Chapter 371 (1/2)

Ah Xing and the bodyguard have already controlled Wen Yun at this time. She is struggling like crazy.

”I'll kill him! You let me go, he's a murderer, and I'll kill him! ”

His eyes are scarlet and his hair is hairy. Wen Yun is like a madman. He was shot in the leg and kept shouting when he was pressed on the ground. The gun in his hand has been taken off.

There were screams all around and people were running around.

”Young master!” Ah Xing and the bodyguard then come up, looking up and down at Leng Yihuang.

At this time, Cheng Min falls to the ground, and Leng Yihuang holds her up and yells: ”go to the hospital!”

Ah Xing saw that his arm was injured and wanted to help him hold Cheng Min: ”young master, I'd better come.”

Leng Yihuang said impatiently: ”what's the matter with you! Let's go

Lin Xiaomi stood in the same place, on the ground, where Cheng Min lay, dazzling red, blood flowing from here to the car.

Shocking!

This is the first time that Lin Xiaomi has seen so much blood with her own eyes. She reacts and follows quickly.

I got in the car, and the car sped away.

Cheng Min is shot in the back and leans against Leng Yihuang's arms. His hand is tightly pressed on the part where she was shot, and the blood soon turns the seat red.

There is a medicine box in the car, but the blood can't stop.

”Young master, you are injured.”

Cheng Min looks at the wound on his arm and says weakly that she raises her hand to cover Leng Yihuang's wound.

”I'm fine. I'll be at the hospital soon.” Leng Yihuang's face is very tense. Let ah Xing contact Cheng Jie.

Lin Xiaomi sat in the front seat, just now everything happened too suddenly, she didn't even have time to respond.

Hearing Cheng Min's words, she just summoned up the courage to turn back. Leng Yihuang's arm pistol and blood dyed his shirt red, but he didn't care at all.

At this time, frowning and pressing Cheng Min's wound tightly.

”Young master, I'm cold, I'm so cold...”

Leng Yihuang held her in his arms: ”I hold you, it's not cold.”

”Well, young master's arms are very warm. Can you Hold on a little more

Leng Yihuang hears the speech and hugs her more tightly.

”That's good. I'm dead I'm willing to

”Nonsense! How can you die with such a little injury? You must live for me! ”

Leng Yihuang's voice has no temperature. It's as cold as ice in March 9. Lin Xiaomi's body trembles with it.

I don't know if I was scared by the gunfight just now or frozen by his tone.

She sat in the back seat, looking back at him, clutching the silk scarf from her bag.

It was meant to bandage his arm.

But he didn't look at her from the beginning to the end.

His face was black and frightening.

Lin Xiaomi is a little uncomfortable. She knows that maybe she shouldn't at this time, but she still has no way. She can't control the feeling in her heart.

Just because her husband is holding the woman who has just blocked a shot for him and has always been in love with him.

”Young master, it's good to save you.” Cheng Min looks up from his arms and meets Lin Xiaomi.

Her face was pale, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly.

Looking up at Leng Yihuang's handsome face, his eyes were full of admiration, and his voice was as angry as a thread: ”young master, don't drive me away, OK? I don't want to Don't want to leave you, let me stay by your side, ok... ”

Leng Yihuang took her hand and nodded: ”OK.”

”Really?”