Chapter 161: Injuries
At the moment when Wen Jiaren raised the gun, Lian Zihan put down the hand pressed on his chest, raised his head slightly and closed his eyes, "You do it!" As the words fell, two lines of tears slipped out of the corners of his closed eyes and rolled down his pale and handsome complexion.
Wen Jiaren's hand holding the gun trembled imperceptibly, his eyes were deep and lacklustre, and he asked almost mechanically, "What are you crying about?" β
Lian Zihan didn't open his eyes, and Yun smiled lightly, "It's just pain, I've been most afraid of pain since I was a child." β
And this time it's no longer a pain of flesh, but a heartache.
Wen Jiaren's originally numb heart seemed to have been stabbed by a sharp knife suddenly, his eyes turned red at this moment, and too much cold sweat broke out in his palms, so that he was about to lose his grip on the pistol, and his voice was hoarse, "Why did you betray us?" β
Asking like this, his gaze fell on Lian Zihan's chest that was constantly gushing blood, and the bright red stained his snow-white shirt, but the face was so white in comparison.
At this moment, Wen Jiaren had the urge to throw away the pistol, but his red eyes suddenly fixed on Lian Zihan's open collar, and the abnormal traces that were clearly visible on his fair complexion.
The corners of his lips curled in a faint curvature, mocking in his sarcasm, and after a moment he raised his arm again, which was about to fall, and held the black pistol steadily, slowly pulling the trigger.
Lian Zihan still closed his eyes tightly, not sad or happy, and treated it indifferently.
Time slipped by second by second, and suddenly became extremely long, I don't know how long it took, Wen Jiaren still didn't fire the shot, and when he was about to maintain his original posture, the door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.
"You can't be impulsive!" With this loud shout, a black figure quickly flashed in front of Wen Jiaren's eyes, and he held Wen Jiaren's wrist bone, only to hear a slight crisp sound.
Lian Zihan's shoulder shook and he opened his eyes suddenly.
It's Li Ao.
Wen Jiaren's strong city wall collapsed violently, desperately shaking off Li Ao's clamps, he smashed the pistol at Lian Zihan's forehead, and then stepped forward a few steps forward to pull Lian Zihan, shook his shoulders violently, and asked Lian Zihan in pain and anger: "Why Lian Zihan, why did you betray us?" I don't care if you have a relationship with Pei Yanjin, but why do you want to betray your second brother and our brotherhood for many years for a man who has just known each other for less than a month? β
Under such an action, Lian Zihan's chest that was pierced by bullets flowed faster and more, and his forehead was also broken with a layer of skin, the pain and dizziness made him unable to answer Wen Jiaren's question, only squinting his eyes and staring at Wen Jiaren's face that was close at hand, but the blood on his forehead slowly flowed down his eyebrows, wetting his long eyelashes, and those warm blood gradually covered his eyes.
So there was only a piece of blood red left in his sight, overwhelming, almost drowning his whole body, he only felt that it was difficult to breathe, and he was losing consciousness little by little.
Wen Jiaren still kept shaking him, and the increasingly annoyed questioning sound sounded in his ears like a soul, and Lian Zihan felt that he was about to faint.
Duan Xuchu rushed over at this time, strode into the house, and saw the pistol that had fallen to the side and Wen Jiaren, who was almost collapsing, he only felt bored like never before.
Brothers kill each other, it was like this 12 years ago, and it's still like this 12 years later, at a certain moment, Duan Xuchu suddenly wanted to escape from all this, didn't care about anything, and only lived a world of two people with Wei Wei.
But this idea is naΓ―ve, and the truth is that he has his mission and responsibilities, and even brotherly morality, which is destined for him not to sit idly by.
Li Ao and Zhuang Mingyang originally wanted to step forward and pull Wen Jiaren away, but when they saw Duan Xuchu walking in, they hurriedly retreated a few steps back, "Second brother." β
Compared with the messy and chaotic scene, Duan Xuchu is still as calm as ever, standing at the head of the bed with his hands in his hands, and his tall figure invisibly gives people a sense of oppression.
There was no expression on his face, calm to the point of almost indifference, "This is the end of the matter, and it is useless to ask these questions now." If Ah Ren didn't want Zihan to die of excessive blood loss, then he would be sent to treatment immediately. If you can really kill him ruthlessly, okay, we will wait here with you. β
Wen Jiaren's back stiffened violently when he heard this, stopped shaking Lian Zihan's movements, grabbed Lian Zihan's shoulders with both hands, he glanced back at the condescending Duan Xuchu, and then turned his head to stare at Lian Zihan's bleeding chest, and after a few seconds, he reached out and hugged Lian Zihan's waist, picked up Lian Zihan and walked out.
As expected, there were more than twenty men in black clothes and armed with pistols standing in the corridor outside the door, and Pei Yanjin's slender figure leaned against the opposite wall, raised his eyes and looked at Wen Jiaren, as if smiling, "I thought you were going to stay in there for a long time!" This evil appearance is no longer the cold and elegant wealthy son at the beginning.
