"An Yue?!" Leng Xiaoye hurriedly rushed over, looking at the large white foam spit out of his mouth, she immediately frowned and got up, rushed to the living room, and grabbed the phone, "I have someone here who is in a coma and needs help, the address is ......"

After making a distress call, she strode back to the bedroom and helped An Yue on the ground, "Hey, An Yue, An Yue ......"

An Yue opened his eyes and glanced at her with difficulty, "Little ...... Ono? ”

His voice was incomparably weak, but it was evidently surprised, as if he was happy to see her.

Leng Xiaoye gritted his teeth and roared, "That's right, it's me, I'm still alive, you're disappointed, you bastard...... What's wrong with you? ”

Angry to angry, angry to angry, looking at An Yue in front of her who seemed to be dying soon, she still couldn't help but be a little worried.

"Little ...... Ono! An Yue stretched out his palm with difficulty and held her arm, "Yes...... Right...... up, I ...... I shouldn't have done it to you...... Do it to you...... That...... That kind of thing...... Small...... Ono, you ...... Are you alright...... True...... It's so nice..."

Speaking of this, An Yue shook her arm vigorously, as if he wanted to say something, but a large white foam bubble came out of his mouth.

Capturing the footsteps outside the door, Leng Xiaoye frowned and let go of her, and retreated to the door in a flash, grabbing the baseball bat on the wall.

Footsteps, into the living room, and then in the direction of the bedroom.

Seeing the other party's shadow approaching, Leng Xiaoye took a step forward, flashed out of the door, and raised his hand to fight.

With two muffled snorts, the two guys who walked to the bedroom door were immediately knocked away by her and fell to the ground with a muffled sound.

When the guys in the back heard the movement here, they all raised their guns to aim at her.

"Don't shoot!"

Before they could aim at Leng Xiaoye, an angry male voice had already sounded by the living room door.

Hearing this voice, Leng Xiaoye immediately turned his face to look in the direction where the voice came from.

Sure enough, as she expected.

By the door, a tall man walked in, wearing a snow-white shirt, because it was inconvenient to wear a suit because of the gauze wrapped in his shoulders, and a loose light gray sweater jacket was draped over the shirt.

Someone turns on the light in the living room, and the moment the light comes on, the man who is suddenly dyed with lights on his body is like the appearance of a star on the stage.

Dazzling, dazzling.

The Earl, who is chasing all the way from Jamaica, is the Emperor Yaoyang.

Leng Xiaoye looked at Huangfu Yaoyang, Huangfu Yaoyang's gaze fell on her, and then from between her separated feet, he saw An Yue on the ground behind her.

"What did you do?!"

"What did you do?!"

She rang out at the same time as his voice.

Hearing each other's voices, both of them were stunned, and then looked at each other with a frown, and said the second sentence in unison.

"Not you?"

"Not you?"

The moment he saw Huangfu Yaoyang, Leng Xiaoye instinctively thought that he had done it.

Hearing him ask now, she immediately realized that this guy had just arrived.

How did he get here, why was he here, what was his purpose......

All this, Leng Xiaoye can't think about it, human life is at stake, of course, saving An Yue is the most important.

She turned around and ran to An Yue, seeing that everyone was still standing in place, she turned her face and scolded, "What do you see, come over and help, send him to the hospital!" ”

The bodyguards all looked at Huangfu Yaoyang, Huangfu Yaoyang frowned, raised his chin lightly, and the bodyguards immediately rushed over, lifted An Yue from the ground, and hurriedly carried him out of the room.

Leng Xiaoye chased after her, and as soon as she rushed to the door, a hand reached over and grabbed her wrist.