Citigroup, the night is dark.

On the outskirts of the Huaer Street community, there are few people, and even if there are people who have not returned home, they are hurrying to walk with their heads down.

There was a light drizzle falling down.

On the foggy street, more than a dozen people in suits gathered in front of a bankrupt café.

"What about people." The bearded man at the head asked coldly.

His name is Jack, and he is a well-known gunslinger in Europe, who is exclusively employed by wealthy people and knows what he disshould.

Under Jack's hands, there is a small team of more than ten people, skilled in cooperation, and in recent years, there have been few people who have escaped under his hands.

It's a pity that this operation was a bit unlucky, seeing that the other party was shot, the patrolling security car happened to arrive, and there was no way but to hide temporarily, and the two targets were able to escape.

"They were wounded and walked not far, scattered, carefully searched everywhere!"

......

Qin Qingqing gasped for breath, and walked extremely the wet street, carrying the unconscious Gao Hunt on his back.

It was inconvenient to wear high heels, so she simply threw them away, biting her lip barefoot, trying to take Takakari to a safe place.

On the side of the Academy of Fine Arts, there will definitely be no way back, those gunmen are targeting her, and they will inevitably wait outside the Academy of Fine Arts.

In order not to attract attention, Qin Qingqing tried to choose some dim and dirty alleys, trying to avoid the eyes of those gunmen.

"Hey! Girl! At this moment, a young black man approached him with a sly smile.

Qin Qingqing was startled, hesitated for a moment, and carefully placed Gao Hunt on the ground.

"I have medicine, you come with me!" The black young man stretched out his hand and climbed Qin Qingqing at once.

Qin Qingqing looked cold and pushed the young man's hand away.

"Hey, good." A sharp knife flashed across Qin Qingqing's face.

When she was in the Academy of Fine Arts, she listened to the advice of many classmates, during this time, Citigroup was a little chaotic due to the large acquisition of oil factories, and if it was okay, don't walk around at night.

"I came to learn to paint, and I went back in half a year." At that time, Qin Qingqing replied like this.

As long as half a year has passed, it can be regarded as the biggest hobby in my life, draw an end, and then get married, marry Chen Zheng, and be a good helper.

"Baby, don't force me to scratch your face."

Qin Qingqing raised her head, her body trembled, not because she was trembling with fear, but because she suddenly found that studying painting for more than ten years would not help her save herself at this moment.

She used to like the beauty of life very much, she liked to paint, and put the blue sky and white clouds into a frame, so that life seemed to be beautiful.

Boom.

Qin Qingqing let go of the drawing board on her back, even if she had walked for so long with the unconscious Gao Hunt on her back, she never wanted to throw it away, and now, she wanted to lose it.

The world is not as beautiful as you think.

The slight rain was still falling, and Takakari was still unconscious on the ground.

At both ends of the dimly lit alley, there was no sound of footsteps, and there was no siren of a patrol car.

Qin Qingqing let go of the Hao teeth that were clenching her lip and smiled faintly.

She reached out and reached for the black man.

"Baby, that's right." The black man held a knife in one hand and reached for it in the other.

Syllable!

Qin Qingqing suddenly turned sideways and hit the black man's bare hand holding the knife with his knees, the force was extremely heavy, and the sharp knife fell to the ground.

This trick, she had seen Gao Hunt use it, but she didn't expect it to be so handy when she used it.

Quickly picked up the sharp knife, and while the black man was distracted, Qin Qingqing raised his hand with a cold face and plunged into the black man's thigh.

In the dimly lit alley, a howl of pain rang out.

Qin Qingqing brushed the sticky hair on his forehead that was watered by the rain, was silent for a moment, pinned the sharp knife to his waist, and then trembled and picked up Gao Hunt, and continued to walk forward along the dim alley.

......

"I've searched hospitals, art centers, and nearby shelters, but I haven't seen anyone." One of his subordinates reported in a deep voice.

Jack frowned.

Outside Huaer Street, they have already laid a net, the male bodyguard has been injured, and only a delicate girl is left, can she still fly into the sky?

The phone rings.

Jack hesitated for a moment.

