Chapter 539

Sure enough, the fire behind him hit again at a very fast speed. The fire hit his back, and the trees were pricked by the burning.

The flame even burned on both sides of the body. They were surrounded by fire, and their cheeks were burning.

There is no way forward or backward. There are burning flames all around. Shenya has despair in her heart.

Su Zheng Xiao's sharp eyes swept around. Suddenly, his eyes brightened and opened his mouth. His words were filled with unspeakable joy and excitement, so that his voice changed slightly: "go and pick up the fallen leaves."

Shen Ya didn't ask much. As he said, he quickly pulled open the withered yellow leaves. What appeared in front of him was a hole, very narrow and I don't know how deep it was.

"Jump in!" Su Zhengxiao's words took a hint of command: "jump in!"

Shen Ya walked over. Her shoes had been burned. She gritted her teeth and insisted. Her hands fell on Su Zheng's owl's back and pushed her down directly. Then, as soon as her eyes closed, she jumped down.

The body fell heavily to the ground, bursts of pain hit, and Shen Ya fainted.

Seeing this, Su Zhengxiao took off his coat and put it on her. The hole was almost five or six meters and shrank in the corner. There was no need to worry about safety.

Outside, there was a howling cold wind, occasionally mixed with a stabbing fire. Su Zheng owl leaned against him and was very silent.

What she said was not wrong. He fell into irresistible remorse. Qingrou's death was too tragic. That was the gap he could never cross. With time, it became a magic barrier, and then he would force himself to this point.

On the open ground.

Su Zhengxiao looked at the man standing opposite. His face was covered with a layer of black gray and gloomy. He sat still because he couldn't stand up at all.

Standing tall, Huo Jingcheng's hand dropped on his side made a gurgling sound. He has always been gentle and indifferent. He was angry only when he was young. He never became angry when he was 30.

With his long legs moving, he stepped over step by step, raised his arm, and waved a fist on Su Zheng's owl's face.

His body fell to the side, and with just one punch, Su Zheng owl broke a hole in the corner of his mouth, with blood flowing out and sliding across the corner of his lips.

Huo Jingcheng has studied Taekwondo before. Strength and weight are not comparable to ordinary people.

"You really don't know how to write death! You don't know how to live or die!" he raised his foot and stepped on Su Zhengxiao's chest. He burst out rude words.

Smelling the speech, Xiao Zhang, standing beside him, looked at it. Is this still Mr. Huo?

In this way, he seems to be back at the age of 20. He is a little angry, but ruthless to the extreme.

"I don't mind teaching you to write today!" Huo Jingcheng hit Su Zhengxiao one punch at a time, making the other party have no power to parry.

The haze and anger filled his eyes, which made people a little frightened. His hands and feet fell together, and Su Zheng owl's body threw up heavily and then fell again.

The shot was quick, cruel and accurate. Xiao Zhang looked at him stubbornly. The trace left by him beating Su Zheng owl was indeed a dead word. He trembled and trembled. He stood there without words in his mouth.

Su Zhengxiao didn't fight back, he couldn't fight back, he was hard pressed, his face was black and blue, and the blood at the corners of his mouth was not broken.

People around know that they can't go on like this, otherwise they will really kill people!

But Huo Jingcheng seemed to have eyes behind his head and moved under his feet. His gloomy voice came over: "who dares to come over, I'll fight together!"

They dared not move any more and stood where they were.

With a long hand, he screwed up Su Zheng's owl's collar. Huo Jingcheng's eyes were piercing and wanted to shoot him through: "it seems that we must have a result today. It's good for you to die and me to die!"

Just then, a man came out with a mobile phone in his hand and risked being killed to hand it to Su Zhengxiao.

Huo Jingcheng waved his fist, and the person who sent the mobile phone fell to the ground. The people around him were too frightened to go out.

I don't know what the other party said. Su Zhengxiao's face became ugly, his breath was short, and his mood fluctuated badly.

The hand wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth at will. This is the first sentence he said tonight: "Xiao ran had a car accident with his child. At this time, he is in the intensive care unit. I have to rush there first. When the news comes out, it's up to you to kill or cut!"

"You have a conscience now?" Huo Jingcheng sneered and mocked: "it's too late!"

"My son is in the intensive care unit. His life and death are unknown. When I have news, I will come back!" Su Zhengxiao said it was very difficult. He always coughed uncontrollably and was beaten too hard. At this time, his heart and lungs were aching, shaking and shaking.

"Really in such a hurry? But I'm very leisurely. I have plenty of time. What should I do? You're my favorite toy now. What can I do to be happy when you leave?"

It's rare that Huo Jingcheng has a little more evil cunning. He wantonly appreciates his anxiety at this time and remains unmoved. He also has a dark and humid side, but it has never been revealed before.

Su Zhengxiao couldn't wait. Leaning against the tree pole next to him, he propped up and took one step. Huo Jingcheng kicked him down.

