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The dagger entered the flesh, blood splashed everywhere, and Xu Ziqian's face turned pale immediately. [To see the latest chapters of this book, please go to&26825;&33457;&31958;&23567;&35828;&32593;&119;&119;&119;&46;&109;&105;&97;&110;&104;&117;&97;&116;&97;&110;&103;&46;&99;&99;]

Wan Ziheng didn't expect things to turn out like this, he thought about getting rid of Xu Ziqian, but he didn't expect Xu Ziqian to take the initiative to send him to death.

Xu Ziqian took advantage of Wan Ziheng's slight distraction, his hands were like iron tongs, grabbed Wan Ziheng's wrist fiercely, twisted his arm back with all his strength, and used the simplest throat lock, the iron arm strangled Wan Ziheng's neck, twisted his arm, and pressed him to the ground. At the same time, he kicked Wan Ziheng's knee from behind Wan Ziheng, causing Wan Ziheng to kneel down with a puff.

Xu Ziqian took advantage of the situation to pounce on Wan Ziheng's body from behind and pressed him under him. And Wan Ziheng's right hand, which was accused of being held with his backhand, was also directly pressed under him.

Wan Ziheng was suppressed, and his only free left hand was clenched into a fist and smashed Xu Ziqian's head above.

Although Wan Ziheng is pushing backwards and upwards, he is a boxer after all. Even with the left hand, the power of the swing should not be underestimated.

Xu Ziqian couldn't dodge, and passively took a hard punch from Wan Ziheng. The punch hit Xu Ziqian's head near the direction of his temple, which made Xu Ziqian's eyes dark, dizzy, and almost let go of his hand.

Feeling the action of Wan Ziheng struggling under him, Xu Ziqian gritted his teeth, forcibly endured the uncomfortable feeling of dizziness and wanted to vomit, and pressed Wan Ziheng to death.

As the two of them tore and struggled closely, the dagger inserted in Xu Ziqian's chest advanced a few more points in the friction.

Large beads of sweat flowed from Xu Ziqian's head and body, his face was bloodless, and his chest and Wan Ziheng's back were stained with blood from the splatters on his chest. (hua.advertisement)

In the cold winter, the temperature seems to be lower. Xu Ziqian gritted his teeth, only to feel that the strength in his body was disappearing little by little. He insisted on stubbornly, only hoping that the people behind him could arrive as soon as possible and control Wan Ziheng, so that he could let go with confidence.

When the voice finally sounded behind him, Xu Ziqian relaxed for a moment. Unexpectedly, Wan Ziheng was unwilling to be caught like this, so he put his backhand around Xu Ziqian's neck and hit the rock in front of him hard, and at the same time he turned over with all his strength, intending to lift Xu Ziqian down.

Xu Ziqian's eyes were already dark, and the whole world was spinning. The only thought in his mind was that he must not let go, he must hold on, and strangle Wan Ziheng fiercely.

The iron arm was getting closer and closer, Wan Ziheng's face had begun to turn blue due to lack of oxygen, and the left hand that was holding Xu Ziqian's head gradually reduced its strength.

Just when the two were at a stalemate, those who came to chase Wan Ziheng with Xu Ziqian finally arrived. The scene in front of them made everyone stunned, and they rushed forward one by one, and several people desperately controlled Wan Ziheng, and directly handcuffed their hands and feet together, so that they could take care of Xu Ziqian's injuries.

Xu Ziqian still refused to let go, and his consciousness had begun to blur a little about what happened around him. When those people came to pull him, they even met with strong resistance from him.

"Boss, the murderer has been subdued, you are injured, and you need to go to the hospital immediately."

I don't know who shouted loudly beside Xu Ziqian, and finally recalled Xu Ziqian's remaining consciousness.

He shook his head laboriously, saw the situation in front of him clearly, and made sure that Wan Ziheng was really accused, so he slowly let go of his hand and was helped up.

"Give me the phone!" Xu Ziqian was covered in blood and sat down on the mountain road.

Someone had already notified the ambulance, but Xu Ziqian refused to be carried down the mountain, first came to the mobile phone, dialed Ding Xiaoqian's phone and tried to say a few words to her in the calmest voice, until he hung up the phone, and then completely relaxed. [To see the latest chapters of this book, please go to&26825;&33457;&31958;&23567;&35828;&32593;&119;&119;&119;&46;&109;&105;&97;&110;&104;&117;&97;&116;&97;&110;&103;&46;&99;&99;]

It was dark in front of his eyes and his body was weak, and Detective Xu finally couldn't withstand the injury and completely lost consciousness.

After Ding Xiaoqian put down the phone, he panicked for no reason. It stands to reason that Wan Ziheng was caught, and it should be a happy thing, but Ding Xiaoqian didn't know why, and he always felt a little lost in his heart.

She took a few deep breaths, and went to Lao Lian's to get some tea to make it to calm her nerves, but this uneasy feeling became stronger and heavier, and it couldn't linger.

She pinched the phone in her hand, how many times she pressed the familiar number, but every time she didn't call it.

Xu Ziqian said that he still had something to deal with, I don't know if he was busy at this time, if she rashly called, wouldn't it affect him to do things?

After thinking about it, Ding Xiaoqian called Ye Xiao's side.

"Senior sister!" Ye Xiao was a little messy over there, and it didn't sound very clear.

"Ye Xiao, are you with Master?" Ding Xiaoqian got straight to the point and asked directly.

