Candy cubes crackling

The Japanese-style warm lamp hanging from the ceiling cast light on Miura Xinjiu's face lowly. Zhou Hengxi clenched his fist and hit him hard. Was beaten out of blood.

Wu Yuezhou was standing nearby and was watching well, when he suddenly saw Zhou Hengxi move his hand, he hurriedly beckoned his subordinates to go up and restrain him, with a glance, he rushed to help Miura Shinjiu up in front of Hiroseto, "Master Xinjiu, are you alright?"

Miura Shinjiu raised the back of his hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, instead of being angry, he smiled, "I'm defeated."

Zhou Hengxi was pinned back on the spot by someone's arm, still angry, and his eyes were so sharp that he almost chopped Miura Xinjiu into pieces.

"Master Xinjiu, it's a dangerous moment for this person to stay longer, why not—" Wu Yuezhou turned his head and glanced at Zhou Hengxi, then turned to Miura Xinjiu and made a gesture of wiping his neck.

"This is a bloody matter, go out and solve it, don't dirty my place." Miura Xinjiu covered the corner of his mouth in pain and took a breath, looked up and saw Hiroseto holding a medicine box to himself Walked over and ordered, "Ahu, you follow behind."

Wu Yuezhou stood there in embarrassment, knowing that Miura Xinjiu was worried about him, and felt that his performance just now was blind.

"Miura Shinjiu, do you still have humanity?" Zhou Hengxi knew that he had such thoughts for Lu Liuyun, his eyes were already red, and when he thought that Lu Liuyun was still in his hands, he almost lost his mind.In order to pull Lu Liuyun down the quagmire, Miura Xinjiu did not hesitate to use Wu Yuezhou's hand to design the Lu family, he was no different from a lunatic.

Miura Shinjiu winked at Hiroseto when he heard the words, and the latter took out a pair of pre-prepared injections from the drawer after he understood, and the mixed anesthetics were inserted into Zhou Hengxi's jugular artery along the silver needles, waiting for all After pushing it into his body, Zhou Hengxi immediately lost the strength to resist.

The car took the man to the abandoned factory, Wu Yuezhou felt that the big deal had been accomplished, so he went out to smoke on his own.Hiroseto stood at the door as a supervisor, and the two minions in charge had a dispute over the use of knives and guns.

"Use a gun, it's refreshing to shuttle a bullet down."

"There's a lot of movement, I think it's better to use a knife."

"Screw your mother's shame, who will hear you in this remote place?"

"Too."

During the discussion between the minions, Zhou Hengxi lay on the cold concrete floor, holding on to the last sliver of strength, desperately scratching the wound on his arm with sharp gravel, so as to stimulate the nerve sensor to maintain the brain. sober.When the minion walked over with the gun, Zhou Hengxi stared at the direction of the muzzle of the gun. The moment the miner pulled the trigger, he suddenly turned over. The bullet grazed his neck narrowly, causing him to escape by chance.

Seeing Zhou Hengxi's sudden recovery of strength, I was startled and a little bit at a loss.At this time, Wu Yuezhou was still smoking outside, while Hiroseto stood far away at the door and did not intend to step forward to intervene.They bit the bullet and surrounded the people left and right, one raised a gun and the other wielded a knife, and they seemed to be in a hurry.

The man who carried the gun was not accurate with his marksmanship, aiming randomly a few times, and emptied several bullets in a panic.The one who wielded the knife was kicked to the ground by Zhou Hengxi, and panickedly grabbed a handful of sand from the ground and sprinkled it on his face. Zhou Hengxi was blinded by the sand before he had time to guard against it.Minion raised a knife and stabbed him in the lower abdomen, Zhou Hengxi groaned and knelt on the ground.

At this time, gunshots rang out from behind, and a bright red blood flower bloomed on his pure white shirt. In the early morning sunlight, Zhou Hengxi fell to the ground with his shoulders supported.The sky outside was gray, and the cold wind whizzed and slapped a flock of pigeons flying past. This was the most common bleak winter scene in Tianjin, and it had been monotonous for decades.

Zhou Hengxi looked over the window and followed the flock of pigeons flying by. He sighed, with a heavy and sad expression on his face. He thought, did he really have no chance?

"Damn it, I'm out of bullets." Minion spat on the ground resentfully. Seeing that Zhou Hengxi's eyes were lax and he looked like he was dying, thinking about it, there was no need for two more shots, so he stopped his hand. , went to the gate and asked Hiroseto for instructions, "Mr. Hirose, the matter is settled, please come over and check."

