Ye Jiaqi's hands and feet were shaking, she closed her eyes, and she was also waiting for a bullet. 【Latest chapter reading. 】

Five gunshots rang out, and Ye Jia's number was very clear.

Just as she waited for her heart to be pierced, the gunfire stopped.

None of the men seemed to have escaped, and they couldn't hear the footsteps at all.

Can't even hear the sound of breathing?

All dead?

Ye Jiaqi was a little stunned.

In the past few months, she has also made many trips to the Ghost Gate.

She is no stranger to gunfire.

Ye Jiaqi supported the ground with his hands, his body was weak and he couldn't stand up.

I didn't have any strength, I didn't even breathe, and I was left with endless fear in my heart.

The smell of blood was everywhere in the air, and it was heavy.

As soon as the wind blew, it scattered in all directions.

The bullet she was waiting for never rang.

So, she can't die, can she?

Ye Jiaqi leaned against the trunk of the tree, closed his eyes weakly, and his palms were weak.

Tired, really tired.

On the open pavement, the wind blew from the north gate, blowing her hair and dry tears.

Her face and lips were as pale as paper.

Ye Jiaqi sniffed his nose and wanted to cry, but he couldn't.

The shooting was fired in the downtown area, and she has to go to the police station tomorrow to cooperate with the investigation.

Seeing that the Chinese New Year is approaching, and such a thing is happening, it is really an eventful season.

Ye Jiaqi choked twice in distress, so uncomfortable that he wanted to die.

The place at the mouth of her heart was like a boulder blocking her, forcing her into a corner, and even every cell in her body was struggling to swim.

There was a pain in the limbs and bones.

She couldn't lift her hands, and she couldn't even open her eyes.

For a long time, there was only the sound of the wind in my ears.

Ye Jiaqi covered his heart, still not having the strength to stand up.

In the darkness, she suddenly heard the sound of steady leather shoes.

One step, one step.

Getting closer and closer to her.

Ye Jiaqi opened his eyes vigorously, but he couldn't see anything in this place where he couldn't see his five fingers.

After more than ten seconds, the footsteps stopped abruptly beside her.

A pair of broad, powerful hands lifted her from the ground.

Ye Jiaqi's waist tightened, and in the dark, her eyes widened.

"Who are you?"

No one said anything, just carried her out of this bloody place.

A gust of wind blew on Ye Jiaqi's face, she sniffed her nose, in addition to smelling the smell of blood in the air, she also smelled the good smell of agarwood on this person's body.

Ye Jiaqi's heart suddenly tightened.

The mouth of the heart is like being choked by a hand.

"Joss year? Are you Joss year? She shouted nervously.

His hand freed from his embrace and touched it indiscriminately.

The man frowned, dodging her hand.

Ye Jiaqi pounced, didn't give up, and grabbed his arm.

"Josnian, you're not dead, are you? Joss year, you talk! She asked him over and over again.

In his voice, there was an inexplicable choking and intensity.

Isn't it, isn't it......

But the man didn't say a word.

Without walking too far, the man let go of his hand and lowered her from his arms.

As soon as her foot touched the ground, the man left.

is still where he can't see his five fingers, and Ye Jiaqi can't follow his figure and footsteps.

She had no choice but to shout in the dark: "Josnian, is it you?" Why don't you reply to me? If you're not dead, why don't you come back? You hate me, but you can't sail without sailing......"

In the darkness, the figure of the man seemed to pause.

Ye Jiaqi couldn't see anything.

"If you're still alive, don't go, it's going to be the New Year, isn't it good to be reunited?"