How can the president be fierce

Chapter 3401 Sweet Marriage Chapter 1963 There is no passerby around her, only a meow.

Thunder roared, and it rained like a torrential rain.

Three in the morning.

The barking of bulldogs one after another spread far and far in the quiet night.

In the darkness, a black shadow that merged with the night flew by, and the thin silver thread slipped out from the wrist, and wrapped firmly around a sycamore tree outside the three-meter-high wall.

The speed of galloping increased, and then she jumped lightly, stepped on the wall with her right foot, and when she jumped forward with this strength, a hunting dog behind her bit her left leg fiercely.

In the darkness, there was a muffled groan, which was covered up by the barking dogs below.

The body that had already crossed the high wall immediately fell, and when it was about to fall, both hands firmly grasped the top of the wall.

Several dogs jumped and barked ferociously, their sharp teeth brushing against their toes several times.

The black shadow hooked his right foot to the wall with all his strength, and swung his left foot desperately trying to throw off the dog that was biting her leg and not letting go.

There are many people.

The bullet pierced through the night and hit her with a sharp sound of piercing through the air.

In the darkness, the precarious figure on the wall suddenly lost its balance and fell straight down the wall.

"I hit him."

The man who took the lead immediately put the pin on his back and looked at the men behind him: "Go! Bring him back!"

He wants to see what kind of thief actually dares to come here to steal things after eating the bear's heart and leopard's guts!

Soon, a person turned back and lowered his head: "The person is gone, they are chasing him."

"Gone?"

The man frowned, and kicked in extreme anger: "How is that possible?! I hit him!"

Being bitten by a dog, being hit, and falling off a three-meter-high wall, how could he escape so quickly?
The person who was kicked to the ground immediately got up and stood respectfully again: "Yes, there is a lot of blood on the ground. It seems that we should not be far away. We will catch up soon. Please wait a moment..."

"Trash! They are all fucking trash!"

"..."

……

Bai Yueyan likes rainy days very much, especially on rainy nights, it can provide her with all the perfect camouflage and protection she wants.

With the last bit of effort, he climbed up the window, and he didn't even have the strength to stand still, so he fell directly and heavily from the window sill.

There was a loud bang of 'bang--'.

Miao Miao, who was sleeping soundly in the bedroom, was awakened, opened the door and walked out, and at a glance, she saw a black tights, soaked all over, Bai Yueyan with a pale complexion lying on the ground, struggling to breathe, the rain mixed with blood on her body meander open.

She breathed a sigh of relief, leaning lazily against the door and window with her arms crossed, and looked at her with a half-smile: "Oh, I can't tell you're working hard! How dare you go out when it's raining so hard outside? Aren't you afraid of catching a cold?"

Bai Yueyan's consciousness is already a little fuzzy, if there is even a passerby by her side at this moment, she will faint at any time.

It's a pity that there is no passerby around her, only a meow.

A woman who can't step forward to give her a knife, but can definitely watch her die with little blood drained from her body.

For details, please refer to the "cold" theory she just mentioned.

When people are pushed to a desperate situation, there will always be a little bit of persistence that never gives up.

She gathered up a little strength, tried a few times, and finally managed to get up. Clutching her wounded arm, which was bleeding profusely, she staggered back to the bedroom.

(End of this chapter)