Hiroseto nodded, walked to Zhou Hengxi's side and squatted down.He tested the weak breathing of the other party, raised his eyebrows while leaning over to listen to the heartbeat, stabilized the surprised expression on his face, and began to check Zhou Hengxi's injuries calmly.The two shots fired just now failed to hit his vitals. One of the two bullets grazed the artery on Zhou Hengxi's neck, and the other pierced through his shoulder. Although the blood flowed profusely to the end, he would not be weak. so far.

Hiroseto looked down and found that the reason was that he stabbed Zhou Hengxi in the lower abdomen, which caused the opponent to lose too much blood, which made his body show signs of exhaustion. Fate.At this time, the two minions had already gone to the door to find Wuyue Prefecture to deal with. Hiroseto accidentally put down the gun in his hand, took out a tube of injection from his jacket pocket, and pointed it at Zhou Hengxi's neck. Lateral artery stuck in.

After he was done, he walked out of the abandoned factory calmly, and said to Wu Yuezhou, "Zhou Hengxi has no heartbeat."

Wu Yuezhou was suspicious by nature, so he went in to test it out, and he saw Zhou Hengxi lying on the cold concrete floor, already looking desperate.

"Thank you, Mr. Hirose." Wu Yuezhou took off the cigar from his mouth and nodded at him.

"It's nothing." Hiroseto glanced at the gradually brightening sky, and said to Wu Yuezhou, "Then leave the corpse to me to deal with."

When he said this, he pretended to be casual and put his hands in his pockets, preparing to destroy the used needles on the spot when Wu Yuezhou left.

At this time, Miura Shinhisa, who was far away in the Japanese mansion, turned on the record player, hummed a cheerful Japanese tune, and walked quickly to the attic.He passed the last hurdle and finally got the person he wanted. It can be said that there is a refreshing joy floating all over his body, and he must share this excitement with others.

In the small attic of the mansion, Lu Liuyun was tied to the tatami, and he used all his strength to fall under the quilt to grab, kick, bite, and kick.During this period of time, he silently sorted out the relationship between Wu Yuezhou and Miura Shinhisa in his heart, thinking of this series of traps, like a lunatic who lost his mind, he wanted to howl hysterically.Lu Liuyun knew that he was shameless, but he would rather be shameless than the panic of being innocently persecuted by Miura Xinjiu.

Tap, tap, Miura Shinhisa's leather shoes tapped on the clean floor, step by step up the steps.A moment later, Lu Liuyun heard a "squeak" in his ear, and in the morning light, Miura Shinjiu, who was standing at the door, still looked like the clean and handsome boy.However, all of this reminds Lu Liuyun that the person in front of him is definitely not a kind person.

"Why?" Lu Liuyun shouted at him with red eyes, "Why!"

"You can also see that the current situation is the result I want." Miura Shinjiu raised his head and looked at him with calm eyes.

"Miura Xinjiu, what enmity does our Lu family have with you? You want to take revenge like this." Lu Liuyun fell on the tatami with a hoarse voice. If his hands and feet were not tied behind his back with hemp rope, he would have already rushed to kill Miura Xinjiu. He punched hard.

"No." Miura Shinjiu shook his head, his gaze remained calm, "We have no grievances or grievances."

"You..." Lu Liuyun almost laughed angrily, how could there be such a person in the world who could harm you for no reason.

"Lu Jun, things are not what you think." Miura Xinjiu met his knife-like sharp eyes, and took two tentative steps forward, trying to appease Lu Liuyun's emotions.

Lu Liuyun suppressed an angry roar in his throat, with a wry smile on his face, "Miura Shinjiu, are you crazy?"

"Yes, I'm crazy." Miura Xinjiu walked to the side of the tatami, knelt down and sat on the soft cotton pad, and stretched out his hands to Lu Liuyun.Lu Liuyun was taken aback by his sudden hug, and subconsciously began to avoid, but was hugged even tighter by Miura Shinjiu.

"Lu Jun, I also want you to be by my side all the time." Miura Shinjiu leaned on Lu Liuyun's shoulder and sighed, and rubbed his palm along his back.

Lu Liuyun couldn't bear Miura Xinjiu's overly intimate behavior, so he bumped his shoulder hard, and shook off Miura Xinjiu's hand that was on his shoulder.

Miura Xinjiu noticed Lu Liuyun's resistance, and his face was very sad. He knew it well, because Lu Liuyun didn't have himself in his heart, so he didn't accept his good or his bad.However, I really can't bear it, I can't bear to let it go, and I can't bear to destroy it, what should I do.

