Outside the dense forest, there was already a shortage of soldiers, the two groups of people were entangled in close arms, and the people on Fu Mochuan's side had not yet fully arrived, so they seemed a little weak.

An Qing took advantage of the chaos to run to the small dilapidated house, and just twisted the doorknob a few times, a bullet whistled past her face, and the huge gunfire shook her ears with a buzzing noise.

She turned her face palely, and saw Fu Siyi kicking the gun in the bandit's hand, and the two were fighting together, she calmed down and hurried to open the door.

The door looked dilapidated, but she couldn't unscrew it, so she tried a few times, stooped down and picked up a large rock on the ground, turned and smashed it against the lock.

The sound of slamming the door mixed into all kinds of turmoil, it was noisy, she gritted her teeth and smashed it a few times, and a kidnapper rushed over again, and punched her hard in the back of the head, she dodged sideways, and the punch fell on her shoulder, and she slammed into the door panel, and the pain broke out in a cold sweat.

Behind her back, the kidnappers continued to attack her, not showing mercy because she was a woman, every punch seemed to have been hit hard by a hammer, she gritted her teeth and endured, picking up the stone in her hand to fight back.

The two were stalemate for a moment, Fu Yi rushed over in time to intercept the kidnapper, she took a few deep breaths, endured the great pain, and lifted the stone again.

Finally, the dilapidated door lock was smashed by her, the door panel slid open, and she saw Fu Mochuan's long figure at a glance, and her tense nerves were relaxed.

Inside and outside the door, several people looked at each other.

An Qing gasped, still holding the stone in his hand, and then his eyes fell on the woman in his arms, and his heart sank.

He hugged Fan Luowei and held her soft body firmly in his arms, so strong that he stinged her eyes.

It turned out that I was mentally prepared, but when I saw it with my own eyes, my heart still hurt.

It wasn't that she deliberately remembered, and the scene that Fu Weinian showed her very abruptly in her mind was also here, and the two people in front of her, equally inseparable, snuggled tightly and kissed each other deeply.

Seeing Fu Mochuan's good mood, she suddenly changed her mood, she remembered the estrangement and quarrel between the two, her helplessness and struggle, the fulfillment of his sentence when he left, and the divorce agreement spread in front of her.

Yes, they are over, it is impossible for anything to change because of this accident, the distance between the two is so far, even if they are still in love, they are destined to not be together.

"Let's go," just a stunned person, she shook off the stone in her hand, stopped looking at the two of them, turned around and walked out.

The indifferent back carried an indescribable determination, and the luster at the bottom of Fu Mochuan's eyes also dimmed until it was obscure.

Fan Luowei glanced at the two of them a few times, her eyes moved, and she said weakly: "Brother Mochuan, you go quickly, leave me alone." ”

While speaking, a kidnapper rushed over, Fan Luowei screamed, Fu Mochuan stretched out her foot and kicked the kidnapper away, she got into Fu Mochuan's arms, and grabbed him tightly with both hands.

"Ah, I'm so uncomfortable......" she cried out miserably: "Brother Mochuan, take your sister away, I, I don't want to drag you down......"

"Hold on, we'll be out right away."

Fu Mochuan stared at An Qing's back and dragged her arm to follow.

The situation outside was very chaotic, there were fights everywhere, and there were many corpses lying on the ground, Fan Luowei was really frightened, and was almost dragged forward by Fu Mochuan.

The people on Fu Mochuan's side came one after another, but the bandits were still very tenacious, seeing that Fu Mochuan was rescued, both groups of people rushed in their direction, An Qing bore the brunt of it, and was soon restrained by a bandit and held a gun to his head as a hostage.

"Let her go, I'll let you go!"

Fu Mochuan's pupils tightened, and the people on his side also gathered around, raising the guns in their hands one after another.

Dozens of people crowded into the forest clearing, black and oppressive at a glance, confronting each other unyieldingly, the air tense and suffocating.

Fu Mochuan's gaze was firmly fixed on An Qing's face, and the dark tide in his eyes was surging.

"Let your people throw all their guns away!" The bandit sent the gun on the side of An Qing's head forward, and said coldly: "It's okay to let her go, you can come and exchange it yourself." ”

"No problem." Fu Mochuan let go of Fan Luowei and took a step forward.

"Don't!"

"No, you can't!"

The two women shouted out at the same time, and Fan Luowei grabbed Fu Mochuan's arm and shook her head desperately: "Don't go, they will kill you." ”

Fu Mochuan ignored her, her eyes were staring at An Qing, her big palm pulled away her fingers one by one, Fan Luowei was in a hurry, a thought crossed her mind, she cried and cried, "Brother Mochuan, don't go, I, I'll change my sister." ”

Her words made everyone present stunned, Fu Mochuan's eyes fell on her face, and Fan Luowei grabbed him with rain: "Anyway, I can't leave, I'll change my sister, Brother Mochuan, you guys go quickly." ”

"Adong, pull her away."

Fu Mochuan said in a deep voice, Fu Yi stepped forward and grabbed Fan Luowei's arm, she unwillingly pulled Fu Mochuan tightly, her nails almost pinched into his flesh, crying heartbreakingly.

