Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

"What should we do? who can help her? who can help her ..."

no, there's no need ... Xia mingzheng held Shen Yijun's hand tightly. I have ... I have something ... That ... I have never told you. I ... I'm ... I'm sorry ... I'm sorry ... For you and Xinxin. My selfishness ... Has hurt you ... And also ... Xinxin, and Yixuan ... I really ... his breathing quickened again. Blood came out from his nose and mouth from time to time.

He couldn't say anything else. He wanted to open his mouth and grab the air for his lungs, but as soon as he opened his mouth, the blood would flow out of it.

daddy ... Xia Yixuan opened her mouth wide. After losing her teeth, one could only see her open mouth but not hear any other sound.

Suddenly, she turned around and glared at Lu Xiaohua, who was still tied up.

it's you, it's you. You killed my father. You killed him. with every word she said, some wind would leak out from her missing front teeth, so even her voice at that moment was accompanied by a little wind.

Rustling ...

you're the one who killed my father. at that moment, Xia Yixuan's eyes were bloodshot. She was like a Mad Dog, biting whoever she saw.

Suddenly, both her hands were stuck on Lu Xiaohua's neck and she clenched them down forcefully. Lu Xiaohua's mouth was wide open. She felt like she was like Xia mingzheng, a fish out of the water. She was also on the chopping board and wanted to grab onto the empty space weakly. She was also waiting to be cut open and die. Her entire body was tied up, and the only hand that could move was now twitching. Her air was getting thinner and thinner. The air in his lungs was also squeezed out bit by bit.

Her face had turned purple, and even her trembling red lips had lost all color. She was staring straight at yang ruolin. Save her, save her, she could save her, she could save her.

However, yang ruolin was still sitting on the ground with his eyes wide open in horror. It was unknown whether he was scared silly or simply unwilling to attack.

Lu Xiaohua was in despair. Her body continued to struggle violently, but she could not make a sound. There was no more air exchange in her lungs. The feeling of suffocation was terrifying and could kill her.

All of a sudden, the pressure on her neck was lifted. She took in big gulps of air and coughed non-stop.

She opened her eyes, and her dazed vision began to clear up bit by bit.

Chu ... she opened her mouth wide, but she felt that she couldn't say anything with her throat.

don't say anything. Chu lui's hands were trembling. As he untied the rope on her body, his entire body's muscles were tense. He really did not dare to think too much. If he had come a few seconds later, perhaps even a second later, he might not have seen Lu Xiaohua anymore but Lu Xiaohua's corpse.

He untied the rope on Lu Xiaohua. Then, he took off his shirt and covered her shoulders. When he saw the obvious strangulation marks on her neck, the gloom on his face was so thick that it almost dripped out.

be careful ... she covered her neck and stretched out her weak hand to push Chu lui away. However, Chu lui did not even blink as he punched her back.

He had been in the Special Forces for less than a year, but the high-intensity training he had undergone was unimaginable.

The punch landed on Xia Yixuan's nose, almost breaking it. With a bang, the metal bar in Xia Yixuan's hand fell to the ground.

She let out a shrill scream as blood kept flowing out of her nose.

wait for me. Chu lui pulled his clothes over Lu Xiaohua's shoulders. He stood up and walked in front of Xia Yixuan. Then, his gaze fell on Xia Yixuan's legs.

Xia Yixuan, tell me. Am I being too kind to you that you can't remember my good deeds? why do you have these two legs? are they broken? "

As he spoke, he lifted one of his legs. He had always been a person who would seek revenge for the smallest grievance. The woman in front of him was the one who had touched his people and caused him and his daughter to be so miserable.

Yes, everything was because of her. It was all because of this woman with the surname Xia, Xia Yixuan.

Xia Yixuan wanted to escape, but her legs were on the ground. Her nose and face were covered in blood. It turned out that she was not unafraid-there was still something that she was afraid of.

Just as Chu lui's foot was about to step on Xia Yixuan's legs, the half-dead Xia mingzheng pounced over and hugged Chu lui's legs tightly.

"Go ... Quickly go!"

With every word he said, he would cough out some black and red blood foam.

let's go ... he hugged Chu lui's legs tightly. The corners of his mouth kept drooling, but he refused to let go of his hands.

"Let's go!" He shouted again, and Xia Yixuan got up from the ground. She gritted her teeth and glared at Xia mingzheng before covering her nose and running out.

Chu lui lowered his head slightly and stared at the half-dead Xia mingzheng and the fruit knife in front of his chest. His lips were pursed tightly. It was easy for him to kick Xia mingzheng away, but Xia mingzheng was an injured person. How much strength could he have? however, he did not do that.

They all said that Chu lui was heartless, heartless, and cruel. However, sometimes, even a heartless person like him would do things that were not meant to be done by a heartless person.

He didn't care about other people's misunderstanding of him. He was a cruel and unscrupulous person, so what could he do?

He took out his phone and called the emergency number. His eyes fell on yang ruolin, who was sitting on the ground with a pale face. No, he could not see her face clearly.

What was she doing here?

He squatted down and let Xia mingzheng lie down.

don't worry, " he said to Shen Yijun calmly. this knife is very far away from the dirt, and it didn't hurt any major arteries. Otherwise, he wouldn't have the strength to save Xia Yixuan now. &Quot;

Xia mingzheng coughed hard again. He wanted to say something, but in the end, he only coughed out a mouthful of blood. There was not much blood flowing out of the wound on his chest, but a lot of blood was flowing out of his mouth. He coughed out large mouthfuls of blood, and his face was already ashen.