lpffa Chapter 1424: Fancy Moves
Chapter 1424: Fancy Moves
Jiang Guangrong turned around and opened fire again: "Right? Does Zhao Junkai have a command that brave?"
"Halfway again? Aren’t you afraid that he’ll hit you?" Zheng Xueyun said, "Speaking of being brave, even if you’re like a Heavenly God, there’s still no bravery!"
"I rely on it!" Jiang Guangrong rolled his eyes. "Then I’ll throw you down and wait for Zhao Junkai to rescue you!"
"Haha..." Zheng Xueyun’s mouth gradually widened into a smile. Several spots on Jiang Guangrong’s right shoulder were stained with Zheng Xueyun’s blood.
Zuo Muyang looked at the duck flying away dangerously, his anger increasing. Every time Jiang Guangrong pointed his gun at the crowd, they quickly dodged. Even when Jiang Guangrong fired several times without hitting, the crowd was only frightened. Zuo Muyang grew more angry. Holding an iron stick, he shouted, "Don’t be afraid to die, chase me!~"
Zuo Muyang led the charge into the crowd. Others saw Zuo Muyang in front, so they fearlessly rushed with weapons too.
"Capture Zheng Xueyun alive, reward of 5 million!" Such shouts were passed around the crowd.
Looking at the sign ahead, Jiang Guangrong couldn’t help but brighten up: "Miss, wait, in 100 meters ahead we’ll exit..."
Jiang Guangrong saw ahead. Despite his legs still running with force, his whole expression froze. The C exit, difficult to find, was closed due to construction. Jiang Guangrong looked at the road sign without hesitation and ran to the left road. However, Jiang Guangrong wanted to use the gun to intimidate Qingyun Gang. But Jiang Guangrong was surprised to find that Qingyun Gang had long split up. Jiang Guangrong pondered confusedly: "Aren’t those guys just addicted and flashy?"
Zheng Xueyun shook his head: "I don’t know!"
"Don’t worry about him, let’s slip away first!" Jiang Guangrong said carelessly. He shook Zheng Xueyun again. His left arm tightly hugged Zheng Xueyun’s thigh. At this moment, Jiang Guangrong began to pant heavily. His hair was drenched with his sweat and Zheng Xueyun’s blood.
Jiang Guangrong suddenly noticed a patch of blood on his right shoulder, the stain expanding continuously. Jiang Guangrong realized Zheng Xueyun was seriously injured. With his right hand holding the handgun, Jiang Guangrong tapped Zheng Xueyun’s right thigh with the flashlight: "Are you okay, Miss? You have to hold on!"
At this moment, Zheng Xueyun’s mouth started to constantly spew blood. He placed his mouth on his right sleeve, gently wiped, and laughed: "It’s okay, I can endure!"
As Zheng Xueyun spoke, his rows of teeth were soaked in blood, the area between two teeth already dyed scarlet.
After running several hundred meters, Jiang Guangrong felt his heartbeat speed up: "No, this is like a dead end!"
The brilliant Zheng Xueyun immediately understood why Qingyun Gang didn’t catch up. Qingyun Gang had known this was a dead end!
On the verge of running to the end, Jiang Guangrong suddenly discovered a semi-enclosed staircase. Jiang Guangrong felt a burst of joy: "Miss, there’s a door here. It should be a staircase. We can use the stairs to get directly to the upstairs of the hospital. We can directly go to the hospital security department and treat you meanwhile. I don’t believe Qingyun Gang would dare to chase into the security department."
Zheng Xueyun closed his eyes and shook his head. Two rows of tears couldn’t help but fall from his eyes: "Forget it, Guangrong, you should know. It’s impossible. Put me down and walk alone. See if you can find a chance to escape."
"I don’t believe it. I don’t believe there’s no way. We haven’t done anything unethical. Don’t we have innocent work ways?"
Zheng Xueyun’s throat contracted. In a blurt, he spat a large mouthful of blood onto Jiang Guangrong’s right shoulder. Tears like broken pearls fell from Zheng Xueyun’s beautiful eyes: "Come on, how many of us mixed on the streets have good endings? Forget it. Put me down. You can run alone!"