His chest was so painful that he couldn't even breathe. Su Zheng owl stood up again with a bloody smell of fishy and sweet, and another heavy foot. He fell down again.

Su Zheng's Owl lay on the ground with blood on his mouth. Huo Jingcheng stood in front of him, his skirt blowing, and his face was dark.

Such scenes were staged back and forth at least five or six times. Su Zheng owl lay on the ground with chest pain, couldn't stand up and curled up in pain.

I really can't go on like this. Someone can't see it anymore. At this time, I don't know who shouted: "Miss Shen's hand seems to have moved!"

Hearing the speech, Huo Jingcheng's violent look dissipated for a few minutes. Finally, he moved. His body turned quickly, paced and walked back to Shenya.

Gentle, he put her on his lap and wiped the black on her face.

Someone looked at him without paying attention, walked over carefully, paced his hands and feet, quickly carried Su Zhengxiao into the car, adjusted the speed of the car to the highest, stepped on the accelerator, and there was no trace.

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Cold, very cold, the biting cold oil in the body, Shen Ya shrunk into a ball, uneasy, she saw the flame, too much flame rushed over, her feet had been ignited by the flame, her clothes were also lit, the whole person became a fireball, hot and painful, she was painful and uncomfortable.

At this time, a very low, tight but familiar low voice seemed to rush through bursts of flames and fall to her ear: "ya'er! Ya'er! Wake up!"

The eyelids are very heavy. It's difficult to open them. Shen Yaqiang holds that tone and opens his stinging and sour eyes.

She was lying in her arms in a long light blue windbreaker. The man's big hands with distinct bones patted her face. His breathing was messy and hurried: "wake up! Wake up!"

Again, she lifted her heavy eyelids. Huo Jingcheng's face with distinct facial features was haggard and decadent at this time. Green stubble appeared on his chin. He was very urgent and kept patting her face.

The throat was dry and uncomfortable. Shen Ya coughed gently, reached out and touched his fingertips, held it, and then said, "you hurt me, Jingcheng."

Suddenly, Huo Jingcheng's tall and strong body was tight. Huo Jingcheng didn't open his mouth and didn't move next. He just stared at her for a moment. It was dark, calm and deep like a pool.

His mood seemed very calm, but his chest, which kept rising and falling strongly, revealed something.

Shen Ya was not comfortable with his eyes and was a little flustered.

She looked down. The wounds on her body had been well medicated and wore a coat. It was obvious that the doctor had seen her.

He stared at her for a long time. Then Huo Jingcheng took back his palm, got up and walked aside, ignoring Shen Ya. He stood there with a cigarette between his fingers and smoked. He looked half bright and half dark.

Xiao Zhang came over and brought her water: "Mr. Huo has been looking for Miss ye all night. Since Miss ye called last night, he has asked people to start looking. There is a fire burning in the woods. Mr. Huo broke in regardless of everyone's dissuasion. Look at Mr. Huo's clothes."

Looking down, Shen Ya noticed that his light blue windbreaker had been broken by branches and dyed dark. His suit pants and leather shoes were ugly, like climbing out of black ash.

In addition, his side face, jaw, there are branches across the scars, either shallow or deep, even on the back of his hand.

His lips were a little dry. Shen Ya stared. He couldn't imagine how he found here during the period when he didn't see him.

She moved her lips and didn't say anything after all. Looking around, she didn't see the figure of Su Zheng owl, so she opened her mouth and asked Xiao Zhang softly, "where's Su Zheng owl?"

He carefully glanced at Mr. Huo with a black and gray face. Xiao Zhang lowered his voice and said, "he was seriously injured by Mr. Huo. Finally, he quietly carried away while Mr. Huo didn't pay attention."

When Shenya wanted to say something more, Huo Jingcheng spit out a mouthful of smoke from his thin lips, the cigarette butt between his fingers fell to the ground, his feet twisted out, opened his mouth, and his voice was deep: "go back to the city!"

Two nurses came forward, carefully put Shen Ya on the stretcher, and then put her gently on the car.

Micro support sat up. She instinctively looked at it, but saw the man turn around, step on his long legs and step directly onto another car.

Along the way, Shen Ya's eyes fell on the car and her hands were slightly pinched. She knew that he must be angry.

However, she had never seen him lose such a temper

Xiao Zhang stood beside her. She asked Xiao Zhang, how did she know she was here?

"Not long after answering Miss Shen's phone, Mr. Huo suddenly asked him to check Miss Shen's trace. When he found it in the evening, he rushed here immediately. When he didn't come, the fire was big and red. Without saying a word, Mr. Huo rushed into the woods..."

Xiao Zhang thought about the scene at that time. Although the matter had passed, he was still shocked by Mr. Huo's sinister eyes and look.

The moment he wanted to rush in, the people were naturally trying their best to stop him. Obviously, they were going to die.

Mr. Huo had a temper and was angry after all. He threw the people away a few times. His cold face was covered with a layer of gloom: "even if I go to die, it's my own business. What does it have to do with you?"