He only remembered that there was his enemy in front of him, but he forgot that behind him, there were also internal ghosts.

The person in front is responsible for attracting attention, and the person in the back is responsible for doing it, with a clear division of labor and a purpose - to kill him!

By the time he had reacted to this, it was too late, and at that time, a little blood in her chest had fallen into his arms.

He had always thought that they were here to kill her, so he protected her tightly, and for the first time he put his own safety at risk.

Little by little, the gore spread, and he desperately tried to stop the bleeding hole, but to no avail.

Feeling her breathing getting weaker and weaker, despair spread little by little, like that blood hole, he suddenly felt a little cold, as if he was back in the dark house many years ago.

There were too many parting words, he was at a loss, he didn't want to say or listen, he just wanted her to live, as long as she lived.

And she, her eyes were full of tenderness, and he suddenly remembered his mother again, at that time, in the dark, was the scene of farewell also like this?

"Jun Shu, Jun Shu, my Chinese name," he panicked, how could it be goodbye, grabbed one of her hands, and said incoherently: "My mother's name represents light, hope, you will accompany me, right, right?" ”

He looked at her with hopeful eyes, and there was a subtle panic in them.

She laughed, but it was better not to laugh, her face turned pale in pain, she lost her blood, and she no longer had that thrilling coquettishness, and murmured: "Junjun...... ...... Call...... I'm sorry...... I...... Love you...... Call...... No...... I'm with you...... Whew...... Be happy...... Stay alive...... Stay alive—"

He knelt on the ground, with her in his arms, watching her slowly close her eyes, her body became cold a little bit, and when she closed her eyes, her heart became numb.

When he opened his eyes again, the corners of his mouth kept hooking, it used to be cold on the surface, but now it was cold in his bones.

Because of his many men and horses, the Huaxia military team was killed, and the traitor, the traitor who caused her to die for him to block the gun, was also controlled.

Speaking of which, this traitor is still his right-hand man, a person he trusts very much, otherwise how could he be asked to guard her.

Thinking about it, it was also planned, deliberately letting her out and leading her to him, so that he could continue with everything that followed.

If she hadn't been in a position where she happened to see the traitor pointing the gun at him, how could she have pushed him away in a hurry and blocked the shot for him?

Such a traitor is really not a pity to die.

"Take it down!"

He carried her and went to the hospital, forcing the doctor to remove the bullet and stitch up the wound.

He washed the blood from her body, dressed her in a beautiful red dress, and she looked like an angel at this time.

He kissed his angel and froze her up.

The world said that he was heartless, ruthless, cruel and tyrannical, just because of his only heart, all his love was given to her.

"Do you know why I created DM in the first place?" Fernde was like telling someone else's story, with a good smile on his face, and he couldn't see any emotion, he looked at Lin Xi, but his eyes were not focused, and he asked this question.

"Can't guess."

Lin Xi shook her head, she really couldn't understand Fend.

"It's ridiculous to think about it now, I was thinking about helping the weak, so that the weak people have abilities, so that they have the ability to resist when they face the scum."