The moment the wooden door was completely open, Yan Murong laughed, and then his body suddenly fell forward without warning.

Ambrole was stunned for a moment, but when he reacted, a black shadow suddenly rushed down from the roof, and before he could see clearly, he felt a strange fragrance coming from under his nose. Instinctively twitching the wing of his nose, Ambrole found that when he smelled this fragrance, his whole body was already unconscious, and then his brain began to sink a little, and then, his body smashed towards the place where Yan Murong fell.

"Ambrole." Soros was startled, and at the same time as the voice came out, the gun in his hand was also raised, and he was about to pull the trigger on the black shadow.

"Ding-"

With a soft sound, Soros only felt a huge force coming from his wrist. Before the finger could pull the trigger, the gun flew away. Then, the black shadow quickly entwined.

didn't care about Yan Murong and Dong Wuyan, the moment the gun in Soros's hand was knocked away, his body quickly retreated.

As a killer, he knows when to stay and when to run.

Obviously, this suddenly black shadow can kill Ambrole with a single look, and he is undoubtedly a master, and Soros chose to run away at this time.

Before the dark shadow could approach, Soros suddenly jumped high, and then, with the sound of wood breaking and glass breaking, Soros went straight through the window and smashed out with the broken window frame and broken glass.

"Poof!"

There was a sound of falling water, Yan Murong quickly ran over, only to find that this wooden house was built by the sea, supported by wooden pillars below, there was a wooden bridge in front of it leading to the land, and behind it was a dark sea.

There is only a rippling splash and a white T-shirt on the sea, and Soros has long been nowhere to be found.

Running backwards. Yan Murong thought hatefully, and this guy was smart enough to take off the white T-shirt when he jumped out - in this way, relying on his already black skin, he couldn't see it when he jumped into this dark sea.

"Oops, it looks like I'm late, and your little lover is hurt." After an extremely beautiful voice came, a woman wearing a black power suit appeared next to Dong Wuyan. This woman is the little snake who had a night with Yan Murong yesterday and suddenly disappeared in the morning.

The little snake giggled twice, and his fingers inadvertently slashed on the rope that bound Dong Wuyan, and the rope with the thickness of his thumb broke in response.

"How are you?" Yan Murong hugged Dong Wuyan, who was leaning to the side, and asked anxiously.

When he was caught here by Soros, Dong Wuyan never spoke, and now that he was out of danger, he grinned, because of excessive blood loss, his face was pale, and his voice was a little weak.

"I'm fine." Dong Wuyan said softly.

"How can it be okay?" Yan Murong was so anxious that he was about to scratch the wall, and he touched his body for a long time before he remembered that the remaining bottle of medicinal powder had been given to Hua Wrong that day, and Hua Wrong had not returned it to him.

"Are you concerned about me?" Dong Wuyan suddenly laughed, stretching out his slender fingers and slicing across Yan Murong's cheeks. The palm of his hand was placed on Yan Murong's face, and Yan Murong felt cold.

"Yes, I care about you." Depressed hurriedly said.

"It feels good to be cared for." Dong Wuyan laughed happily, laughing like a child.

"Giggles, it looks like your relationship is pretty good." The little snake laughed heartlessly on the side. "It seems that your little ** is very feminine."

"Still laughing, don't hurry up and save people." Yan Murong said depressedly. One of the silver needles on his body was used to smash the glass of the car, and the remaining two had also been thrown into the sea, and now there was no way to help Dong Wuyan stop the bleeding, and he could only use both hands to hold down the calf that was still bleeding out.

"Oh, you can't die." The little snake glanced at Yan Murong, and his tone was full of the smell of old vinegar.

After all, the little snake still quickly stretched out his hand and touched Dong Wuyan's injured calf, and suddenly, there was a touch of white powder on the injured calf, and the blood that was gushing out just now also stopped.

Yan Murong breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Dong Wuyan, who did not have a trace of blood on his face, and said comfortingly. "Don't worry, it's okay, just rest and rest - don't worry, you won't have any scars on your legs."

Hearing Yan Murong's words, Dong Wuyan nodded, and then his eyes fell crooked into Yan Murong's arms.

Yan Murong was startled, and quickly put her hand under Dong Wuyan's nose to probe her snort, and found that she only put her heart back in her stomach after she fell asleep.

Thinking about what he had just said and Dong Wuyan's performance, Yan Murong felt a little speechless.

The woman was strange enough not to worry about whether she would survive, but about whether she would leave a scar on her leg—and when she heard that there would be no scar, she immediately fell asleep.

Picking up Dong Wuyan and putting her on the wooden bed beside her, Yan Murong stood up, looked at Ambrole who fell to the ground, and asked the little snake. "He's dead?"

"Not dead." The little snake walked to Yan Murong's side, looked Yan Murong up and down, and saw that he was not injured, so he said. "He just fainted."

"It's good that you're not dead." Yan Murong nodded, looked at the little snake and asked. "Why are you here now?"

"Hmph, if it weren't for some little guy Lang and spending some time, I'd be here." The little snake said with a dissatisfied face.

"What do you mean?" Yan Murong asked strangely.

"These people are very cunning." The little snake pursed his lips. "Your two bodyguards have been targeted by them for a long time, and they are probably still asleep in the garbage heap now, if it weren't for the people who went to deal with them, I would have been here a long time ago."

"Li Chuang and Luo Chun were knocked unconscious by them?" Yan Murong asked in surprise.

Needless to say, Li Chuang was naturally a little worse than Yan Murong - to Yan Murong's surprise, Luo Chun was also stunned by them.

"I don't know what they're called, and I don't care who they are." The little snake twisted its weak and boneless waist, hooked Yan Murong's neck with one hand, and said in a coquettish voice. "All I care about is whether you're safe or not."

"I'm safe." Feeling the warmth and medicinal fragrance coming from the little snake, Yan Murong found that the little guy in his lower body began to move again.

Grandma's, Yan Murong scolded secretly, this woman is really a goblin.