Verse 20 I believe in you

The lights went out, and it was pitch black between the rooms.

The rich black color was like a suffocating brocade robe, tightly engulfing everyone, and the screams in the room continued. In the warm breath of agarwood like water, Murong Hualou smelled the bloody smell of cold weapons, she thought it was an illusion, and the next moment, there was a faint rustle of the weapon unsheathed.

She never discarded her past acumen.

The trembling sound of a sharp weapon slicing through the air was almost muffled by the screams and whining voices in her ears, and she could tell that it was coming in her direction. When I wanted to take a few steps back to avoid it, I was grabbed by Li Fangjing's waist.

Ying Ying shook it, and her body fell lightly into the crook of his arm.

When he turned around, his slender and slender fingertips grabbed her neck, and then there was a faint fragrance of tobacco in his ears: "Sorry for Madame...... Don't make a sound, or ......" His fingers were a little heavier, making it difficult for the painting building to breathe.

Murong Painting nodded mechanically, exhaling a deformed word "good", but without a trace of panic.

Li Fangjing held Murong Painting Building hostage, and the two of them walked briskly, and they had already disappeared into the blue curtain of the stage behind them. The darkness lasted for a minute, and the club's manager tried to reassure everyone with a smile, claiming that the fuse was burned out and was being repaired.

Later, a strong smell of blood wafted through the ballroom. Others may not have such vigilance, but Li Fangjing and Murong Painting Building, who were hiding behind the curtain, could smell it, and their expressions changed, and they had their own doubts in their hearts.

Someone was killed!

"Ahh The screams from nowhere further disturbed the atmosphere of the dance hall, "Blood...... Blood! ”

As soon as these words came out, some people wanted to rush the door, and the ballroom was chaotic.

Li Fangjing originally only suspected that someone wanted to harm him, but he had already concluded at this moment. Whether it is Bai Yungui's person or not, there is no point in holding Murong Hualou hostage: Bai Yungui is willing to let the Japanese calculate her, and he will not care about her life and death. Fingers loosened slightly, he let go of her, turned to escape from the patio behind the stage, but felt a tightness around his waist.

The German-made pistol he had been hiding in his underwear was in the hands of Murong Painting Building.

"It's hard to miss six...... Don't make a sound, okay, otherwise ......" Murong Hualou's voice was soft and graceful, and it floated lightly in Li Fangjing's ears, learning his words word by word, which had a unique charm. Recently, I have listened to a lot of dramas, and I speak with a charming tone of reading dramas.

When she snatched the pistol, Li Fangjing boasted that he was vigilant, but he didn't notice it at all...... The bottom of his heart suddenly emptied, and he smiled in a low voice: "It turned out to be you......"

Is she the protagonist of the play?

How could Murong Painting House not know what he meant? didn't explain too much, just said, "I thought it was you...... It seems to be a misunderstanding? ”

He didn't believe it, and she didn't believe it even more!

A gunshot rang out, blood splattered, and the entire ballroom fell silent. Then there was a complete scream and scream, and in the midst of the noise, I heard Li Zhenghong shouting: "Madam...... Miss Six ...... "His voice was loud, particularly clear and anxious, and seemed to suppress other voices.

Li Fangjing suddenly didn't understand.

This lady, not the assassin tonight?

"Now, I seem to believe you...... We seem to have a misunderstanding......" Li Fangjing still stood there with his head down, letting her gun against his waist, if it was usual, he didn't believe that she would shoot, maybe he would tease her. Today is different.

"Let's go!" Murong Hualou's voice suddenly tightened, pushing Li Fangjing to roll to the side, sliding ten meters away, the position they had just stood was pierced by a bullet. The sporadic firelight shone on Li Fangjing's face, which was extremely eye-catching.

In the chaos, her body was unstable, but her wrist was in sharp pain, he twisted it, grabbed the pistol, and then pointed the cold barrel of the gun directly at her forehead, hugging her body, and when the window behind her broke, Li Fangjing jumped down like this......

Although he was very skillful on the ground, he touched a piece of broken glass, and Li Fangjing hugged Murong Hualou and rolled it aside, and the piece of glass was inserted into his left arm. He took a breath of pain before he gritted his teeth and didn't scream.

The faint neon on the street shone on the faces of the two of them. If he hadn't put his arms around her, the glass would have been inserted into her heart......

Her eyes trembled slightly, her eyelashes overturned, and the smile on her lips froze.

There were bursts of gunfire behind him, and Li Fangjing couldn't care about it for a long time, so he grabbed her and kept running, and there seemed to be footsteps chasing behind him. Li Fangjing was very familiar with the topography of the concession, and in a moment he got into a curved path, surrounded by narrow walls.

As soon as he came out of the path, he saw three or two figures at the west end, and when he saw them, he left and rushed over.

Li Fangjing's arm was bleeding all the time, and the gun in his hand was unstable, but he held Murong Hualou's hand tightly. When there is no way to escape, I don't feel that she is a burden.

"Let's go south...... To the south is the pier! The Haiyan Gang there does not rely on any forces. Whether the killer is from the Overseers or from the South, the Haiyan Gang can provide us with a temporary respite......" Murong Hualou reminded him when he saw that he was a little flustered.

Li Fangjing was stunned for a moment, stopped his footsteps, and looked at her inexplicably. The black dress was torn, the glass of his left arm was still in, the blood was quite terrifying, his sideburns drew a slender cut, blood beads condensed, his eyes were shining in the night, and his demeanor was not diminished at all. Even if he is down, his nobility is still raised on his eyebrows, and he is so domineering that he refuses to retreat.

"You really ...... I really believe in you now! Li Fangjing's voice was very soft. Murong Hualou listened to it and smiled with relief.

When I turned around to leave, there were camel footsteps in the south, east, west, and north.

Embattled, the sound of bullets clattering was unusually clear, and the jet-black barrel was pointed at them. Behind the well-trained killer, a person was wearing a black robe, the brim of his hat was pressed very low, and his voice was gloomy and clear: "Li Liushao, my lord is invited!" ”

Li Fangjing was stunned for a moment, then glanced at Murong Hualou with a smile, then threw away the short gun in his hand, raised his hand to make a surrender, and said with a smile: "Heh, it turned out to be you...... Scare me out of my sweat ......"

The visitor was not a friend, but he seemed to be relaxed. It's just because he knows that the person who wants to harm him tonight is not Bai Yungui. Not only for the six southeastern provinces, but also for themselves. Lucky just because, she is not a person who returns to the clouds!

Wives and subordinates are different people!

"I've been affected by you......" Murong Hualou sighed, not seeing her panicked questions, as if everything was expected, even if she complained, it was like a woman being coquettish.

She's just as easy, tonight's assassin, and it's not her target!