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"Ah--"

The sudden scream from Yahan's mouth was dumb and sad. Heart-piercing, there was a burst of pleasure in the scarred heart. In the past four years, this was indeed the saddest and most refreshing cry he heard. However, such a cry was too easy to alarm other people. Once he covered Yahan’s mouth, he turned the muzzle back: "Don’t move!" For Yahan, he didn’t want to kill it so soon. He wanted It's not just such a bit of pain.

However, ignoring the wheel on his head, Yahan, whose eyes seem to lose focus, is already struggling violently, like a mad female leopard, tearing her hands desperately, the knife scars her right hand hard but her left hand is late After a long time before squeezing the trigger, at a certain moment, there was a sudden pain in his hand, and her right hand covering Yahan's mouth was bitten severely by her. Freed from the control of Scar. Yahan ran a few steps, crying and knelt in front of Jiaming, hurriedly trying to block his bleeding chest.

"Jia Ming... Stop joking, how could it be... Stop joking... wake me up..."

"I do..."

Yahan struggled desperately to his surprise, Scar shook his bleeding right hand, his muzzle still followed Yahan, and took a few steps bitterly. On the back of her head: "Damn it, you..."

"The farce is over."

With the sudden sound, one hand grabbed the barrel part of the hand wheel without any talents, and was horrified. He suddenly pulled the trigger, but with the movement of that hand, the shell of the gun had been directly erased. The inner core, spring and other parts of the pistol jumped out bang bang. In his gaze, Jia Ming on the ground stood up and stared at him ghostly. There was even a fruit knife on his left hand.

"Don't be afraid..."

The bullet hits the left chest and can stand up. Remove the pistol before the trigger is pulled... This is the first time he has seen such a thing, and of course, the last time. While speaking lightly, Jia Ming waved his right hand along the way, and the cold light passed by. He tore his throat directly, and the blood mist sprayed out.

"...the pain is only a little bit."

The body staggered back two steps, leaning against the wall, making a meaningless "Hoho..." sound in his throat. He has been speechless. Nor can he perceive any movement of his body. It's just that in the field of vision, the figure and the world are gradually moving away. That was the last word he heard in this world.

The pain is only a little...

At this time, Yahan reacted, her face filled with tears turned up in disbelief. Looking at Jia Ming standing beside him, his voice still choked: "This... Jia Ming... You..."

"Don't worry, I'm fine." With a natural smile, Jia Ming put down the dagger in his right hand. Although he couldn't carry the gun with him, he always carried the dagger with him when he committed a crime. "I deliberately let him open the grid. It has been considered a soft spot... The bullet did not hit the heart. As long as the doctor came in time, there would be no life-threatening. Ha. Such a gangster, usually pinching him to death is better than pinching ants. It’s even more difficult. Let him shoot a few more shots...cough, cough...it doesn’t matter..."

The chest was still bleeding. Although his face was calm, the sudden coughing still showed the fact that he was injured. Yahan looked at him, hesitated for two seconds, and stood up suddenly: "I'll call the doctor !" But Jia Ming was held back: "Wait!"

"Don't worry. Nothing will happen for the time being. I don't want others to know that he is my killer. So it's better because you missed it...In this way, we still have something to do. Let me tell you from now on." With a smile. Jia Ming opened Yahan's handbag, which fell on the floor, and took out a handkerchief. Then I picked up the pistol parts scattered on the ground, and restored it to its original shape with a few clicks, and then right

A shot was fired on the wall next to it. After punching a bullet hole, he put it back into Scar's hand.

"There is nothing wrong with killing in self-defense. The police only asked a few words. You saw that I was injured. Then a little crazy, you struggled and bit him. Then you took out the dagger from your body. I stabbed him. The situation is chaotic. He didn't hit you. You are lucky... Understand? You can get this dagger, it can’t have my fingerprints. As for why you have a dagger on your body, of course you can Now, after all, we have all been kidnapped before, haha..."

Tears flowed on his face as if the gate was opened. Yahan stood there without hunting, watching Jia Ming rearranging the scene in an orderly manner, and then pressing the dagger, completely speechless. Blood is still oozing out of Jia Ming's chest, and the fruit knife that pierced the palm of his left hand is still stuck in it. As Jiaming flew out of his body just now, the wound was torn even more...After finishing this, Jiaming covered the wound and walked to the couch aside.

"Then you helped me to the sofa...Now I can call someone."

While crying, she stretched out her hand to wipe the tears on her face, turned and ran out the door: "Come on..., help—come on——"

A sad cry came from outside the door, and for a moment, when she came in with a dagger, Jia Ming was already lying on the sofa. Yahan ran to him and knelt down. She had learned first aid, nursing and other things before, but at this time her hands were shaking and she didn't know what to do. Jia Ming smiled and said, "Let the knife down first. Don't. Nervous...hehe, you cry like a pig nose now."

"You...what are you kidding." It was probably the pig nose that made her a little awake, and Tui Han suddenly cried, put down the knife, reached out to support his chest, tears bursting Out: "Why do you want him to shoot? I would rather I... Do you know that I almost thought you were dead just now, I almost thought you were dead..."

"I can see the trajectory of the shot he fired. Maybe this is hard to believe, but the shot just now was fired under my control. To reduce his vigilance, this is the most straightforward. Local method."

"If it wasn't for me..."

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"It's none of your business." After interrupting Yahan's crying, Jia Ming looked at the ceiling. "This is my own choice..."

So to be an excellent killer, a fighter must be ruthless, loveless, homeless, and careless is the most ideal state. If in normal times, ten or a hundred scars would hardly hurt him, but just by holding a caring friend, he might get blood and life in exchange, so Yuan Lai Chao Chuang never dared to take it. My feelings are expressed in the slightest. So he became the king of killers at the same time. He has almost become the weakest person in the world. I chose the road myself, but now that I have chosen, there is nothing to complain about.

