Then I suddenly found out that something was wrong, this is a disguise!

One person blocked the summer evening wind, and the other two men rushed towards Zhang Yong, the person they wanted to kill...... It's Zhang Yong!

It's too late!

Xia Wanfeng was blocking one of them just now, three steps away, it was too late to turn around and block it, so she could only watch a knife stab towards Zhang Yong's chest!

"Zhang Yong!!"

Faster screams, speed like some kind of miracle, a figure rushed to the middle, blocking in front of Zhang Yong.

It's Huang Sanjie.

The knife sank into her vest and stabbed the tip of the knife through her chest, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

"Third sister!"

"Third sister!"

roared in unison, no one expected such a mutation, and the person who moved the knife was also stunned.

I had to mend the knife, Xia Wanfeng had already rushed over, kicked his foot towards their knees, heard a click, and directly fractured and dislocated!

An even faster kick hit the crotch of the other man, and within thirty seconds, all three masked men were lying on the ground and wailing.

Xia Wanfeng turned to look at Huang Sanjie, she was held in her arms by the helpless Zhang Yong, her mouth was still vomiting blood, and a large patch of blood had fainted from her chest.

"Third sister!"

Xia Wanfeng went over and took her hand, "Zhang Yong, what are you still doing in a daze, emergency number!" ”

"Yes, yes!!" Zhang Yong looked for the phone everywhere in a panic, "Why can't I find it, why can't I find it?" Where's my phone! ”

Tears fell frantically, "What about my TM phone!" ”

Third Sister Huang held Xia Wanfeng's hand, still smiling: "Evening Breeze...... I'm sorry for you. But...... Please......"

"Don't say it, third sister, Huang Xiaoli...... Stop talking! Zhang Yong was crying and wanted to hug her tightly, but he only left his hands full of blood and didn't dare to move.

Third Sister Huang is so persistent, holding Xia Wanfeng's hand, so hard, as if ...... It's the exhaustion of life.

"Please, I...... The child is his father...... Definitely, it must have been forced. ”

Her words were not finished, but the meaning was so obvious, her eyes looked at Xia Wanfeng pleadingly, she was letting Xia Wanfeng ...... Let Zhang Yong go.

This woman, at this time, actually thought about it...... Or is it still her husband?

The two men looked at each other without saying a word.

Xia Wanfeng's heart moved, and finally ...... Still sighed.

"I promise you, third sister. I don't move Zhang Yong. ”

"Good...... It's ......" Third Sister Huang was really relieved and smiled.

The eyes are romantic, the third sister thought, it turns out that death is like this.

It doesn't hurt at all, it's just a little sad...... It's just that there's still ......

There's a lot to say.

She patted Zhang Yong's hand and smiled.

"Husband...... Don't be afraid ......"

"Third sister...... It's going to be the same ...... as ever."

"The third sister protects you."

Another mouthful of blood came out, and her smile froze.

This breath went out.

Only......

It's out again.

Zhang Yong was stunned and shouted cautiously: "Huang Xiaoli? Huang Xiaoli? Why don't you speak? ”

"Huang Xiaoli, wake up, don't tease me. I'll call you now, I'll be right now! ”

Xia Wanfeng shook her head, "The knife broke open the spleen and grazed the heart, and her heartbeat stopped beating." Excessive blood loss......"

"The third sister is dead. Let her close her eyes. ”

Xia Wanfeng stretched out his hand to cover Third Sister Huang's eyes, but was slapped away by Zhang Yong!