddenly carried a strong sense of provocation.
Xiang Yutian's mocking face suddenly changed, becoming gloomy and unpredictable.
It was like someone suddenly fired a gun.
The whole hall was filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke.
"Damn blind man, don't you naively think that you have defeated me?" Xiang Yutian's eyes were sinister and his voice was bone-chilling.
These two men, after fighting to this point, still want to continue fighting.
Jiang Weiwei looked on, his throat choking.
Hearing Fang, An Cheng's expression turned a bit grim. After a few seconds of silence, he slowly spoke, "Xiang Yutian, do you think the court will sentence you to life imprisonment or death?"
An understatement.
It establishes his victor's attitude.
"..."
Xiang Yutian's face turned completely dark, his eyes were full of anger, and his teeth were clenched tightly.
"Xiang Yutian, you have nothing left."
Anjo said.
"What kind of victory can a man who takes advantage of a woman's disability have in front of me, Xiang Yutian?" Xiang Yutian sneered.
"Take people away."
Ancheng's face became paler, his eyes looked straight ahead, and he turned sideways.
Several armed policemen escorted Xiang Yutian forward.
"Get out!" Xiang Yutian glared at them coldly, "How dare you touch me?"
"..."
Inexplicably, the armed policemen were frightened by Xiang Yutian's sharp and horrified eyes and involuntarily took a step back.
Xiang Yutian raised his eyes and looked in Jiang's only direction.
She stood next to a flower stand, where the only purple rose that had not been destroyed remained, blooming beautifully.
Jiang Weiwei stood and looked at him with red eyes.
There was reluctance in her eyes.
Enough.
Xiang Yutian's chest was filled, and he showed her a most charming smile, staring at her deeply...
Less than ten seconds.
He turned around and walked towards the revolving door.
The armed policemen seemed to have become his followers.
"Xiang Yutian..."
Jiang Weiwei murmured in a low voice and chased after him without thinking.
Halfway out, her wrist was grabbed.
"Youyi, don't go." An Cheng grabbed her wrist forcefully.
"Let go——"
Jiang Weiyi struggled excitedly, Ancheng simply hugged her from behind, took her struggling arms and body into his arms, and hugged her tightly, "Calm down, Weiyi, I know it's hard for you to accept, but don't
Forget, you are a soldier and he is a thief."
"..."
The heart feels like being pricked by a thorn, and the pain is sharp.
She didn't want anyone to remind her.
She just wants to be crazy once without being sober...
Jiang Weiwei was struggling in Ancheng's arms. Ancheng was injured, and her struggle caused injuries. He frowned in pain and groaned, "Uh..."
Despite this, he still refused to let go.
Seeing him like this, Jiang Weiwei's struggle gradually became smaller. Wherever the two of them went, everyone shouted in unison, "General, Master An."
Anjo slowly walked forward.
Xiang Yutian was arrogant and unruly, without any sense of oppression. He stared coldly at An Cheng, who was walking forward, and raised his lips mockingly, "Damn blind man, you are going to hit me."
"..."
Ancheng stood silently, his face a little pale.
"AN's master is actually blind. It doesn't seem very honorable to fight with a disabled person." Xiang Yutian sneered with a sarcastic look.
His hands were cuffed behind his back.
But still arrogant.
"Xiang Yutian, the one who is lying on the ground now and can't get up is not me, Ancheng."
Ancheng's expression was hesitant, and his gentle voice suddenly carried a strong sense of provocation.
Xiang Yutian's mocking face suddenly changed, becoming gloomy and unpredictable.
It was like someone suddenly fired a gun.
The whole hall was filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke.
"Damn blind man, don't you naively think that you have defeated me?" Xiang Yutian's eyes were sinister and his voice was bone-chilling.
These two men, after fighting to this point, still want to continue fighting.
Jiang Weiwei looked on, his throat choking.
Hearing Fang, An Cheng's expression turned a bit grim. After a few seconds of silence, he slowly spoke, "Xiang Yutian, do you think the court will sentence you to life imprisonment or death?"
An understatement.
It establishes his victor's attitude.
"..."
Xiang Yutian's face turned completely dark, his eyes were full of anger, and his teeth were clenched tightly.
"Xiang Yutian, you have nothing left."
Anjo said.
"What kind of victory can a man who takes advantage of a woman's disability have in front of me, Xiang Yutian?" Xiang Yutian sneered.
"Take people away."
Ancheng's face became paler, his eyes looked straight ahead, and he turned sideways.
Several armed policemen escorted Xiang Yutian forward.
"Get out!" Xiang Yutian glared at them coldly, "How dare you touch me?"
"..."
Inexplicably, the armed policemen were frightened by Xiang Yutian's sharp and horrified eyes and involuntarily took a step back.
Xiang Yutian raised his eyes and looked in Jiang's only direction.
She stood next to a flower stand, where the only purple rose that had not been destroyed remained, blooming beautifully.
Jiang Weiwei stood and looked at him with red eyes.
There was reluctance in her eyes.
Enough.
Xiang Yutian's chest was filled, and he showed her a most charming smile, staring at her deeply...
Less than ten seconds.
He turned around and walked towards the revolving door.
The armed policemen seemed to have become his followers.
"Xiang Yutian..."
Jiang Weiwei murmured in a low voice and chased after him without thinking.
Halfway out, her wrist was grabbed.
"Youyi, don't go." An Cheng grabbed her wrist forcefully.
"Let go——"
Jiang Weiyi struggled excitedly, Ancheng simply hugged her from behind, took her struggling arms and body into his arms, and hugged her tightly, "Calm down, Weiyi, I know it's hard for you to accept, but don't
Forget, you are a soldier and he is a thief."
"..."
The heart feels like being pricked by a thorn, and the pain is sharp.
She didn't want anyone to remind her.
She just wants to be crazy once without being sober...
Jiang Weiwei was struggling in Ancheng's arms. Ancheng was injured, and her struggle caused injuries. He frowned in pain and groaned, "Uh..."
Despite this, he still refused to let go.
Seeing him like this, Jiang Weiwei's struggle gradually became smaller.