Chapter 974: What a Waste

(Go to Read) The fire butterfly slumped in his arms, the blush on her face quickly disappeared, even her soft lips turned white, she smiled reluctantly, and said, "Honey, I'm sorry, I may not be able to be with you forever." I don't blame others, because I've always known that I'll have to pay it back sooner or later, but I didn't expect it to be paid back so quickly. It's worth it for me to be able to fall in love with you in my life......"

The fire butterfly gushed out a mouthful of blood again, and Chen Xuan could feel that her body temperature was constantly dropping.

Holding her body tightly, Chen Xuan said: "If I don't let you die, you will definitely not die, I will send you to the hospital now." ”

Fire Butterfly shook his head and said, "I'm a black person, I don't go to the public gate and the hospital, and besides, I'm so badly injured that I can't be saved." ”

Her expression did not look painful, and even very comfortable, for her, death was not terrible, it was a great happiness to be able to die in Chen Xuan's arms.

Chen Xuan's sword eyebrows were tightly condensed, and his heart was very painful, as if the bullet had hit not the fire butterfly but himself. He picked her up and quickly jumped out of the café, looking blankly around in the middle of the road.

There happened to be a sedan driving by, and the driver saw Chen Xuan holding a man covered in blood, so he not only did not slow down but honked his horn wildly for fear of getting into trouble. Chen Xuan gritted his steel teeth, flew up and kicked over.

After a rumbling sound, the smoke filled the air, and the car suddenly paused backwards, and the front of the car directly dented, and many parts on the car fell in a hurry.

Chen Xuan's body also retreated five or six meters sharply, but he didn't fall. He stepped forward a few steps, stared at the dumbfounded driver, and said sharply, "Get me down!"

The driver climbed out as quickly as a dog, Chen Xuan immediately got in, put the fire butterfly away, and drove the broken car that had not yet been scrapped, rushing out like a wild horse.

The street in front of the bar was almost full of people from the Purple Butterfly Group, with noises, yelling, and phone calls coming and going, and the security guards not far away were completely ignored.

There were more people inside, but it was quiet, and there was no sound.

Everyone looked in one direction, and that was the small, quiet courtyard behind the bar.

In a room in the courtyard, Mu Rongjie slapped the table angrily, the blue tendons on his forehead burst out, and shouted: "Who did it! You all listen, no matter what means you use, you must find out the murderer within a day, otherwise I will chop you up and feed you to the dogs!"

The four altar masters of blue, blue, red, white and black poked there like statues, their heads bowed, and they didn't even dare to lift them.

Mu Rongjie became like a crazy lion, his hair was scratched in a mess, and he roared: "If the butterfly really doesn't work, I must let all the Qin Hai factions bleed like a river and bury my daughter!"

Usually, even if he encounters a big thing, Mu Rongjie can handle it calmly, but today he is a different person.

He squinted at Chen Xuan, who was sitting not far away, and said hoarsely: "Chen Xuan, aren't you quite clever and capable of fighting? If the butterfly has three long and two short, I'll kill you first!"

Chen Xuan didn't raise his eyelids, took a puff of cigarette, and said in a deep voice: "The doctor in the inner room is rescuing, if you want the butterfly to be fine, you'd better keep your mouth shut." ”

"You ......" Mu Rongjie stomped his feet and sighed deeply, he also knew that even if he had the means to reach the heavens and the earth, he could only wait.

Dark forces have their own rules, and not being able to enter the public gate or death is one of them, and as a big sister like Fire Butterfly, you have to abide by it. It is very normal for a black group to have a knife wound and gunshot wound, so the slightly larger group will have its own social doctor to deal with some medical emergencies.

The social doctor of the Purple Butterfly Group is a middle-aged woman, and they all call her Aunt Jiu. Aunt Jiu was also a woman of a certain eldest brother when she was young, but later the eldest brother hung up, and she gradually washed her hands and opened a community outpatient clinic to make a living.

In normal times, it receives ordinary patients, but in case of special circumstances, it will be closed immediately, and only serve the brothers of the Purple Butterfly Group. Because she has some old acquaintances with Fire Butterfly, she is willing to become the social doctor of the Purple Butterfly Group, and she can also be said to be half a brother of the Purple Butterfly Group.

With the sound of footsteps, Aunt Nine walked out of the back room while wiping the blood stains on her hands. The crowd immediately gathered around and asked about the fire butterfly.

"Aunt Jiu, how is the eldest sister?"

Aunt Jiu looked solemn and shook her head helplessly.

Fire Butterfly was shot three times, one of them in the shoulder and two in the back, both of which were deadly, and even penetrated deep into the internal organs, even if the bullet could be taken out, it would not help.

People are still in shock, and all Aunt Nine can do is group her to stop the bleeding, and the Grim Reaper is constantly approaching her, and can take her life at any time.

After listening to Aunt Jiu's statement, Mu Rongjie rolled his eyes and fainted directly, but fortunately, someone next to him helped him.

His expression was extremely painful, he closed his eyes hard, and two lines of old tears flowed out as if he didn't want money. He blames himself very much now, if he hadn't embarked on the road of no return to the dark forces, he wouldn't have almost lost his life, separated his father and daughter, and the fire butterfly wouldn't have followed his old path. Now that the father and daughter have just reunited, and they have to face the white-haired man sending the black-haired man, how can he bear such a blow?

Mu Rongjie said in a hoarse voice: "Go quickly, at any cost, find the best doctors in the whole Qin Hai." ”

Aunt Nine sighed and said, "It's useless, it's useless for anyone to come." ”

"Nonsense, how can you know it's useless if you don't try, whoever dares to say frustrating words again, I will kill whoever else!" Mu Rongjie roared. At this time, his mind was obviously a little confused.

When everyone heard this, they were all silent, and they didn't dare to let a fart go.

He had nowhere to vent his anger, and he wanted to vent his anger at Chen Xuan, because if it weren't for him, he wouldn't have gone to Haidilao Shabu Shabu to talk about things, and the fire butterfly wouldn't have gone to the rescue, and he wouldn't have been assassinated later, so he simply thought that all this was Chen Xuan's fault!

But he looked around and found that Chen Xuan was no longer in the air at this time, and the smell of the inferior tobacco he smoked was still in the air.

The inner room is a boudoir of the fire butterfly, everything inside is arranged in an orderly manner, the lilacs on the windowsill are blooming, the bright windows are spotlessly clean, and everything is neat and orderly, not at all like the bedroom of a thick line dark power eldest sister.

In addition to the unique aroma of women, there is also a smell of blood in the air.

The fire butterfly was lying on the soft bed, the blood on her body was wiped clean, and her soft hair hung down on the pillow. She was now wearing a plain white nightdress, looking a bit like a bride who had just returned from the wedding hall.

Her hands drooped naturally, the expression on her face was very comfortable, as if she was asleep, and the corners of her mouth raised a subtle arc, like a happy smile.

Chen Xuan quietly walked over, looked at it quietly for a while, and then slowly raised her right hand, and with one of her palms, the void was facing the woman's body, and moved in a strange posture.

The fire butterfly seemed to feel something, and her upper body moved slightly, and then, as if she was being pulled by some kind of force, she slowly sat up.

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