[478 Yan Xiaoyu, wake up]

Is that enough?

Not enough, not enough......

She needs more violence and blood, to calm the strange sadness and anger that has just risen in her chest, she needs to use this way to prove her strength, she needs to use this kind of attack to ensure that she lives and does not die.

She's not going to die, she's not going to die, she still has a lot of things she wants to do, a lot, a lot......

Among them, including......

What's included?

She couldn't remember.

It's just that deep down in my heart, there is a person, standing in the depths of the light, his figure is blurry, but his eyes are unusually bright, just quiet, far away, looking at her, looking at her, without saying a word.

That look seemed to make her hateful, and it seemed to make her heart ache, like her morning star, but like a fire that could destroy all her hopes......

Those eyes, those shadows, the master, who are they...... Who is it......

During the attack, she suddenly heard a low call from above her head, "Yan Xiaoyu, wake up." ”

Yan Xiaoyu...... Who's that? Is that her? Awake...... Why did she wake up, she was clear and didn't sleep......

"Miss Yan", the man's voice, deep into the ancient pool, suppressed with stability, not trembling, but extremely distressing, "Enough." ”

That's enough......

She suddenly raised her head, and her eyes suddenly became clear, and it was those eyes that entered the eyelids.

The eyes full of reproach but full of regret, these eyes completely coincided with the bright star-like pupils in her consciousness......

When I lowered my eyes again, I saw that his white shirt had already been dyed red with blood, and it was filled with heavy rain, dripping blood.

All over his body, everywhere, there were injuries she gave, everywhere, and even, the exposed skin was no longer complete.

"No......" Dropping the handle of the umbrella, the umbrella, and all the weapons in her hand, she screamed in pain, "Don't follow...... Don't ......"

She turned around and began to run in the other direction like crazy, and soon her figure was buried in the heavy rain.

The man, without hesitation, tore off his blood-stained shirt, raised his foot, and chased after her.

Not far away, in the rear, the Nangong and Venice subordinates who were clustered in the operating building and the ward building followed closely to follow, and in their hands, they raised their highly lethal guns, shouting to protect the master and eradicate the black cat.

And, just when Uncle Huang and Uncle Yan were about to step forward-

The white cat and gray cat in a semi-coma, Han Ze Jiyu, instantly ran forward, blocked in front of these people, stretched out his arms, and blocked their way.

"Don't you see? The house is in danger of the house, you still don't let go of the black cat, let us pass! When something happens at home, who is responsible?! Uncle Huang stepped forward to refute.

The white cat stretched out his hand, stopped, looked at them, and said quietly, "No one is allowed to move without the order of the master!" ”

"Are you stupid?" Uncle Yan pointed at her and roared, "That black cat treated your daughter like this, and held you hostage just now, and now you are still blocked by her, so that the head of the house does not care about his life, and he still does not let go!" ”

"I'll say it again."

The white cat wiped the mud on his face and the blood on the corner of his mouth, and looked at them, his voice was powerful and powerful, "Nangong Iron Order, obey!" No one is allowed to move without an order from the master! Who moves! Who's going to die! ”

After saying that, with a wave of his hand, he saw that at the ward building, countless subordinates who had already been hidden and Uncle Li of Venice rushed up, raising their guns and fingers, and surrounded Uncle Huang and Uncle Yan......