Lu Liuyun's scalp was numb from being hugged by him, but he hated that he was restrained and couldn't break free. Seeing Miura Xinjiu entangled himself like a maniac, it was simply a torment.In the eyes of Miura Shinjiu, this expression is tantamount to aggravating the dissatisfaction in his heart.He stared at Lu Liuyun's face, and with a heartbeat, he raised the chin of the man in his arms, and was ready to make a further move to cross the line of defense.

Lu Liuyun suppressed the disgust in his heart, closed his eyes and slammed his head against the snow-white wall. After a muffled sound, his forehead was instantly bruised and purple, and the protruding bulge was very swollen and bright.The collision made him so painful that he almost shed tears, but Lu Liuyun didn't regret it, he would rather die than let Miura Xinjiu succeed.

Miura Xinjiu obviously did not expect that Lu Liuyun would make such a radical move, he was startled and had to let go of his hands.Lu Liuyun glanced at him dying, with a look of despair on his face, "Miura Shinjiu, instead of suffering this kind of humiliation, you might as well just kill me."

"Kill you?" Miura Shinjiu couldn't help laughing when he heard this, "If you die, what should I do, Lu Jun."

Lu Liuyun supported the blue bump on his forehead, leaned against the wall and closed his eyes ruthlessly, not wanting to pay attention to him, "If you dare to force me, I will dare to die."

"Lu Jun, you are too disobedient, you need to calm down." Seeing that he wanted to threaten himself with his life, Miura Xinjiu couldn't help but his face darkened.

"Send me to prison, there are plenty of people outside waiting to see the joke, there is really no shortage of you." Lu Liuyun still didn't know that Miura Xinjiu had made a move on Zhou Hengxi, and he just pretended that he would not let him go easily.

"Why do you say such angry words." Miura Shinjiu sighed and stood up silently.

Lu Liuyun leaned against the wall, heartbroken, "If you have that kind of thinking, thinking about it is nothing more than fantasy. Anyway, it's useless to keep me, let's just let it go, because I once regarded you as a friend. "

Miura Xinjiu saw that he would eat hard but not soft, he was not angry in his heart, and was afraid that Lu Liuyun would die, so he stood there with a cloudy face for a while, and said coldly, "Okay, since you want to go, I will take you there. It's a pity , this time you won’t be able to wait for someone to save you.”

Lu Liuyun raised his head suspiciously, thinking about his last words, just about to ask a question, Miura Shinjiu turned and left the attic, closing the door with a bang.

***

At six o'clock in the morning, an unidentified injured patient came to the mission hospital in the old town.After the accompanying young gentleman rushed the unconscious man over, he only paid the medical expenses and left without leaving a word.

So, waiting for the attending doctor to safely push the person out of the operating room, he encountered difficulties with the head nurse who registered and filed.Because the patient arrived in an emergency situation, there was no time to fill in the form. No one expected that the "family members" who sent the patient over would leave without saying goodbye.

At that time, Qiao Baolin was working as an intern assistant in this church hospital for the grade point assessment of social practice.The director of the department knew that her aunt was Joanna, and took good care of the little girl, so she only asked Qiao Baolin to go to the office to sort out the past year's patient history.

Most of the documents in the missionary hospital were marked with notes in English. Qiao Baolin grew up in an atmosphere of a foreign family, so it was quite easy to sort out these materials. It only took one or two hours to complete the morning work satisfactorily.

She was idle in the office with nothing to do, and when she heard the director helplessly complain to her colleagues about the "unidentified" injured patient, Qiao Baolin was curious and sneaked to the door of the ward to look around while she was pouring hot water.

The corridor was very quiet. Qiao Baolin walked all the way in flat suede boots, only the sound of her own footsteps could be heard.The wounded patient's ward was in the intensive care unit at the end of the corridor. Because the situation was still under observation, they were not directly transferred to the general ward.

Qiao Baolin covered her hands with the cup filled with hot water, and stopped at the door of the intensive care unit.She looked up and saw a familiar face through the closed glass door.

Lying on the bed, Zhou Hengxi closed his eyes tightly, his whole face lost all color, and his weak breathing condensed into white mist on the oxygen mask.

"Mr. Zhou..." Qiao Baolin's eyes widened in surprise, and then her nose sore, and through the glass door, two lines of teardrops rolled down her cheeks.

The author has something to say: Don't panic, our Brother Hengxi is not dead!