Duan Xuchu was the last to pace out of the room, steady and calm, and responded to Pei Yanjin with a faint smile on his lips, "I'm really sorry to keep Yan Jin waiting for a long time." β
Pei Yanjin looked at Lian Zihan, who was in a coma on Wen Jiaren's back, his eyes were cold and deep, but he said casually: "If you want to take away my people, you must first get my consent." β
"Your people?" Duan Xuchu savored these three words, as if he had heard a joke, his tone was sarcastic, and his narrow eyes swept over the more than twenty subordinates who were originally in his own organization, "Then it also depends on whether you have such a big appetite to swallow so many people." β
Pei Yanjin looked at Duan Xuchu's unfathomable expression, his face changed slightly, and with a wave of his hand, he asked dozens of people's pistols to be aimed at five people, and he had a posture of victory, "Ah Chu, you are not wrong if you are very powerful, but are you sure that you can fight ten against one?" β
Duan Xuchu stood there and didn't move, shaking his head very calmly, "I'm not sure, so I didn't plan to run." The corners of his lips sank slightly, and the yin owl gathered in his heavy pupils, and he said in an unquestionable tone: "Let them go, I'll stay." After all, Li Shaochong's goal is not right for me? If you want to talk about the conditions, you have to show some sincerity. β
Pei Yanjin pursed her lips.
"Otherwise, do you want to die together?" After Duan Xuchu finished speaking, the others didn't see how he suddenly passed to Pei Yanjin, and when he reacted again, the pistol in Duan Xuchu's hand had already reached Pei Yanjin's head, and the muzzle of the gun was pressed down, "Listen to Pei Yanjin, just like your father, it's not that I can't kill you, but I can't bear to attack you." β
"Or do you think these dozens of people can trap me? You are really used to the life of a noble son, and you don't know how thick the sky is. I'll give you three seconds, and if you don't let anyone go, you'll pay for what you did today. β
Pei Yanjin's pupils contracted slightly.
He didn't doubt that Duan Xuchu was capable of killing him, but if he let the other four go and they moved in to rescue the soldiers, wouldn't he fall short?
Duan Xuchu saw through Pei Yanjin's thoughts, and he said sneeringly: "So with your IQ, you still want to fight with me?" Don't you think that with me as a hostage, they would dare to act rashly? β
Pei Yanjin gritted her teeth.
"Three numbers." Duan Xuchu narrowed his eyes, ghostly and cold, he word by word, "To put it, or not to let it go?" β
"Second brother......" Zhuang Mingyang wanted to say something when he saw this, Li Ao raised his hand and pressed his shoulder.
Two seconds later, Pei Yanjin forcibly let go of the other four people calmly.
Duan Xuchu withdrew his pistol and asked Pei Yanjin quietly, as if he was the one in control of the overall situation, "Say it!" What are Li Shaochong's conditions? β
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When Li Ao and the four of them walked to the elevator, Li Ao stopped and said to Wen Jiaren and Zhuang Mingyang respectively: "Ah Ren will take Zihan to treat first, Mingyang, you immediately contact Pei Yanqiao and ask him to bring someone over to help the second brother." β
Obviously, Duan Xuchu was delaying time just now and forcing Pei Yanjin to let them go, but also to show that they would only affect him if they stayed, but it was the wisest to find a helper to come over after going out.
Wen Jiaren and Zhuang Mingyang nodded in agreement, and Li Ao returned to prepare to find Duan Xuchu.
The elevator door opened at this time, Wen Jiaren and Zhuang Mingyang were about to enter, Pei Yanqiao happened to come out of the elevator, which made the two stunned, "Third brother? β
Pei Yanqiao didn't have time to greet a few people, and interrupted Wen Jiaren with an expressionless face, "I've heard the only one say on the phone." As he spoke, he walked to Wen Jiaren's side, raised his finger and probed Lian Zihan on his back, and said mockingly after a second: "There is still salvation, but in my opinion, this kind of traitor does not need to be saved." β
Wen Jiaren gritted his teeth, "Third brother......"
"You deserve to die, too." Pei Yanqiao didn't give Wen Jiaren a chance to defend himself, but Qinggui's tone revealed scorn, "If you hadn't thought that you had come over to settle accounts with Lian Zihan, a traitor, Ah Chu would have rushed over to help you clean up the mess, would it have caused the current situation of being taken hostage?" β
Wen Jiaren was speechless.
Li Ao hurriedly walked over and persuaded: "Third brother, now is not the time to be held accountable. The second brother's life is on the verge of death, please go and save him first. β
"That's also his recklessness, self-inflicted." Pei Yanqiao said disappreδΈι¨ly, but his feet did not stop, and he went straight to the corridor.
Li Ao followed by his side, and only saw Pei Yanqiao alone left and right, Li Ao frowned and asked, "It's just the third brother alone, is it okay?" β
The two had already walked to the corridor at this moment, Pei Yanqiao did not answer Li Ao's question, walked over step by step with slender legs, and the voice with anger came to Pei Yanjin's ears, "Big brother, I think you should stop in moderation, right?" β
Pei Yanjin was shocked when he heard this, and Pei Yanqiao had already walked in front of him.
He stared at Pei Yanjin closely, his tone full of disappointment, "Putting aside our brotherhood, how capable do you think you are to dare to make trouble in my place?" Besides, since you don't take me seriously, I don't think there's any need for us to be brothers anymore, right? β
Pei Yanjin's face turned pale when she heard this, "Yanqiao, I ......"
Duan Xuchu didn't want to meddle in the matter between them, so he raised his legs and prepared to walk out.
Those subordinates naturally didn't dare to stop him without Pei Yanjin's order, but as soon as he took two steps, he noticed the abnormality behind him, Duan Xuchu turned his head suddenly, and saw a subordinate raising a gun at Pei Yanqiao's side.
At such a distance, Duan Xuchu didn't have time to stop the subordinate who was suddenly about to shoot, and Pei Yanqiao's attention was all on the quarrel with Pei Yanjin.
At the last moment, Duan Xuchu couldn't do anything else, "Yanqiao! called Pei Yanqiao's name, and when Pei Yanqiao turned around, Duan Xuchu pounced on Pei Yanqiao without hesitation.
In the next second, Duan Xuchu felt the pain of being pierced by a bullet in his back.