The thick eyelashes on Wei Wei's eyelids fluttered a few times, and tears slipped out of the corners of her eyes, but she still didn't open her eyes.

"The only one!" Duan Xuchu's hand held Wei Wei's only small face, and the panic in his heart was infinitely magnified, which made his usual calmness fall apart instantly, and he almost shouted in a low voice, "Wei Weiyi!" ”

It felt like she had disappeared the day after losing her child, and he searched every corner of the city, but there was still no sign of her.

He seemed to have exhausted all his energy, standing in the courtyard of her house, his straight back in the heavy snow fell little by little, his legs could not support it, he slowly knelt in the snow and buried his head deeply.

And six years later, he was so horribly possessive of her, he didn't allow her to look at other men more, he didn't allow her to take her out of his sight, he imprisoned her body and her fate with God's high posture, and controlled her in the palm of his hand...... It's not that he's sick, it's that he's afraid of losing her.

He was so afraid that the loss would be another six years, or forever.

Wei Weiyi's wrist was deeply strangled by the rope, and the bruises were mixed with red blood, which looked shocking on her fair complexion.

A touch of bloodlust poured into Duan Xuchu's inky heavy pupils, and his heart was filled with severe pain, and this kind of painful pain had never been seen before.

Because she was too arrogant and strong on the surface, she never gave him a chance to pity.

No matter how he ravaged her in bed, he felt that he had bought her back for a lot of money, and how he wanted to play, even if he played her to death, it would be reasonable, and he would not have the slightest heartache.

And at this moment, seeing her being tortured like this by others, his heart hurt so much that he couldn't breathe, and he reached out and carefully took her into his arms, he whispered, "Only ......"

There was silence in the room.

I don't know how long it took, Duan Xuchu's eyes gradually faded, he tried his best to suppress the huge fluctuations in his chest, and used his forehead to offset Wei Weiyi, sensing her temperature and breath, he slowly stabilized his mind until he calmed down.

Only if he is calm enough can he solve the problem, and getting out of control with pain and anger is not his way of doing things.

Duan Xuchu bent over, picked up Wei Wei with his slender and strong arms, turned around and raised his foot without saying a word, and kicked Rong Ying's face fiercely.

Rong Ying lost a few teeth, and as soon as he turned his head sideways and spit out a mouthful of blood foam, Duan Xuchu's subordinates behind him grabbed the back of his head, made him kneel on the ground, and raised his head to face Duan Xuchu.

"Listen up." Duan Xuchu hugged Wei Weiyi and stood condescendingly in front of Rong Ying.

He had just shot a man outside the door, and a few drops of blood were splashed on his fair and handsome face, making his whole person look like a demonic man.

He hooked the corners of his lips, and under the magnificent light, he smiled coldly, "Today, I let you live as a dog, which is the last love I gave to Pei Yanqiao." He has hurt my woman's vengeance, and I will avenge it in the future. ”

After speaking, he instructed his subordinates, "Destroy his two arms, and as for his beautiful sister, you twenty people will watch and deal with it!" ”

With an extremely casual tone, taking people's lives and hurting the innocent was too common for him, if Wei Wei saw this scene, she should be glad that Duan Xuchu showed her mercy.

Duan Xuchu walked out with Wei Wei in his arms.

This layer belonged to Pei Yanqiao's private territory, and Duan Xuchu walked all the way over except for a few corpses that had been shot, and no other living people bumped into him.

However, even if he walked through a special passage, he still had to pass through the crowded hall.

Of course, Paradise has always been Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and there are countless major events that happen every day, even if Duan Xuchu, a married public figure, brazenly walks out with a woman in his arms, it may not attract the attention of others.

But it was unfortunate that a reporter from a certain magazine happened to be here for an interview, and he immediately filmed it after encountering this scene, and the paparazzi spirit made him desperate to stop a car and follow it.

Duan Xuchu sat in the back seat of the car with Wei Wei in his arms, and after finding out in the rearview mirror that he was being followed by a reporter, his eyes narrowed, and he made a gesture to the driver in front.

In less than half a minute, the scene in the rearview mirror changed, and a car suddenly came into contact with the reporter's taxi, which was another accidental traffic accident.

Duan Xuchu retracted his gaze, turned sideways and gently hugged Wei Weiyi to his chest, he buried his head in Wei Weiyi's hair, and the hot kiss fell on Wei Weiyi's neck, tasting the beautiful taste that belonged to her, and his violently beating heart gradually returned to normality.

Duan Xuchu let go of Wei Weiyi, and before the doctor rushed to treat him, he took out a towel and poured pure water, and his slender fingers picked up a few strands of hair scattered on Wei Wei's cheeks, and wiped Wei Weiyi's face with a moist towel.

Wei Weiyi's lips were white, and a few traces were cracked due to lack of water, and drops of blood appeared, Duan Xuchu stared motionless for a few seconds, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes very quickly.

Probably because it was too painful, Wei Wei's only body trembled in a coma, and her slender eyebrows frowned tightly.

Duan Xuchu's wiping action paused, his eyes that had been locked on her lips darkened, and even in this case, he couldn't control his desire for this woman.

He wanted to kiss her.

Duan Xuchu put down the towel, took a sip of water and put it in his mouth, his big hand pulled the back of Wei Weiyi's head, lowered his head and kissed Wei Weiyi, pried her closed lips with his teeth, and pushed his tongue in.