"No, let me change my sister, I'...... Ah, my stomach ......"

Fu Yi pulled her away with all her might, she staggered two steps, suddenly covered her abdomen, knelt on the ground with her knees, and just collapsed in front of Fu Mochuan, holding his legs and blocking his steps.

Almost at the same time, seven or eight heavily armed black-clothed men poured out of the dense forest, also covering their faces with hoods, and their bodies were strong and strong.

The original stalemate situation changed suddenly because of the arrival of these people, and the bandits' side was in high spirits, while Fu Mochuan's side quickly raised the weapons in his hands and pointed at this group of people vigilantly.

Fortunately, these people did not sneak attack secretly, and quickly converged with the kidnappers in the field, and a tall mysterious man walked to the center and said without warmth: "Let her change!" ”

It seems that he is the head of the other party, with the same majestic figure as Fu Mochuan, with a kingly wind in his gestures.

Everyone was stunned, and then understood what he meant, agreeing to exchange Fan Luowei for An Qing.

Fan Luowei was also shocked when she heard this, her tears froze, everyone could see that the other party's target was Fu Mochuan, even if she was willing to exchange herself for others, she couldn't look down on it, but what is the situation now?

She is not so great, she exchanged her life for her rival, she wished that An Qing would die in front of her immediately.

With a slight movement in her heart, she clutched her stomach, grabbed Fu Mochuan's trouser leg with her other hand, and raised her face tremblingly.

"Brother Mochuan, let me go, I'm willing, change my sister back."

As she spoke, she climbed Fu Mochuan's trouser leg with "difficulty" to get up, and because of weakness, she collapsed in his arms again.

Before that, Fu Mochuan didn't care about her life or death, but this distress changed her a little bit, and with so many men present, how could she push a frail pregnant woman out.

"Adong."

He pushed Fan Luowei to Fu Yi, raised his hands high, and slowly moved his steps towards the opposite side.

"Let her go, I'll be your hostage."

With a thud, the mysterious man fired a shot at his feet, sending dust into the clouds.

"You go back," the muzzle of the gun in the other man's hand pointed at Van Lowe, "let her come by herself." ”

Fan Luowei's heart skipped a beat, and she shrank beside Fu Yi, her whole body trembled slightly, but fortunately, she heard Fu Mochuan categorically refuse: "Impossible, it's a man who lets go of all the women, I'll go with you." ”

An Qing was still pointed at the head, her neck stiffened, and the corner of her eyes looked at this scene, including Fu Mochuan's categorical impossibility, and her heart was slightly sour.

That's right, Fu Mochuan is willing to die for her, but in his eyes, she is indeed not unique.

That's right, Van Lowe is also his woman, if he is really so ruthless, he is not worthy of love.

Even though she thought so, she still felt a faint loss in her heart.

There was no time for her to linger for too long, and the corners of his forehead tightened again, and the kidnappers grabbed his arm and dragged him out rudely.

She was dizzy for a while, stumbled and was pushed a few steps out, and heard the cold voice of the mysterious man: "Very good, take her away!" ”

In a trance, she felt that this voice was a little familiar, and before she could think about it, she was pushed out fiercely.

Fu Mochuan's pupils froze, and he raised his feet and was ready to rush over.

The mysterious man lagged behind, looked at him and said coldly, "If you want her to die, just catch up." ”

He paused, and when he turned his eyes, he saw An Qing being pointed at the head with a gun, staggering between a group of vicious bandits, and the palm hanging by his side was tense inch by inch.

"What you want is me, I'll go with you."

The mysterious man looked at him, his eyes exposed outside his face without warmth.

"You've already chosen."

He did choose!

Although it was not out of his intention, it was really between Fan Luowei and An Qing, and he gave up An Qing.

Fu Mochuan's heart ached suddenly, as if he was being dug with a knife, he covered his chest suddenly, and watched An Qing leave his sight step by step.

One defended and the other retreated, and both teams were ready to fight.

When all the kidnappers retreated into the grove, Fu Mochuan quickly took a gun from his subordinates and strode after him.

An Qing's leg wound was bleeding again, she staggered a few steps, her body suddenly lightened, and she was thrown to her shoulder like a sack, and the cold wound slid down, still against her waist and eyes.

The sound of the wind passed by the side of her face, and she was dizzy, and she simply closed her eyes tightly.

Soon, the kidnappers carried her out of the grove, and Fu Mochuan also chased after her with someone, and saw An Qing holding her head and being pushed into the car.

"Let her go!"

He shook off the gun in his hand and walked towards her with his hands held high: "I let you go, and you let her go." ”

The mysterious man didn't say a word, and pushed hard, An Qing rolled into the car, his gun pointed at the carriage, and looked at Fu Mochuan coldly.

"You see, it's not up to you right now."

That's right, An Qing was in their hands, Fu Mochuan didn't dare to act rashly, so he could only watch him calmly get into the car again.

Through the car window, the mysterious man pressed An Qing's head and pulled her to the window.

An Qing also looked at him, with a bloodless face, and slowly, smiled faintly at him.

After a long, long time, countless midnight dreams, Fu Mochuan will recall this smile.

Then, it hurts my heart......