"What about people?"

"Boss, there was an accident, I'm looking for it now, give me three more days, and I'll definitely find her."

"Jack, if this mission fails, you know what it means."

Jack was startled and gritted his teeth, "Don't worry, she can't escape the palm of my hand." ”

Put down the phone.

Jack looked gloomily into the distance, roared, and rushed into the rain.

He had secretly planned that when he found the girl, he would beat her half to death and let his brothers have some fun, and then hand it over.

A plane streaks across the sky.

From the time he boarded the plane, Chen Zheng did not feel at ease for a moment, Qin Qingqing and Gao Hunt were in distress in Citigroup, but he couldn't do anything at the moment.

"Chen Zheng, don't worry, you can arrive tonight." Wu Tie tried to consuade.

Chen Zheng slammed his fist on the chair, and his eyes instantly turned red.

He understood that it was already the worst-case scenario.

Gao Hunt was shot, life and death were uncertain, only Qin Qingqing, a woman as weak as water, was left, how to save herself.

......

Listening to the wet ticking sound, Qin Qingqing raised his head and looked at the cement roof a few steps away.

An unknown hairball arrogantly crawled onto her bare feet.

Qin Qingqing frowned, picked up the sharp knife in his hand and stabbed it, then twisted the rat's tail and threw it aside.

In the next position, no less than ten dead rats have been lost.

In the meantime, she observed Gao Hunt's gunshot wound, fortunately it was in the shoulder position, not fatal, when the two were fleeing for their lives, Gao Hunt had used his last strength to pull out the bullet.

Even so, if there is no wound medicine to treat and the wound is infected, Takakari will be killed.

Therefore, Qin Qingqing felt that it was necessary to go out and see if he could find the medicine for the injury.

Those gunmen outside must still be looking for her, and if they do, her fate may be extremely miserable.

She didn't want Chen to hug her corpse and cry in vain when she found her.

Qin Qingqing stood up, picked up the ordinary mineral water bottle cut next to him, took the water from the waterway, and filtered it with the torn clothes a few times before slowly feeding it to Gao Hunt's mouth.

The moisture of the water, Gao Hunt woke up slowly, this scene made this iron-beaten man burst into tears.

"Sister-in-law Chen, leave me alone...... You find a way to get out of Citigroup yourself. ”

Qin Qingqing smiled, bit the sharp knife in his mouth, pulled his hair back with both hands, and then, grabbed the sharp knife in his mouth with one free hand, and cut off the hair that was picked up.

In an instant, a large patch of jet-black hair fell down.

"I'm thinking of going out and finding you some healing medicine, cutting your hair short, and making it difficult for others to recognize."

Gao Hunti was stunned, and then bit his mouth tightly, and the intermittent whimpering sound came and went.

"Don't worry, you follow Chen Zheng, that is the Chen family. You call me 'sister-in-law', I ...... It will also be someone from the Chen family, besides, you were injured to protect me, Chen Zheng is not here, I have to take care of you even more. ”

After that, Qin Qingqing walked forward slowly, walked to a slightly shiny place, brushed away the dead branches piled up together with his hands, and then continued to walk out of the sewer mouth.

After piling up the dead branches again, Qin Qingqing grabbed another handful of soil from the ground and wiped it on his face several times.

Short hair, dirty face, shabby old clothes, and the once charming painting girl are already worlds apart.

On the outskirts of the Flower Street community, it's more like a town.

Yesterday, I knew that the rape fields here were beautiful, and I thought of the Qingyuan in Huaicheng, so she came to paint and sketch, but I didn't expect things to take a turn all of a sudden.

Standing in front of the golden rape flowers, Qin Qingqing stroked his face, and when he looked around and saw no one, he covered his face and cried.

She was born into a wealthy family, and until she was shot, she was able to live the life she wanted.

Carefree, innocent, you can carry a sketchpad on your back when you are free, walk around and stop, and then stop somewhere in the wind and sun.

But these are only the surface of this world, and she finally sees the other side of the deep world.

After crying for about five minutes, she wiped away her tears, touched the sharp knife in her arms, and walked slowly forward in the rainy sunshine.