Bold and passionate love: Acting coquettishly in Mr. Huo's arms

His heart was full of doubts, and when he saw Wu Yue's obviously moved expression, he couldn't help but hesitate a little more.

Without evidence, she couldn't say much.

No matter what, it's a human life, we can't just leave it alone.

Ruan Xingchen walked up to the gangster who was lying on the ground wailing.

The conscious gangster didn't run away, probably because she kicked him in the shin and twisted his ankle when he fell to the ground.

Seeing this evil star approaching, he suddenly widened his eyes in fear, tears almost falling: "I know I was wrong, I really know I was wrong... I was only following the boss's orders, I won't dare to do it again, let me go!"

Who can bear this?

God knows how a wealthy lady can be so skilled at beating people.

He used to think that one person against multiple people and being able to abuse and kill each other were all stories in books, but now that he has seen it for real, he knows what it means that there are always people better than you.

He really knew he was wrong.

“What’s the point of knowing you’re wrong?”

Glancing at him indifferently with lowered eyes, Ruan Xingchen raised the corners of his lips in mockery and sneered, "Following your so-called boss, you've done a lot of bad things, haven't you?"

"me……"

The gangster was speechless and burst into tears.

For the first time, he regretted why he chose this path.

It was clear that he had lost fights before, but for some reason, when Ruan Xingchen's cold eyes swept over him, a chill of fear ran up from the soles of his feet.

It feels like a bucket of cold water has been poured over you from head to toe.

so horrible.

What frightened him even more was that Ruan Xingchen lowered his head and picked up a keychain that some gangster had dropped on the ground.

There were a bunch of keys and nail clippers jingling on the keychain.

What horrified him most was that there was a small multi-purpose folding knife hanging on it.

At this moment, the folding knife was being leisurely unfolded by jade-like hands, and the blade reflected a dazzling light in the sunlight.

At that moment, many things flashed through the gangster's mind quickly.

Such a small knife shouldn't be fatal, right?

But, it is a knife after all, it goes in white and comes out red, so it shouldn't be too easy to cut the flesh and skin.

Frightened by his own imagination, the gangster burst into tears. His mentality collapsed and he cried, "Please forgive me, I haven't done anything against the law... I haven't been with the boss for long, please forgive me..."

"What are you thinking about?"

Glancing at him lightly, Ruan Xingchen squatted down, grabbed the hem of his shirt with a quick and decisive movement, exerted force with his hand, and stabbed the knife down smoothly.

"Fuck-"

Along with the sound of fabric tearing, her cold voice rang out with a hint of sarcasm: "You did something wrong, and there is a law to punish you. Do you deserve to dirty my hands for someone like you?"

What a joke.

She is a law-abiding citizen and was once awarded a banner by the police station.

There's no point in testing the boundaries of the law just for a small gangster.

The little thug's face turned pale. He was frightened by her and looked like he had just been fished out of the water. He lay on the ground and dared not make a sound.

After getting the strip of cloth, Ruan Xingchen returned to Gu Zhao's side and unceremoniously wrapped it around his waist and abdomen.

Gu Zhao's already pale face turned even paler, and he couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, and even the blood color on his lips faded.

"Gu Zhao, are you okay? Does it hurt?" Wu Yue was heartbroken. She hugged him and her tears fell even faster. She looked at him worriedly: "Ms. Ruan, what happened to you...?"

"Lest the knife get misplaced." Ruan Xingchen lowered his eyes and said calmly, "Neither of us are professionals, and we don't dare pull the knife out. I don't know if it will work, so let's just give it a try."

Her tone was understated.

In contrast, Wu Yue's eyes became even redder, and tears fell down "pat", as if the sky was falling.

Fortunately, the ambulance arrived in time.

However, it was not convenient for the car to drive in here, so the medical staff carried a stretcher and lifted Gu Zhao into the ambulance.

Wu Yue followed the stretcher and hurried to get into the car, looking panic-stricken and at a loss.

Seeing her like this, Ruan Xingchen couldn't help but sigh and called her: "Miss Wu."

"Ms. Ruan, I don't have the heart to discuss anything else right now."

Wu Yue turned her head in response, wiped away her tears, and choked up, "My mind is full of Gu Zhao's injury now... Can we talk about it after Gu Zhao is fine?"

"Miss Wu, you have to know that being touched is not love."

Ruan Xingchen frowned deeply and advised, "Since he lied to you once, he will do it again. Do you really want to forgive him?"

"Ms. Ruan, Gu Zhao was stabbed in the stomach with such a long fruit knife for me..."

Wu Yue bit her lip and said firmly: "If this doesn't prove his love for me, what else can prove it? Since we love each other, what can't we get through?"

When helping her block the knife, Gu Zhao didn't know what the final result would be.

It may just be an injury, or it may cause lifelong illness or even loss of life.