"Fu Xiaonian!" With a roar, Fu Xiaonian felt that his back was shaking. In a flash, Heechul had already turned over on top of her, protecting Fu Xiaonian under him.
The strength of the iron rod above was still unabated, but it hit Heechul's already scarred back. The dull sound of those iron rods hitting the flesh was like a knife cutting into Fu Xiaonian's heart.
Pieces of flesh and blood came out, "Heechul, what are you doing, what are you doing..." Fu Xiaonian weakly pushed the person above him, but his hands and feet couldn't use the strength, and his eyes were filled with blood.
There was no direction in sight, "Xiao Nian, don't worry, I... I won't... I won't let them hurt you..."
The sound of the iron rod falling on the flesh, accompanied by Heechul's angry voice, made Fu Xiaonian's tears suddenly roll down, "You fool, what are you still talking about now?
You fool, why are you doing this, you fool, you are the one being beaten now..." Fu Xiaonian choked and shouted, blood dripping from the top of his forehead and rolling from the corners of his eyes.
Tears poured into her mouth. The sour and sweet taste made Fu Xiaonian's stomach churn, but there was no feeling comparable to Heechul's protection of her body, the iron rod.
The sound of falling objects is clearer.
"Xiao Nian... don't worry, I, I won't... I won't let you get hurt..." Shangtou was angry.
If Yousi's voice poured into Fu Xiaonian's ears, she felt a cold salty liquid dripping down, sliding over her cold cheeks and seeping into her lips. Fu Xiaonian whimpered even harder,
That's Heechul's blood.
"Heechul, let me get up, let me get up!!" Fu Xiaonian suddenly went crazy and screamed under him. She kept trying to break free from under him. She was hoarse.
The voice mixed with the melancholy night and the clanking sound of falling iron rods made the listener feel sad.
"Heechul, please let me get up, Heechul, Heechul -" Fu Xiaonian murmured to the person on his body, blood mixed into his eyes, and nothing could be seen in his eyes, Fu Xiaonian couldn't help but be afraid
, listening to the muffled sound above, her struggling voice became more and more intense.
"Bang -" the sound of the iron rod hitting, "Ah -" and at the same time a cry of pain, the body above Fu Xiaonian twitched twice, and then there was no more sound.
"Tsk, this kid fainted, he really can't bear to be smashed!"
"Forget it, if you faint, just faint. Let's just treat him as dead. Let's take a picture and go talk to that man."
"What about this woman?"
"What should we do? If we don't deal with it quickly, she has already seen us. What if she comes to settle accounts with us afterwards?" There was a hint of ruthlessness in the man's voice.
"Forget it, this woman was hit in the head by me just now, and the blood seeped into her eyes. She is probably blind now, and she didn't see our faces. Why take more lives? What if something happens?
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"Heechul..." Fu Xiaonian's heart suddenly panicked. There was no breath of life above him anymore. Fu Xiaonian trembled and continued to shout carefully: "Heechul...
.....Heechul..." Every call was so slow, and the people above him stopped moving.
"You're right, this woman can't do anything. Once this man is useless, our mission will be completed. There is no need to take another life."
"Heechul..." Fu Xiaonian shouted without giving up, tightening the clothes of the man above him. Tears flowed out of his eyes uncontrollably, mixing with the blood on his head.
Under the illumination of the street lamp, it looked even more terrifying and strange. The man above him was cold and cold. Fu Xiaonian tried his best to turn him over, but as soon as he turned over, he fell down exhausted.
on the ground, and Heechul in his arms also fell to the ground again.
Fu Xiaonian reached out to touch him tremblingly, and patted his cheek gently, as if hoping, as if expecting.
When he spread out his hands, they were full of blood. His handsome face was covered in bruises and bruises, and his cold cheeks seemed lifeless.
"Heechul!!" A hoarse roar echoed through the alley.
Far away in Tokyo, Japan, Situ Shangxuan rubbed his brow tiredly, looking at this anonymous email, his fingers clenched involuntarily.
He had already started to order people to investigate just now, and it was expected that there would be news soon. But he was so confused at first that he only saw the photos and did not think about the person who sent them.
Situ Shangxuan closed his notebook, feeling a lingering sense of melancholy in his heart.
Why did he feel angry and sad the moment he saw these photos, and even more so, he felt that Fu Xiaonian had betrayed him.
Why, why did he have these emotions? Situ Shangxuan was unwilling to think about it, nor was he willing to admit the fact that he had vaguely guessed in his heart.
The bright lights outside the window illuminated Tokyo's Ginza brilliantly. Situ Shangxuan tightened his fingers and picked up the bedside phone and dialed the phone number. "Secretary Luo, the schedule here is almost finalized. I will go to Kawashima tomorrow."
Sir, say goodbye,"
"Yes, we will go back tomorrow, but I still have some personal matters to deal with, so you go back first. By the way, book a ticket for me to London, what time-" Situ Shangxuan fell silent, that home,
I haven't been back for a long time.
"The time is whatever you want, as long as you can book a flight to London tomorrow." After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone. The tall floor-to-ceiling windows reflected his handsome voice in his nightgown, and his slim face looked a little uncomfortable at the moment.
stable.
Situ Shangxuan didn't know what happened, but his eyelids kept twitching today.
Fu Xiaonian didn't know how long it had passed, but those people had disappeared. He only knew that the ground was cold and smelly, and the smell of blood rushed straight to his nose. He only knew that the body in his arms was very cold, and Fu Xiaonian felt so cold that he wanted to cry.
I want to cry all the time.
"Heechul, Heechul, talk to me, Heechul, Heechul..." Fu Xiaonian cried and held Heechul in his arms, stroking the boy's face with his feelings.
He was cold and unpopular, and Fu Xiaonian cried even louder, "Heechul, Heechul, you can't just go, Heechul——"
"Hmm -" The person in his arms let out a muffled groan. Fu Xiaonian's heart suddenly stopped and she looked at the young man in her arms in disbelief. However, the blood mist in front of her eyes allowed her to only vaguely make out his general outline.
Outline.
"Xiao Nian -" Heechul suddenly grabbed her wrist without warning and pulled Fu Xiaonian towards him. Fu Xiaonian didn't dare to move, for fear that he would stop talking the next moment, "Xiao Nian...
....." The boy in his arms shouted again, and Fu Xiaonian's tears suddenly rolled down uncontrollably, and he responded with a choked cry, "I'm here, Heechul——"