Chapter 1098

The man thought about it and thought it was reasonable.

No longer hesitated, he pushed the dagger into the woman's neck.

The sharp side of the dagger pushed forward bit by bit and soon cut through Nian's delicate skin in early summer.

Blood beads oozed from the skin one by one, and then fell on the dagger.

Soon, the blade face was stained with blood.

At this moment, early summer Nian didn't have the slightest fear.

Only the pain of the skin cut on her neck reminded her that she was in a very dangerous situation.

Her life is counting down now.

It's just the pain in her body telling her.

She's still alive. She's going through something.

Only at this time, she was reluctant to give up.

Unwilling to leave the world and die.

At the beginning of summer, Nian's face suddenly turned pale, like a piece of white paper.

No blood.

She slowly closed her eyes and looked like she was waiting to die.

Just close your eyes and climb out of your mind. All you think about is the appearance of Leng Jiting and Xia Yuchen.

They were smiling at her in my mind.

Leng Jiting looked at her affectionately. Xia Yuchen was also calling her Mommy sweetly.

She really misses Leng Jiting and her son

If, if only I could see them again before I die?

She was never afraid of death.

Because she knew she didn't have much time.

Advanced cervical cancer, incurable.

So it's just a matter of time before you die.

It's just strange that this time the special force didn't start.

When the dagger was ready to cut the throat of Nian in early summer, suddenly, "whew".

A sharp dagger soon pierced the air and then stabbed it straight and accurately into the man's wrist holding the dagger.

"Ah!"

The man uttered a scream, and the dagger in his hand fell to the ground in an instant.

I saw a sharp knife inserted straight into the back of his hand.

The knife reflected a cold light.

In the light, you can clearly see that a cold word is engraved on the knife.

The man knelt down and hugged his hand with a knife.

"Who!"

Hearing the sound, early summer Nian also opened his eyes.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw the man sitting on his knees in front of me.

It's the knife that's stuck in the back of his hand.

The cold words above shone with a special light, as if shining into her heart.

Cold words

Is it him?

The next second, the locked door slammed open.

In the backlight, a tall and handsome figure appeared at the door.

The shadow reflected down and was pulled on the ground for a long time. In an instant, countless powerful Qi fields poured out.

People can't ignore this powerful atmosphere.

Stepping - with the sound of leather shoes knocking on the ground, the sound of footsteps also enters, and the sound gradually becomes deep.

Until the figure stopped in front of Nian at the beginning of summer.

At this moment, she really saw the person opposite.

The man is very good-looking. His delicate facial features reveal his rebellious temperament everywhere.

Every place seems to be carefully carved. It's perfect.

It's like a perfect work of art.

His good-looking sharp sword eyebrows were tightly wrinkled, and his face was full of unhappiness and anger.

In addition to the boundless coldness in his eyes, he was more nervous and worried.

In the cold eyes, at this moment, it seems that countless tears are still hidden.

tear.

The eyes seemed to be wet.

"Leng Jiting..."

At the sight of Leng Jiting, Nian at the beginning of summer couldn't help opening his skinny lips.

Is this a dream?

Or hallucinations?

Why did she see him here?

But even dreams are illusions.

That's great.

Because she could see him again before she died.

Leng Jiting took a breath, as if he was holding back his anger.

His cold big hand trembled slightly in the air and caressed the wound on Nian's neck at the beginning of summer.

When the fingertip touched the bleeding wound, the heart was stabbed.

The man's thin lips closed tightly and meditated for a long time.

Dare not delay, he immediately tore off his clothes and then wrapped them around her neck.

She was given a simple hemostasis.

These damn guys, unexpectedly, dare to read early summer like this!

"Wait for me."

Leng Jiting gently rubbed Xia chunian's head.

Then, the killer behind him had climbed up from the ground.

He raised his legs high and kicked sideways, kicking Leng Jiting's head hard.

At the beginning of summer, Nian stared in horror. Because she was tied, she couldn't stop Leng Jiting from kicking.

"Be careful!"

Leng Jiting lowered his cold eyes and did nothing.

But in the next second, Leng Jiting's hand attacked quickly, and then grabbed the kicked ankle.

He squeezed his ankle tightly in the palm of his hand.

Be quick and accurate.

The killer suddenly widened his eyes. Did the man have eyes behind his head?

Can grasp so accurately!

Prevention is so good!

Leng Jiting pulled the killer's leg and threw him directly into the air.

Run quickly, step on the ground, and then the whole person rises in the air.

Then he kicked the killer's stomach repeatedly and alternately.

The continuous exchange of legs in the air and kicking, the killer has no power to fight back.

The whole kicked flew out.

With a bang, he fell heavily to the ground and vomited a big mouthful of rich blood.

When the female killer saw this picture, she was also very frightened.

Take advantage of no one's attention and run away at the first time.

I didn't care about my partner at all.

Leng Jiting turned around and returned to Xia chunian. Then he squatted down, picked up the bloody dagger on the ground and gently cut the rope tied to her.

The rope landed in circles, "sorry, I'm late."

His hand gently caressed her bandaged neck. Then he gently asked, "does it hurt?"

At the beginning of summer, Nian trembled slightly, and his hand was stunned after grasping his cold hand.

This is not a dream?

Not an illusion?

It's true.

Leng Jiting came to save her.

This man really appeared in front of her.

She could not restrain her inner emotion and miss, and held the man in front of her with open arms.

Tears couldn't help falling down.

A soft sob.

She's not afraid to die. She's just afraid she'll never see him again.

Leng Jiting gently patted the woman in his arms on the back and listened to her cry. His heart was melting.

"Well, it's all right. Don't worry. I'm here. I'll protect you. "

He just thought she was afraid to cry.

At this time, what the two people hugging each other didn't realize was that the killer who was beaten to spit blood behind him had trembled and climbed up.

He had an extra pistol in his hand at some point.

At this time, the direction the pistol is facing is Leng Jiting's head