The knife hand behind him was about thirty meters behind, and he was able to catch up quickly.

Qin Wanrou was stunned.

She didn't know why Qin Bu'er was going to a desperate situation, and seeing his calm and calm expression, she wasn't afraid at all......

You know, there are more than 20 fierce men with knives, surrounded by them, even if Qin Buer can fight again, they rush up in one go, and they can't beat it!

It's too narrow here after all!

"If he dies, I won't live either. ”

Qin Wanrou's soft and stubborn heart made this decision in an instant.

At this moment, she had forgotten that this life not only belonged to herself, but also to her parents who raised her to adulthood, to her grandfather, and to the Qin family in Suzhou and Hangzhou.

But at this moment, this thought couldn't help but pop up.

Even she didn't realize what a deep trace this little man had left in her heart.

And in Qin Buer's heart, he only knew that as long as he lived, he would never let the beautiful sister have anything to do.

Absolutely not!

Pushing Qin Wanrou back two steps with soft force, he quickly took out a small cloth bag from his pocket and took out a big needle from it!

Fingers pinched the tip of the silver needle, revealing a small section of the needle.

Holding the needle in this way can make this silver needle exert a lethal power that is enough to kill people.

He held the silver needle, looked at the group of thugs, and whispered at the corner of his mouth: "You want to kill me?"

In the narrow alleys, Qin Buer's husband was in charge, facing more than 20 swordsmen against the enemy, but he was full of indifference and calmness, without a trace of fear, and he was worthy of being invincible!

From him, there is a powerful breath, the breath of the strong!

"No, be careful!" Qin Wanrou shouted behind her, already in tears of concern.

He left her back, but she entrusted her whole heart and her personal safety to him.

I don't know if it was the sadness caused by this kind of crisis, or the sudden fusion of hearts at this moment, Qin Wanrou shed tears.

Qin Buji turned his head and grinned: "Sister beauty, don't cry, it's not beautiful if you cry?"

"Kill!"

"Hack him!"

"Cut him and you'll be the boss!"

"Brothers, come on!"

Brush Brush Brush!

This group of thugs raised their blades, and the cold light suddenly appeared, stabbing people a little unable to open their eyes.

Flutter!

The tip of the silver needle bit the wrist of the person in front like a poisonous snake, and the blade fell to the ground, making a clanging sound.

Qin Buer kicked him away, and the silver needle in his hand was like a spirit snake, dazzling and constantly lit out.

Every time he attacked, a knife was stabbed or his wrist was cut, and then under Qin Buji's kick, he directly lost his combat effectiveness.

More than 20 people, more than 20 ordinary swordsmen, for Qin Buer, who has perverted combat power, there is really no threat.

But he wanted to ensure that no one took the opportunity to drill through his line of defense and pose even the slightest threat to Qin Wanrou, so his footsteps always stayed on the same line.

But he didn't hurt the lives of these people.

Because Qin Buji is a doctor.

Those who are healers only save people and rarely kill people.

Although these people wanted to kill themselves, Qin Buji knew that they would only do so when they were ordered and tempted, and they were not extremely evil people, so they did not sin to death.

Even if these people want his life, they will use his head as a stepping stone to the top.

But in Qin Buer's eyes, they are all a group of poor people, a group of guys who are used as cannon fodder.

However, do not kill.

That's why it hurts.

Qin Buer's lower abdomen was pierced with a not too deep wound, and with a flip of his wrist, sharp silver needles slashed like lightning, and four fingers fell directly.

Under his anger, the stitch he had just drawn almost used all his strength!

The screams sounded, but it was not from Qin Buji

It wasn't until the swordsmen were all stabbed in the wrists or kicked away that Qin Buer let out a heavy breath of turbidity.

More than twenty knife hands fought with Qin Buji in this narrow space, but they only lightly pierced his lower abdomen, and the rest of them didn't even touch a single hair of his hair.

In fact, if it weren't for Qin Buer's fear that these guys would directly cross over to hurt Qin Wanrou and distract him, he wouldn't have been hurt.

Protect the sister paper you love, it's worth it to be hurt by this.

When these swordsmen were lying on the ground humming and humming in pain, Qin Wanrou finally couldn't help but rush over.

Tiny beads of blood oozed from his lower abdomen, apparently from a knife wound.

Tears rolled down unscrupulously again, and Qin Wanrou hurriedly wanted to see his wounds, but she didn't know how to start.

Her spirit collapsed all at once.

"I'm useless...... It's useless, I don't even know what to do if you get hurt......" Qin Wanrou actually cried.

Qin Buer held her little hand and said softly: "You are just a teacher, just my beautiful sister, what is the reason, what qualifications make you know this?"

Hearing this, Qin Wanrou raised her pretty face and said, "No, you will be hurt, I must be!"

For such a beautiful sister, Qin Buji had nothing to say, and finally calmed Qin Wanrou, who felt guilty and blamed herself, before pulling her away!

Driving back home, as soon as she parked the car, Qin Wanrou didn't even go to get the ingredients, and directly pulled Qin Buer into the house.

In fact, Qin Buer's wound is not deep, it is almost just a bruise, for Qin Buer, it is really harmless.

But Qin Wanrou was extremely worried, and as soon as she pulled Qin Buer into the house, she hurriedly moved the medicine box and took out gauze, disinfectant alcohol, and medicine.

Gently took off the clothes on Qin Buer's body, and dealt with Qin Buer's injured place with a nervous face.

It was the first time she had done such a thing, but she was an extremely intelligent and ingenious woman, and after the first time she hurt a little, she didn't let Qin Buji feel a trace of discomfort.

In the process of cleaning the wound, applying medicine, and bandaging, Qin Wanrou's tears couldn't help falling again.

No matter how Qin Buer wiped it, her tears were like bursting the embankment, and she couldn't stop.

For so many years, how could anyone have worked so hard for her?

How can anyone ever love themselves so much?

Who has ever ever really cared about themselves?

Even her parents, even her grandfather, have never moved Qin Wanrou so much.

For his own sake, Qin Buji stood in front of him again and again, helping himself to shelter himself from the wind and rain, even if he was injured, he never flinched.

This touch directly made her burst into tears!

Qin Buer's figure is getting deeper and deeper in her heart, and I am afraid that she will not be able to erase it in this life.

Qin Buji kept wiping Qin Wanrou's tears, but he couldn't make her stop her tears.

"Beautiful sister......" Qin Buji smiled bitterly.

However, as soon as he finished saying four words, a warm scent of nephrite slammed into his arms.

Qin Wanrou's plump and fiery delicate body was tightly pressed against his chest, her hands wrapped around his waist, and two soft and hot cherry lips suddenly covered his lips.

A scent of blue musk rushed into his nose, making him dizzy.

In a daze, Qin Buji thundered softly in his head!

I rubbed it, Lao Tzu was forcibly kissed by this chick?