The blue veins stormed, and looked at Yan Fengchi with cold heads: "Okay, you can deal with it, it's best to make me feel at ease."
But at the same time, he had already shot his ruthlessly at the base of his thigh.
"Bang--"
"ah----"
In the quiet basement, there is no unnecessary sound.
At this moment, everyone wanted to destroy this Lai Shizu.
Although he didn't hit the key point, it was enough for him to choke!
Yan Fengchi sighed secretly beside him. Gu Shaocheng threw the gun in his hand, quickly pulled out the Swiss army knife hanging on his body, cut the rope tied to him, then took off his coat, covering Huahua's body covered with whip marks.
When he put on his clothes, the iron-blooded man couldn't even choke his throat.
Her hand gently stroked Huahua's back and kept murmuring in his ears: "Huahua, it's okay, it's okay, I'm here, so be more awake..."
After shouting for a long time, Huahua saw the person in front of her in a daze. He responded in a vague way: "Brother? Brother, is it you?"
"Is it me? I'll take you out of here, it's okay!"
Huahua gritted her teeth tightly: "I knew you wouldn't let me have something to do."
At that time, he also said so, saying that still exists in his ears, memory and reality overlap.
"I seem to see a lot of blood..." He was afraid, he trembled, but he didn't even shed a tear. He always maintained a embarrassed pride. Huahua, who had always liked howling, did not let out a cry at this moment, but could not stop her weakness and uncomfortable suffocation.
"No blood, it's just hallucinations. Can you stand up?" Gu Shaocheng knew that the blood in his eyes was the blood of memory, not just Huahua. Gu Shaocheng also felt the same way. Looking at the blue and purple bruises in his heart, the memory of killing for the first time swept over like a tide.
However, those feelings could no longer pose any sense of threat to him.
Obviously, for Huahua, it is an indelible nightmare.
He grabbed his hand and tried twice, exhausted and could not stand up at all.
Gu Shaocheng squatted down and carried him on his back without hesitation.
At this time, Nan Baihao brought a few bodyguards in. Seeing the situation in the room, he quickly walked over to replace Gu Shaocheng: "Brother, let me carry it."
Gu Shaocheng lifted Huahua up hard, "No, I'll do it."
The moment when Gu Shaocheng was carrying him, Huahua's teeth kept trembling, putting his hands on his neck, and leaning his head on his shoulder. Tears finally fell down in a dead corner that others could not find. A nightmare tortured him for more than ten years. Only when he was carried by his elder brother, did he feel that the world was safe.
At that moment, the fear that had been suppressed for more than ten years was surging.
He suddenly bit Gu Shaocheng's left shoulder and bit him tightly, preventing himself from making a whimpering sound like a whimper in shame.
Gu Shaocheng felt a pain in his shoulders, his steps stopped, and the next second, he said nothing, and walked out of the dirty basement with big strides on his back.
Back in the car, Gu Shaocheng quickly took the blanket handed over by his subordinates and wrapped Huahua around. Huahua's dull eyes turned back to its vitality bit by bit. Looking at the elder brother who covered his whole body, his lips trembled: "Isn't I very embarrassed now and no longer flirting?"
Gu Shaocheng's eyes were congested: "It's still very sexy."
But a huge storm was brewing in his eyes. The blue veins stormed, and he looked at Yan Fengchi with a cold head: "Okay, you can deal with it, it's best to make me feel at ease."
But at the same time, he had already shot his ruthlessly at the base of his thigh.
"Bang--"
"ah----"
In the quiet basement, there is no unnecessary sound.
At this moment, everyone wanted to destroy this Lai Shizu.
Although he didn't hit the key point, it was enough for him to choke!
Yan Fengchi sighed secretly beside him. Gu Shaocheng threw the gun in his hand, quickly pulled out the Swiss army knife hanging on his body, cut the rope tied to him, then took off his coat, covering Huahua's body covered with whip marks.
When he put on his clothes, the iron-blooded man couldn't even choke his throat.
Her hand gently stroked Huahua's back and kept murmuring in his ears: "Huahua, it's okay, it's okay, I'm here, so be more awake..."
After shouting for a long time, Huahua saw the person in front of her in a daze. He responded in a vague way: "Brother? Brother, is it you?"
"Is it me? I'll take you out of here, it's okay!"
Huahua gritted her teeth tightly: "I knew you wouldn't let me have something to do."
At that time, he also said so, saying that still exists in his ears, memory and reality overlap.
"I seem to see a lot of blood..." He was afraid, he trembled, but he didn't even shed a tear. He always maintained a embarrassed pride. Huahua, who had always liked howling, did not let out a cry at this moment, but could not stop her weakness and uncomfortable suffocation.
"No blood, it's just hallucinations. Can you stand up?" Gu Shaocheng knew that the blood in his eyes was the blood of memory, not just Huahua. Gu Shaocheng also felt the same way. Looking at the blue and purple bruises in his heart, the memory of killing for the first time swept over like a tide.
However, those feelings could no longer pose any sense of threat to him.
Obviously, for Huahua, it is an indelible nightmare.
He grabbed his hand and tried twice, exhausted and could not stand up at all.
Gu Shaocheng squatted down and carried him on his back without hesitation.
At this time, Nan Baihao brought a few bodyguards in. Seeing the situation in the room, he quickly walked over to replace Gu Shaocheng: "Brother, let me carry it."
Gu Shaocheng lifted Huahua up hard, "No, I'll do it."
The moment when Gu Shaocheng was carrying him, Huahua's teeth kept trembling, putting his hands on his neck, and leaning his head on his shoulder. Tears finally fell down in a dead corner that others could not find. A nightmare tortured him for more than ten years. Only when he was carried by his elder brother, did he feel that the world was safe.
At that moment, the fear that had been suppressed for more than ten years was surging.
He suddenly bit Gu Shaocheng's left shoulder and bit him tightly, preventing himself from making a whimpering sound like a whimper in shame.
Gu Shaocheng felt a pain in his shoulders, his steps stopped, and the next second, he said nothing, and walked out of the dirty basement with big strides on his back.
Back in the car, Gu Shaocheng quickly took the blanket handed over by his subordinates and wrapped Huahua around. Huahua's dull eyes turned back to its vitality bit by bit. Looking at the elder brother who covered his whole body, his lips trembled: "Isn't I very embarrassed now and no longer flirting?"
Gu Shaocheng's eyes were congested: "It's still very sexy."