Chapter 22: If you want to live, get out
Severe pain came from her shoulder, Miaoyu felt that her bones must be broken, her hands were covered with blood, she was trampled under her feet by yellow hair, and her cold pupils gradually darkened.
"Shit, slut." Su Yu covered the wound on his neck and looked at her weakly, "I'll do her now!" ”
"Chi Beiyan won't let you go!" Miaoyu's fingers clasped the ground, hysterical.
"Hmph......" Su Yu, who was completely enraged, had lost his mind and stared at Miaoyu fiercely, "Do it!" ”
The three men sneered and approached with fierce eyes, seeing that the devil's claws were about to stretch out to her in despair, when suddenly, the iron door of the dilapidated factory shook violently and made a loud noise.
"The people inside, if you want to get out of here!"
Chi Beiyan is Chi Beiyan's voice!
Miaoyu's little face was pressed against the ground, and the corners of her cracked mouth slowly turned up. He came, and when she was most desperate, he descended from heaven like a god!
"Boss, it's ...... outside" Huang Mao glanced at the window probe, and was instantly scared.
Overhead, five helicopters hovered at low altitude, a man in a sturdy uniform black shirt surrounded the dilapidated factory building, and an uncle with gray temples, a walkie-talkie in one hand and a dazzling silver pistol in the other.
"......" the bald head scolded with a distorted expression, he never expected to provoke such a big formation, and grabbed Su Yu's collar with his backhand, "Who the hell are you offending!" ”
"......" Su Yu was completely stunned, he only knew that Chi Beiyan had some power in Kyoto, but he didn't know that his background was so deep and so terrifying.
"Big brother, we're going to die......" Huang Mao almost cried and collapsed down the wall.
Seven or eight people were stunned, at a loss, it's over, this time it's really not long-sighted, and they knocked down the muzzle!
The people outside the door were obviously impatient, and suddenly dozens of gunshots rang out, and the bullets passed through the iron door and grazed the ears of the bald head, so frightened that he sat on the ground and cried and begged for mercy, "Surrender!" We surrender! Blackie, go open the door! ”
"I, big brother, I don't dare!" Huang Mao huddled with his head trembling and curled up, and the bullet holes in the wall still lingered with the pungent smell of gunpowder.
"Bang-" The half-inch-thick iron door was opened, and outside the door, the grim-looking young man kicked his long legs, and the dazzling sunlight poured in with dozens of black-clothed people.
"Brother, you're here." Miaoyu endured the pain and staggered to her feet, looking at her and smiling, with scarlet blood on her lips, tragic and enchanting.
He came, standing murderously in the backlight, and behind him, the light was shining.
He came, half cold, half gentle, his dark eyes narrowed dangerously, and he was very cold.
"I know, you're coming." Miaoyu's voice was weak, and his long figure was reflected in his eyes, which became brighter and brighter.
She wiped her dirty little face, not knowing whether she was crying or laughing.
"Miaomy." Chi Beiyan's long arms wrapped around her soft body, her voice was choked, her eyes were red, and her eyes were intertwined with gentleness and coldness.
She leaned helplessly on his shoulder, her face full of tears and scars, how dare they ......
"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Chi Beiyan took her weak and boneless little hand, her dark eyes deepened, and she checked it carefully, for fear of hurting her again.
"If you don't come again, I think I'm going to hang." Miaoyu's thin body shrunk into his arms, and his cold fingers moved, "Chi Beiyan......"
His arms were warm and safe, and the breath that had been hanging seemed to be withdrawn in an instant, and she muttered his name, and her whole body went limp, and she lost consciousness......