Severe pain came from his calves, and cold sweat instantly soaked his whole body, and beads of sweat the size of beans ran down his wet hair, dripping onto the ground in front of him.

Chu Qiao was breathing in pain, gritted his teeth and endured the pain, and touched the side of his leg to the injured position.

A slippery and sticky feeling was felt on the fingertips, it should be bleeding, and then, Chu Qiao touched a sharp, stiff object, which protruded from the flesh and was sharply exposed to the air.

Chu Qiao looked over in disbelief, and by the dim light, she saw that her calf was almost 90 degrees bent, and the broken part was blurred with flesh and blood, and the broken bones were pierced out of the flesh, looking hideous and terrifying.

Chu Qiao's jade-like eyes, the mist spread, she wanted to cry out loud, but time did not allow it.

Someone has already chased out of the door of the studio.

The pain of broken bones was unbearable even for strong-willed men, and the desire to escape overshadowed all the pain at this time. Chu Qiao stood up with pain, dragging his disabled calf and jumping forward step by step, a blood-colored dragon behind him, meandering, blurry, and intermittently extended.

After taking a few steps, Chu Qiao would be forced to stop and gasp for breath by the sharp pain of his broken leg, and after a few times, the footsteps behind him and the sound of chasing were getting closer and closer.

Accidentally, Chu Qiao stepped on a stone, shook his feet, and fell on all fours.

Chu Qiao struggled to sit up, new injuries were added to his knees and arms, sharp stones pierced into the soles of his feet, pinprick-like pain, Chu Qiao gritted his teeth and pulled out the stones hard.

The stone was stained with bright red blood, reflected in Chu Qiao's sad and desperate eyes, and the last line of defense of her psychology completely collapsed. The grievances of these days are nothing compared to this time, and the fear of death is like a cold snake, slowly crawling up her body.

Holding her knees, Chu Qiao cried out, from childhood to adulthood, she was a princess who was loved by tens of millions, but she didn't expect that she would die tragically.

Chu Qiao understood that she must not be able to hide this time, so she completely gave up struggling, crying does not mean that she is not strong, she just wants to temporarily vent the feelings in her heart, she regrets it, regrets why when she met Zhang Xian for the first time, she regretted that when Zhang Xian asked her if she could go home, her answer was no. If God could give her another chance to choose again, she would definitely answer without hesitation, send me home, send me back now!

It's a pity that there is no regret medicine in the world.

"I'll see where else you can run!" Who was shouting Chu Qiao didn't know, she lowered her head and sobbed, she didn't want to answer anyone's question at all.

Bang! A bullet exploded beside Chu Qiao, followed by a man's cold voice: "Stay away from her!" ”

The sound was like thunder on the ground, and the few people who were just about to approach Chu Qiao immediately retreated three or four meters back, looking at the man who came with a wary face.

Zhang Xian. Chu Qiao's eyes welled up with surprise, and she looked up at the man who was approaching her step by step, although the man's head was wrapped in a black hood like a dumpling, she still recognized him at a glance. The stubbornness in his body can't be covered up even by an iron-blooded uniform.

He was followed by more than a dozen men in black clothes with loaded guns and ammunition, all of them holding miniature submachine guns, and the muzzles of their guns were aimed at several Mexicans who were chasing Chu Qiao.

Those people looked at each other, looked at the black-clothed man who suddenly appeared in front of them, and forgot to run away for a while, and were stunned in place.