He is not perverted enough to control Luo Nanchu's marriage now, so he can only be at his mercy.

His father was such a paranoid and stubborn man.

He is not strong enough, and in the face of his control, in addition to accepting, the only remaining resistance is to risk his life to escape.

If you don't accept it, you don't accept it, if you don't agree, you don't agree, there's really nothing to say, he won't marry Lu Mingyou if he dies.

He didn't want to regret it.

Luo Nanchu got out of the car, walked to a shallow depression and bowed a handful of water to wash his face.

Although the windows were closed, she was still blown to ashes, and her hair was covered with dust.

Fu Tingyuan also got out of the car, leaning in the shadow of the car and smoking, he raised his head slightly and looked into the distance.

They were at another starting point in the city at the moment, and they could get out of the city by driving through this side.

Yan Qingfeng left some people in the city, but now they really can't help much, the slums are very big, the forces are complicated, they have already left Nero's territory, this area is the territory of another Mexican gang leader.

They can't stay here long and will have to leave soon.

Luo Nanchu tore out a bag of compressed biscuits and handed him a slice.

The two of them leaned against the car door and ate their long-overdue breakfast.

After breakfast, Luo Nanchu rested his head on the man's lap and lay down on the back seat to rest.

Fu Tingyuan looked at her with his head down, holding her fingers and kissing her fingertips with his head down.

His eyes were very gentle, which made Luo Nanchu feel that even if he lived like this, it would be good for the rest of his life.

These are the hardest days of her life, not mentally, but **.

But it was also the happiest day of her life.

It may feel ridiculous.

But she really felt that as long as she could be with him, she didn't care about anything.

She really loved him.

I love him very much.

It was raining heavily.

In the dark alley, there was the sound of hurried footsteps behind him.

Luo Nanchu couldn't run anymore, she was panting heavily, and her face was bloodless from the rain.

Fu Tingyuan pushed her into an alley and the gap between the alley, lowered his head and kissed her the lips, and then quickly said, "I'll go and lure them away." You stay here and don't move. ”

He turned around to leave, Luo Nanchu subconsciously grabbed his hand: "Fu Tingyuan......"

She looked so anxious that she was about to cry.

"Don't be afraid, I won't leave you alone. I'll be back soon. ”

He was also wet, dripping from top to bottom, but compared to her panic, he looked calm.

The footsteps of the people behind were already clear.

This group of people was not from the Yan Sect, and they shot as soon as they saw them.

Such hatred is here to extinguish the mouth.

Luo Nanchu bit his lip tightly, Fu Tingyuan reached out and hugged her hard, and said in a low voice: "Wait for me to come back and take you away." ”

His figure disappeared into the dark rain.

Luo Nanchu squatted down and hugged his head, suppressed his crying, and listened to the sound of those people chasing Fu Tingyuan's footsteps away.

The rain was pouring down from the cracks in the corner of the wall overhead, and she was already soaking wet, her body was shaking, and she couldn't tell whether it was cold or scared.

In the distance she heard a gunshot, and she hugged herself and almost broke down crying, oh my God, she cried and thought, don't let anything happen to him. Otherwise, how would she live for the rest of her life.