As soon as Xiao Yichen's words came out, Du San was also shocked, although they also lived a life of licking blood on the tip of the knife, but they still didn't want to be entangled by the people in the police station, so they would have to live in fear every day, besides, now that their lives are in the hands of others, where are they qualified to talk about conditions. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Fang Yu saw that Xiao Yichen was back, and he also turned the situation around, seeing that several guys had thrown their guns on the ground, in order to be safe, she slowly let go of Ye Zhihan's hand, took a few steps forward, and bent down to pick up the guns.

Du San and they didn't have a gun in their hands, even if they left, it would be in vain to have the heart to come back, so they could only retreat to the door obediently.

Xiao Yichen had a cold face, the knife was still against Du San's neck, at the moment when he was about to exit the door, he glanced at Ye Zhihan, who was squatting on the ground, in pain, his eyebrows locked the lock fiercely, the gun in his hand was against Du San's head, the knife was taken down from Du San's neck, and slowly put the knife against Du San's abdomen, Du San was shocked, and before he could speak quickly, his lower abdomen suddenly ached, and the knife had been inserted, he snorted, gasped in pain, and listened to Xiao Yichen suppress the voice, "Don't worry, You can't die, it's a big deal to lie in the hospital for a few more days, who made your gun easy to catch fire and hurt my friend? ”

The knife was pulled out violently, and the blood came out.

It hurts, Du San felt that he was about to die of pain, and subconsciously covered the wound with his hand, and the blood spread all of a sudden, dripping down his hand.

Xiao Yichen's gun slowly left his head, and he said coldly, "Get out!" ”

As soon as Xiao Yichen rolled his words, the two black-clothed men carried Du San and quickly turned around and left.

Xiao Yichen sighed, turned around and walked into the house, Fang Yu couldn't cry anymore while helping Ye Zhihan.

Xiao Yichen walked over, squatted down, put his hand on Ye Zhihan's shoulder, and asked with concern, "How is it?" ”

Ye Zhihan raised his head slowly, although he tried his best to concentrate, he still couldn't see Xiao Yichen's face clearly, and his lips moved slightly, "It's okay." ”

The sound is small, almost inaudible.

Xiao Yichen bit his lip, "Come, let's help you to the sofa?" ”

In fact, Ye Zhihan didn't hear his words at all, he could only hold Ye Zhihan's arm with Fang Yu very tacitly, help Ye Zhihan to the sofa, and let him sit down.

Fang Yu wiped his tears and said anxiously, "Yichen, what should I do?" How can we save him? ”

Xiao Yichen went out, originally to find a mysterious person, wanting to ask him how to let Ye Zhihan survive, he saw Fang Yu ask him, locked his eyebrows, and after a while, he said, "I don't know either?" ”

Fang Yu squatted on the ground, and suddenly thought of it, Ye Zhihan had told her that if he was sent back to the blessed land of raising corpses, maybe he would be fine, but now that he was shot again, he didn't know if he could be better, so he hesitated for a moment and said, "Yichen, let's send him back to the blessed land of raising corpses, right?" Maybe it's the only place that can give him a glimmer of life? ”

Xiao Yichen sat on the sofa, stunned for a while, and then looked at Ye Zhihan who was in a coma, he was too weak now, he might not be able to hold on there, not to mention that it was daytime and the sun hadn't set yet? Moreover, did this for his original intention, but his purpose has not been achieved? How can you send him away?

He thought about it, glanced at the knife that he threw on the coffee table, and from the lower layer of the coffee table, he took out a water cup, held the knife in his hand, and the tip of the knife slashed lightly on his wrist, and blood beads came out.