Madame is as charming as a flower

Chapter 897 I Want You To Die!

Was he moved with compassion?
No, Fu Yuejun is just a passer-by and their enemy. Senior brother just appreciates her talent, and it is impossible for her to give birth to anything.

Moreover, Hiroshi Fujiwara's heart is like a stone.

Knowing this, Gu Qingmiao never worried about anything.

She believed that he would not let her down.

"You still have the nerve to ask?"

When Fu Yuejun pinched him, he used a lot of strength, his face was pale and bloodless, like a Shura crawling out of hell, and there was great hatred in his tone: "Fujiwara Hiroshi, it's all thanks to you!" Give!"

If it wasn't for him, how could her elder brother hurt her?

"I want you to die!" Fu Yuejun raised his dagger and stabbed at Fujiwara Hiroshi fiercely, so fast that no one could react, and Fujiwara Hiroshi forgot to resist for a moment.

Because he saw Fu Yuejun's extremely spiteful eyes.

In this life, he only knew that he had had such a strong hatred before, and that kind of hatred was like wishing to chop up his enemy into pieces and fry them in a frying pan, but it was hard to comfort his heart.

And at that time, a dull pain suddenly appeared in his heart, like an electric current, quickly flowed through his body, spread to all limbs, and finally disappeared.

Like an illusion.

It was because of this illusion that Hiroshi Fujiwara did not have time to resist.

So, Fujiwara Hao watched helplessly as the dagger pierced his chest fiercely, she pulled out the dagger, and the blood splashed on Fu Yuejun's face in an instant, and the bloodthirsty smile on the woman's face was as terrifying as a devil.

Then, he heard the sound of flesh being torn apart, the sharp object pierced into his chest and passed through his collarbone, leaving a bloody hole in his chest. Blood gushed out from the hole, staining his shoulder red.

"Brother--"

Gu Qingmiao screamed in grief, and when Fu Yuejun dropped the dagger again, she rushed to block it, so the sharp dagger pierced into her abdomen mercilessly.

"Damn it!" Fujiwara Hiroshi's eyes darkened, he hugged Gu Qingmiao in his arms, stretched out his feet and kicked Fu Yuejun's stomach, Jin Tingxiao's eyes were quick, and he grabbed Fu Yuejun into his arms.

With a single shot, it hit Hiroshi Fujiwara in the calf.

Duan Siyan also subconsciously wanted to protect Fu Yuejun, but just as he touched her clothes, Jin Tingxiao kicked him aside, and the man said viciously, "Don't touch me, Ah Jiu, with your dirty hands!"

Jin Tingxiao helped Fu Yuejun sit down on a chair beside him, and used the things he brought with him to treat her hand injury, feeling extremely distressed.

"Brother, how are you?"

Enduring the severe pain, Gu Qingmiao covered the two wounds on Hiroshi Fujiwara's body with her hands, but no matter how she tried to cover them, she couldn't stop the blood from flowing out from her fingers.

Can't stop.

She could only hold him helplessly, crying into tears.

At this time, she didn't care about how she was injured anymore, and threw herself on Fujiwara Hiroshi, fearing that he would bleed too much and something bad might happen.

Fujiwara Hao raised his hand, wiped away the tears on her face, and pointed at Fu Yuejun and the two with shaking fingers. Gu Qingmiao thought that he wanted to issue a killing order, and immediately shouted outside: "Shoot them!"

"No..." Hiroshi Fujiwara shook his head, his face was pale, and he said weakly: "Let them go!"

"Brother, what did you say..."

Gu Qingmiao looked at him in disbelief, with a bit of resentment in her tone, as if she didn't expect Hiroshi Fujiwara to say such a thing, but when she saw him coughing, she felt distressed.

Immediately let the soldiers retreat and let Fu Yuejun and the others leave.

(End of this chapter)