Fortunately, this time, there is no danger. If the professional killer gets the opportunity, the matter cannot be solved so easily and simply, he will use more roundabout and effective methods. However, the held hostage may suffer some harm. This is something he never wants to happen.

Outside the door, voices gradually came. Jia Ming slowly closed his eyes: "Someone is coming soon, I have to faint for a while, Yahan, you..."

"Don't faint!" Yahan cried suddenly, "You can't sleep, don't close your eyes, hello..."

"Please, I just fainted. Although it's okay to hold on like this, but I'm tired after bleeding so much, just faint, it's okay..."

"Hey, you can't sleep. Don't sleep. If you go to sleep... Don't sleep, please don't sleep..." Yahan cried loudly, reaching out and patted Jia Ming's His cheeks patted him with blood.

"Waiting here, it's not making a movie, the fainting is the automatic adjustment of the human body..." Jia Ming opened his eyes in pain.

Yahan howled and cried.

"Stop crying, okay... I'm afraid of you, I won't faint..." His eyes rolled twice. Jia Ming whispered helplessly, "You are much scarier than that guy..." Jia Ming felt a headache when he thought that there would be two terrible guys coming soon. Lingjing and Shasha... can't tell Yahan about Lingjing and Shashadi, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh's head hurts...

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In the early morning, the hospital.

Sit on a bench in the aisle at the door of the operating room with his head in his arms. Yahan's special thread was in chaos, and the aisle was also full of people at this time. Father and little mother are here. The private guards at home are here, the police are here. The steward of Huangjiadi is here, Dongfang Wan, Dongfang Road and it seems that Liu Zheng is also here, together with a large number of Shazhu gang leaders, gangsters and white people, his father told the police that he must thoroughly investigate. At the end, the group of Shazhu Gang was in front of the police and said that they would destroy the entire family of Huawei, because Jia Ming had just forged a beam with Huawei yesterday. When Liu Zheng shouted gloomily, shut his mouth, boiling emotions. It subsided slightly. In a few moments, a director-level figure arrived, and persuaded Liu Zheng with good words. Before saying that the matter is not clear, let him not act rashly.

Lingjing and Shasha also came naturally. The two of them even wore pajamas. When they rushed all the way, one of the quiet slippers dropped. At this moment, they were sitting on the side and weeping silently. They were dressed in adult coats, waiting for the results of the operation. When he originally saw Lingjing, Dongfang Lu took off his coat and put her on her, but he saw him. He always held the coat quietly and politely and threw it to the ground, then continued to sit and wipe his tears. At this time, the land granted to her was the shirt of one of Liu Zheng's subordinates.

According to the intelligence of the police station, the scar was escaped from the prison not long ago, but. It was verified by Liu Zheng's intelligence system. Another news came. After Scar had escaped from prison, he helped him. It is Huawei's number one man. All of a sudden, the situation seemed to become clear. Although Bangzheng did not speak, he had obviously begun to plan a war with the Sanqing Gang. The police station seemed to be a little different, because even Zhang Jingcuo leaned over with a gloomy face and talked to Liu. Some people in the police station were talking, and this incident almost hurt Yahan. The Zhang family must also intervene in the investigation to the end. The youngest mother is swearing loudly and affirming to everyone that this matter is endless.

Yahan sat there dazedly, choking from time to time.

It was past three in the morning. The door of the operating room finally opened. As the director of surgery and traumatology, Duan Jingxian took the lead and walked out. Lingjing cried and ran up: "It's okay, Jiaming is okay..."

"It's okay. Don't worry, Jia Ming's luck is very good. The bullet shot from the heart. If it misses one or two centimeters, the consequences will be unpredictable. Now that the operation has been completed, Jia Ming needs to rest. He can’t talk to everyone now. Everyone. Wait until tomorrow to come to see the sick. If you want to go in today, I think... Shasha, just go in, Lingjing, hey, Lingjing..."

According to Ye's mother's idea. Since Sha Sha is Jia Ming's girlfriend. She was naturally the most suitable candidate to go in, but, following Shasha, Lingjing also ran in barefoot. She had no choice but to smile, and then closed the door.

Since a group of adults have determined that Jia Ming is okay. Not much interest in visiting the sick. Liu Zheng and others are probably already planning a murder in their hearts, and Zhang Jingan hooks up with him. Dealing with the Sanqing Gang must be counted as a land, and the police gathered to discuss the countermeasures in distress. In the crowd, Yahan stood up and looked at the Tang Sect, with tears and a relieved smile on his face.

He's okay~IndoMTL.com~ However... Jiaming rushed in to rescue her, got shot, and relieved the danger. It took such a long time to be sent to the hospital. She thought about everything she could do for Jia Ming. No matter how unbearable and dignified she is, she has thought about it. She wants to be with him, thank him, and repay him, like all the heroes on the books and TV after saving the United States, but... Lingjing and rustling, They are here. They are crying...

Go in, across the Tang Sect. They were with Jia Ming, and she was standing outside the door, no one thought to let her go in, no one thought she was qualified, from beginning to end. He is not her...

Little mom came over. Holding her shoulders and talking about discomfort, Mother Ye also came over, smiled and comforted her, and started talking. Duan Jingxian was also her mother, Dongfang Wan also came over and said something, and then a group of small leaders of the Shazhu gang left. After some time, her father came over and patted her on the shoulder, saying that it was too early. Let's go back, you can see him tomorrow. She stood up, glanced at the door one last time, and followed her father away.

Yes, it's getting late, I should go back, Lingjing and Shasha can accompany you. And I can only come to see you in a generous and fair way tomorrow, just like a good friend.

He's okay, that's it...

Finally, she thought.