The president's ex-husband is not easy to mess with

Chapter 722 Thrilling (7)
When Mu Changxuan heard such an explanation, his mood was not relieved, but even heavier.

Damn it, who fired the shot?What happened just now, why was there the sound of gunshots?

shot?not good……

He took a quick step, and ran away in a random direction. Before that, he didn't forget to order several subordinates beside him to look in different directions, leaving only one person standing guard.

I don’t know how long I’ve been running. It’s pitch black in front of me. There’s not even a street light. It must be sparsely populated. There are no clues on the wide road. This is a wealthy area, and there are few vehicles passing by. Did you go in the wrong direction?

Panting, he looked up to the sky and shouted heart-piercingly, "Xiaoyou!"

However, the only answer to him was the howling of the cold wind.

He lost her again, lost...

At this moment, Mu Changxuan's soul seemed to be drained dry, his legs trembling, looking at the endless night, pain, remorse, and guilt flooded into his brain, torturing his body and mind.

Just as he was about to turn around, familiar screams and cries came from behind him, giving him a glimmer of hope.

"No, it's not me, it's not me..."

"It's really not me, I didn't...I didn't sleep with him, no, I killed him, it was me..."

He turned his head quickly, under the dim streetlight, that petite body was running in panic, holding his head with both hands desperately, it seemed that he had been greatly stimulated.

Mu Changxuan's heart suddenly ached, as if thousands of sharp knives had penetrated into him. The pain was so painful that he couldn't take a step forward, let alone have the courage.

He had never seen Bai Xiaoyou's illness before, but he really saw it at this moment, he couldn't bear this kind of result.

Just as he was about to take a step towards her, suddenly, a dazzling headlight appeared at another fork. Bai Xiaoyou didn't feel anything, let alone avoid it. He just ran forward like crazy. Mu Ziqing was shot in his mind. Shots of himself shooting.

The car that appeared suddenly didn't mean to avoid Bai Xiaoyou, but bumped into her body, obviously someone did it on purpose.

"no no!"

"Xiaoyou!"

At the very moment, Mu Changxuan cried out in pain, and with a quick flash, he threw the person who was not far from him to the ground.

Strange to say, when Mu Changxuan pounced on that black car, the people inside slammed on the brakes, and the black car stopped one centimeter away from Mu Changxuan.

It's over, it's all over, and Mu Changxuan didn't recover from the panic until he heard the harsh sound of tires skidding across the ground, but his heart seemed to be empty, and he still didn't settle down.

When he looked back, there was no shadow of the car, which confirmed his thoughts even more. It seemed that he was knowing the enemy and hiding, and he had to deal with it as soon as possible, otherwise things like today would often happen.

How could he let Xiaoyou be in danger again? If he hadn't arrived in time just now, maybe... He didn't dare to think about it anymore, he didn't have the courage to think about the consequences.

"Help me, save me, believe me... It was really me who killed him, it was really me..." Bai Xiaoyou didn't know what happened, she pulled up the corner of Mu Changxuan's clothes and pleaded with all her might, Like a helpless child, so distressing.

Xiaoyou, do you know that you almost left me just now, you said, what should I do?
Mu Changxuan's big hand covered her panicked face, and his heart froze, the other hand knocked her unconscious.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here, I'm here..." He squatted on the ground, holding her thin body and muttering to himself, reluctant to let go for a long time.

At this time, several subordinates rushed over after hearing the sound, waiting for the order in front of him.

"Invite Dr. Li to the private villa. I have something to discuss with him." After an unknown amount of time, Mu Changxuan got up from the ground, hugged her unconscious into the car, and gave orders to his subordinates, his voice was fragile and he didn't know what to do. The domineering of the past.

He must have been frightened just now and couldn't recover!

"Sixth Master, you are injured, why not..." A subordinate inadvertently swept the bright red on the back of Mu Changxuan's hand, and reminded him aloud.

Mu Changxuan couldn't feel it at all, so he glanced at him coldly, and ordered coldly, "Shut up and drive!"

His injury is nothing, she almost died just now, what should he do in the future?
Without her, what does it matter if he is hurt or not?
(End of this chapter)