After he fed the water to Wei Weiyi, he swept through Wei Wei's soft and warm mouth inch by inch, and that kind of domineering and brute force seemed to absorb and squeeze everything Wei Weiwei had.

Wei Wei was finally forced to wake up under this abuse, "......Hmmm", she opened her eyes faintly, and just let out a painful moan, her waist tightened suddenly.

Before Wei Wei could react, the whole person was dragged by Duan Xuchu's strong force, the man hugged her weak body tightly with all his might, and the heavy and hot gasp sounded in her ears, and he murmured, "Wei Wei ......"

She's fine, he hasn't lost her.

The tears in Wei Wei's eyes slowly flowed down and fell on Duan Xuchu's shoulder, she tried her best to stay awake, and struggled to raise her arm to hug him.

It's just that Duan Xuchu clamped her too tightly, touching the scars on her body that were strangled by the rope, she endured it for a long time, but in the end she still gasped in pain.

Duan Xuchu let go of Wei Weiyi, and he pulled Wei Wei's collar without saying a word with a calm face.

In the next second, when Duan Xuchu saw the deep trace under the snow-white softness of Wei Wei, his Adam's apple moved, and his thin lips trembled, but he couldn't pronounce a single word.

Duan Xuchu's eyes were fixed on him and did not move, the inky hair on his forehead hung down to cover his expression, Wei Wei didn't know what Duan Xuchu was thinking, but the cold and oppressive feeling emanating from him made Wei Wei Wei afraid.

She raised her arms to cover her chest, but Duan Xuchu grabbed her wrist and gently took her into her arms.

He didn't say anything, but his head pressed hard against her neck, rubbing hard.

***

After several of Duan Xuchu's subordinates dealt with the scene of the shooting, they left their honorary half-lives to warn Pei Yanqiao, and more than twenty expressionless people like machines dispersed and left the Paradise Club quietly as they came.

Rong Ying in the private room was shot twice in each leg, and his arms were broken by several people, but he has been mixed with the underworld for more than 20 years, and he has experienced too many fights and battles, and his endurance and willpower are very strong.

He crawled up to the coffee table and tried to call someone to rescue him before he fell unconscious, just as the sound of the door being pushed open was heard.

Rong was taken aback, thinking that it was Duan Xuchu who turned back and killed him, but when he turned his head and saw that it were the two people under Qin Yue's hands, he breathed a sigh of relief and said weakly: "You guys come and save me......"

One of the men walked over and stood in front of Rong Ying, who was lying on the ground, and he asked unhurriedly, "Has the task that Miss Qin gave you completed?" ”

Rong Ying was afraid that he would really lose his life if he delayed any longer, so he hurriedly handed the black box that Duan Xuchu threw to him to the man, "Yes." ”

The man took the box and opened it and found the chip.

He put away the box, squatted down next to Rong Ying's hand, and then a black pistol was pressed against Rong Ying's head, "Didn't Miss Qin tell you?" Only when you die can you really complete the mission. ”

What do you mean?

Rong Ying's body was covered with blood, and his face was covered with blood except for a pair of eyes, he stared at the man with wide eyes, and after a long time, he suddenly understood Qin Yue's true intentions.

"Nope! You listen to me......" Rong Ying was terrified to the extreme, and grabbed the man's arm, "Spare my life, Miss Qin can also ......"

Before he could finish speaking, a bullet pierced his head, and the bright red blood blossomed into a flower.

Rong stared at the man in disbelief, his pupils were about to burst, his arm slowly drooped, and finally he fell to the floor with a "bang".

The door was closed again.

In the room, Rong Ying lay on his back on the ground covered in blood, his white eyes rolled up until he died, and he did not blink.

***

Pei Yanjin pushed open the door of the ward.

Pei Yanqiao sat on the chair in front of the hospital bed with one leg crossed, his chin resting on his knees, and the whole person was as beautiful as a statue, but he didn't move and was lifeless.

Pei Yanjin looked behind her and felt that in this white room, Pei Yanqiao's back was becoming more and more thin and lonely.

It's like when he was a kid and huddled in the corner of his room with his hugging himself after being bullied by his siblings in the family, and now he is strong enough to protect himself, but his habits have not changed when he is afraid or in pain.

Pei Yanjin felt a pain in her heart.

Although he and Pei Yanqiao are half-siblings, their relationship has always been very good.

Pei Yanjin stood behind him, his palm on the bone of Pei Yanqiao's shoulder, he looked at the person lying on the hospital bed with gauze wrapped in his face, and whispered: "Don't worry, I went to the doctor just now, and they said that my aunt will wake up soon." ”

Pei Yanqiao did not respond.

For the past two days, he has been standing in front of his mother's hospital bed without drinking or sleeping, and he has not paid attention to anyone who talks to him.

"Yanqiao......" Pei Yanjin tried to persuade again, but as soon as he spoke, Pei Yanqiao's mobile phone on the bedside table vibrated "Zizi".

Pei Yanqiao still didn't move, Pei Yanjin had to help him connect.

When he heard the reports of his subordinates one by one, Pei Yanjin's handsome face turned pale a little, "You said that Duan Xuchu took people to the club to stir up trouble and shot Rong Ying?" ”