Yi Muyang really didn't want to live back. At this time, his mind was filled with fire. It was the fierce and deafening collision sound that Ding Zhi drove into when he drove his car, and the bloody appearance of Ding Zhi.
From the day he came back again, he had no intention of going back alive.
The moment Qian An pulled out his gun, he pounced on him. On the narrow driver's seat, Qian An was firmly restrained by him. Qian An's hand held the gun, but his body was controlled by Yi Muyang, and his wrist holding the gun He was also firmly fixed by Yi Muyang, and he was in a passive position, unable to move.
"You don't want to live, and that woman doesn't want to live either? I can't live, and neither can she."
Yi Muyang's muscles were tense all over his body. He couldn't be distracted at this moment. He had to wait until the police came.
Seeing that he couldn't be persuaded, Qian An began to struggle violently. His strength was no less than that of Yi Muyang. Originally, Yi Muyang was still suppressing him firmly, but now that he was flipped up, he could only concentrate on controlling his hand. gun.
As long as he is not careful, he will be shot in the chest, just like Song Song...
The sound of fighting in the distance seemed to have become quieter, and there were many footsteps coming from behind. I don't know if they were people from Qian'an or the police.
The footsteps were getting closer and closer. Qian An blinked anxiously and made a sound like a trapped animal. He pushed Yi Muyang away with all his strength. As soon as he said it, it was too late. The moment his gun met Yi Muyang, it was shot. Yi Muyang grabbed it and the gun fell to the ground outside the car, disappearing in the darkness.
The two of them struggled from the car to the exit. Yi Muyang's physical fitness was not as good as before, and Qian An was really ruthless. During the fight, he only hit Yi Muyang's vital parts.
At the end of the day, Yi Muyang was exhausted. His eyes were blurry and he couldn't see clearly, and his nose seemed to be collapsed. He was bleeding with warm blood. In the end, he just crawled on the ground, holding on to Qian An's footsteps. Don't let him go.
The head and back were kicked one by one by Qian An. The leather shoes he was wearing were like a knife. Every time he was kicked, it hurt like a thousand arrows, and his arm felt like it was broken. However, He can't let go.
Hold on for a little longer, hold on for a little longer, this is the voice in his heart, he must not let Qian An run away, this is the last chance.
In his mind, Song Song's face, Ding Zhi's face, and Ting Lan's face flashed through his mind. Every face made him unable to let go at this moment.
Until a few pairs of unfamiliar feet stopped next to him, and he seemed to see a beam of light. He let go, as if he was taken to the Paradise by that beam of light, and everything stopped and ended.
Shu Tinglan was in the two-story building, watching Yi Muyang's car leave, waiting uneasily. From day to night, she thought about all the good and bad consequences, and she couldn't help but tremble.
In the evening, the aunt who delivered food came to deliver food to her as usual, and she was silent as usual.
She asked: "Auntie, how long have you been working here?"
"Auntie, do you have a mobile phone?"
"Auntie, please talk to me."
Talk and let the time pass quickly, otherwise every minute and every second will be torture.
The aunt shook her head, remained silent, put down the food and left in a hurry. At night, she did not dare to sleep.