Ye Xiao didn't answer immediately, but the noise around him instantly became much smaller, and then Ye Xiao's voice sounded: "No! Idols they went to Soushan, and I was waiting in the command center. Senior sister has something to do with finding an idol? Why didn't you call him directly? ”

"It's fine." Ding Xiaoqian didn't want to mention the uneasiness in her heart to others, even if this person was her best friend's husband-to-be, she didn't want to say it.

"Then senior sister, I'll hang up first, I'm still waiting for the phone here." Ye Xiao seemed to have something important, and he didn't talk about it like usual, and it was very strange that he would hang up the phone first for the first time.

Ding Xiaoqian closed the phone directly, closed his eyes slightly, and let himself lean on the back of the chair naturally, but his brain did not rest, but ran rapidly.

At the same time, a young man covered in blood was sent into the emergency room of the First Hospital of Jizhou City. He had an emaciated face, bloodless, and his eyes were closed.

Although he had undergone simple first aid in the ambulance, he was extremely seriously injured, and the dagger was stuck in Xu Ziqian's chest, so he didn't dare to pull it out, and was directly sent to the emergency room.

Ye Xiao pursed his lips, his face was solemn, and his eyes were staring at the red light above the emergency room, worried about the lie he had just made.

Ding Xiaoqian's reaction to things is sometimes dull and funny, and sometimes sensitive and surprising and frightening. Ye Xiao was afraid that Ding Xiaoqian would feel something from what he had just said, and if she found out the truth of the matter at that time, would he be furious.

And provoking Ding Xiaoqian is equivalent to provoking the heartthrob wife at home, with both cannons, he doesn't know if he has a life.

The most important thing is that if Ding Xiaoqian knows, then as soon as the idol wakes up, he will definitely be the first to take him under the knife. He is about to get married and become Sina, and he doesn't want to die young.

Ye Xiao recalled his previous remarks and analyzed them nervously, Ding Xiaoqian should not have heard anything. He replied very carefully, and hung up after only saying a word, and probably didn't reveal anything.

Ye Xiao didn't dare to stop his mind from thinking, he was afraid that once he stopped, he would not be able to control himself to look at the red light above the emergency room. The red glare made him unable to relax.

Everyone's hearts are hanging, and no one dares to guarantee whether Xu Ziqian will live or die. Although they didn't want to believe that Xu Ziqian would die of his injuries, the dagger that didn't reach the handle was plunged into his chest fiercely, which was a fact that everyone saw with their own eyes.

Time is passing little by little, and the red light above the emergency room is always on and never goes out. Occasionally, a nurse would come out of it in a hurry and go in again. Whenever everyone rushed up to ask, what was exchanged for a cold sentence - "no comment".

Three hours later, it was late at night, and no one in front of the emergency room was willing to leave. Even though they were already exhausted, even though they were already physically and mentally exhausted, no one would leave at this time.

A few people appeared at the end of the corridor outside the door, hurrying this way. The leader was a slightly fat, Maitreya-like man. The Buddha-like smile that always hung on his face on weekdays was replaced by solemnity at this moment, and as soon as his figure appeared, everyone immediately got up and greeted him sadly.

"Meng Bureau—"

The person who came was Meng Ju, who rushed to the bureau immediately after receiving the news, and when he learned that Xu Ziqian was stabbed in the chest with a dagger, his heart almost stopped beating.

Let's not consider the relationship between him and Xu Ziqian, or the brotherhood. Regardless of whether Xu Ziqian lives or dies, if this matter is known by the Xu family, it will definitely cause an uproar, and I am afraid that no one will be able to control the development of the matter at that time.

While praying in his heart that Xu Ziqian would never be fine, he hurried to the hospital. He had to make sure that Xu Ziqian was safe and sound before he could decide what to do with this matter in the future.

At the same time that the team that transferred Wan Ziheng rushed back to Jiangbei City from Jizhou City, Meng Bureau was on the way to the First Hospital of Jizhou City. As for how Wan Ziheng should deal with it, he didn't have time to pay attention to it for the time being, and he would be temporarily detained after being sent back. Guarding it 24 hours a day, I don't believe that he can fly with wings.

The person has been caught, and it is a quick matter to close the case, but Xu Ziqian's injury has become like this, and it is not a day or two to get better. Meng Ju couldn't take care of Wan Ziheng until he saw Xu Ziqian's people intact with his own eyes.

"How's it going? Hasn't it come out yet? Meng Ju's eyes were locked on the red light above the emergency room, and he felt a chill in his heart when he looked at the group of people in front of the emergency room.

Everyone shook their heads in unison, their faces filled with sadness.

Meng Ju suddenly lowered his face, looked at everyone unhappily and said, "Look at what you look like?" Didn't the people come out? Why are you doing it all with a face, is this for me? ”

At this time, it was impossible to force a smile, and Meng Ju didn't expect him to make everyone laugh with a word. Besides, didn't he have the heart to laugh himself?

One of the people who came with Meng Ju asked in a low voice: "Meng Ju, do you want to inform Team Xu's family?" ”

"What for?" Meng Ju's eyes widened, and he squinted at the person next to him who spoke, and then sighed and said, "Wait a little longer, and see what the doctor has to say when he comes out." ”

Everyone's heart is ready for the best and for the worst. This is what this line of work is, high-risk occupations, no one can guarantee what their tomorrow will be like.

Everyone gave up a seat for Meng Ju, where did he have the heart to sit at this time!