Pampering Little Wife: President, Please Be Moderate

Chapter 189 Jealousy and Madness (7)

Holding the gun, Ye Zhen glanced at the situation of her companions, and was relieved to see that Liu Wen had been controlled by the young man.

Then he aimed at Liu Li, "Let go of Xiaoya." Du Hu quickly surrounded her to protect her.

"Do you think you can escape with a gun? Arrest Yu Xiaoya." Liu Li didn't see Liu Wen being captured, but saw Ye Zhen pointing a gun at her, her face contorted, how could she It can give Xu Yezhen a chance to escape.

The man who detained Yu Xiaoya hesitated. The big boss who hired him seemed to be under their control. If they didn't listen to them, if they jumped the wall and killed him directly, wouldn't they lose their money? After thinking about it for a while, the man finally let Xiaoya go.

So Ye Zhen and the others quickly moved closer to the young man, and then they found out the young man's situation at this time, and their hearts were raised instantly.

The young man Qinglie sounded with a somewhat hoarse voice: "Miss, I advise you to put away your gun, my knife is definitely faster than yours, and I die as soon as I die, you are different, Are you willing to die like this?"

Liu Wen was indeed afraid of death, she hadn't won that man's heart yet, and she hadn't enjoyed more honorable treatment.The knife on her neck was cold to the bone, and she had no doubts about its sharpness. With a slight swipe, the carotid artery would be cut open, and the blood would splash out from her body. He was extremely frightened but could only wait for death to come, and could even clearly feel the blood flowing from his neck.

Liu Li was frightened, her fingers trembled, and she almost couldn't hold the pistol.

Seeing her expression, the young man knew that the threat was successful. As soon as he moved away, he quickly took the gun from her hand, and when he was about to hand it to Dug, he felt a burst of dizziness from his head, making his eyes black and his body weak. fall.

At that moment, the masked man standing behind Liu Wen moved, pulled Liu Wen, and then kicked Shentu Qingyu at the wound on his back. Ye Zhen and the others had no time to react. With a shrill scream, the situation was instantly reversed.

The young man was lying pale on the ground, the wound on his back was bloody and shocking; Liu Wen was leaning against the masked man with a face of pain, her right hand was tightly pressed against the left collarbone, and the bright red blood was slowing down. Slow out.

It was only at this time that Ye Zhen and the others realized that the boy was injured, and it was so serious.

"Boss, are you alright?" Dui hurriedly lifted Shentu Qingyu up, looking at the boss's back, he almost shed tears.

"It's okay, I didn't get things done just now, it looks like we're going to end up here...cough cough..." The young man's voice was weak, and then he coughed like a death, until his paper-pale face appeared. An abnormal blush didn't stop.

The kick of the masked man just now seemed to have broken his right rib. He didn't know whether it had pressed the lung or pierced it. He felt a little difficult to breathe.

I just hope it's not the latter, otherwise the consequences of pneumothorax and open wounds would be disastrous.

Ye Zhen has read some medical books, and knows that the young man's situation is critical at this time. If he doesn't take emergency treatment immediately, he is only a short distance away from death.

Ye Zhen held the gun, walked a little away from the crowd, and aimed at her; "Liu Wen, my marksmanship is not good, but I can still shoot at such a short distance. Your target is me, isn't it? As long as you let go Let them pass, and I will let you dispose of them, otherwise I will not let you go even if we die together."

Ye Zhen's voice had a sense of rupture, she was the one who got them arrested, so she wanted to send them out.

(End of this chapter)