"Shut up!" Jiang Guangrong hysterically roared, two rows of tears also sliding from his eyes. Actually, Jiang Guangrong had long suspected Qingyun Gang wasn’t chasing so fiercely, but he feared saying this would make Zheng Xueyun despair.
Zheng Xueyun choked, tightened his arms around Jiang Guangrong’s neck, burying his pale, blood-stained face in Jiang Guangrong’s hair.
Running with Zheng Xueyun’s breath, Jiang Guangrong reached the first floor, finding its door blocked by a cement wall. Jiang Guangrong continued upstairs with heavy steps, all the way to the third floor, every floor’s door blocked by cement walls. Meanwhile, Qingyun Gang’s followers were already coming downstairs.
Zheng Xueyun kept crying. Tears mixed with blood from his mouth and Jiang Guangrong’s sweat. Jiang Guangrong stretched out his right arm, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and secretly used it to dry his tears.
The two quickly reached the top floor, where doors were blocked by cement walls.
"No!" Jiang Guangrong threw the handgun on the ground, kicked the cement wall with his right foot, clenched his right hand, and punched the cement wall. Jiang Guangrong’s entire fist suddenly turned bloody, "No! No!"
Zheng Xueyun spewed another mouthful of blood, releasing his arms: "Let me go, Guangrong."
Face full of tears, Jiang Guangrong gently held Zheng Xueyun’s right arm, embracing him, then gently placed him against the cement wall on the ground.
By now, due to excessive blood loss, Zheng Xueyun’s face was extremely pale. He stretched out his right hand, gently wiping away Jiang Guangrong’s tears. Then he stroked Jiang Guangrong’s face: "Why are you crying? I’m a woman, I can cry, you... You’re a man, why should a man... How can he cry? More... Shameful..."
"What’s wrong with shame? I have thick skin. I’m not afraid of shame!"
Zheng Xueyun opened his mouth to reveal a sad smile. His weak right hand gently grasped Jiang Guangrong’s chin: "Do you know why I’m so angry, you’re for Sunx Han"
Jiang Guangrong embraced Zheng Xueyun’s shoulder with his left arm, face touching his.
Jiang Guangrong’s tears kept falling onto Zheng Xueyun’s face. Jiang Guangrong tightly gripped Zheng Xueyun’s right hand: "Miss, tell me, whatever you say, I’ll do it, I’ll do it, if I can’t, I’ll try my best!"
Zheng Xueyun smiled gently, saying: "It’s hard for me. I don’t want to be dishonored before I die, nor do I want to die in such pain. Can I enjoy a bit..."
"No!" Jiang Guangrong grabbed Zheng Xueyun’s shoulders with both hands and raised his head abruptly.
Zheng Xueyun extended his left arm, gently picked up the handgun on the ground, and placed it in Jiang Guangrong’s right hand. Due to the wound’s pain, Zheng Xueyun’s eyebrows twisted into a ball: "I’m afraid I can’t pull it, help me yourself... Please help me, okay?"
Jiang Guangrong’s face was full of anguish, he looked at Zheng Xueyun pleadingly, shaking his head.
At this moment, footsteps from Qingyun Gang’s people echoed from downstairs. Zheng Xueyun grabbed Jiang Guangrong’s right index finger, placing it on the trigger, then tightly embraced Jiang Guangrong’s right hand, pressing it to his forehead. His left hand gently touched Jiang Guangrong’s face. Then he covered Jiang Guangrong’s eyes softly saying: "I’m a bad person with blood-stained hands. After I die, I should be in hell, you’re a good person, you should go to heaven, forget me, or one in heaven and one in hell, it’s hard, Guangrong. I never asked you before. This is the first and last time I ask you. Please, hurry and leave."
"No!" Jiang Guangrong pleaded with Zheng Xueyun, shaking his head.
"Please!" Zheng Xueyun raised his head and gently kissed Jiang Guangrong’s left cheek. At this time, a large mouthful of blood spurted on Jiang Guangrong’s face, "Sorry, your face is dirty, do you want me to die at Qingyun Gang’s hands? Those guys laugh at me, leaving me gravely injured?"