Chapter 301 The Real Shirley

The knife in Shirley hand was still dripping blood. Obviously, it was the blood of the reporter just now. That was to say, Shirley didn't wipe the knife and directly stuffed it in. Now when she took it out again, it was naturally stained with blood.

"This woman should be the one who stabbed our reporters before... Run! Everyone, maybe we will be the next ones to be stabbed! "

Someone shouted. The crowd turned into birds and beasts in an instant and ran away.

Facing such a situation, Shirley didn't feel surprised. Instead, she fixed her eyes on those who want to die.

At this critical moment, there still were reporters who wanted to take photos but didn't run for their lives... Of course, the consequence would be...

"Ah... Help me... "

"No, don't come over. You crazy woman, stay away from me, ah... "

Outside the door, the screams rose one after another, and Shirley's goal was very clear. Her goal was the one who had a camera in her hand or a reporter who had taken pictures of her face.

In the blink of an eye, those people were knocked down to the ground by Shirley and groaned silently.

Shirley squatted down and deleted all the photos from the camera. Then she murmured, "It seems that everything is almost done."

In a corner, a young reporter trembled, and the camera in his hand kept shaking. As long as the arc was bigger, the camera would fall on the floor at any time.

Shirley stepped forward, stretched out her hand and made a gesture of begging, "Hand over the camera."

How could the young reporter see such a situation? He was too scared to say a word. But he still held the camera tightly in his arms and refused to let it go no matter what.

Shirley walked forward and grabbed the camera. When she was about to break it, the reporter suddenly rushed up, held Shirley's feet tightly and begged, "I'm sorry... I know it's wrong for us to break in here, but please don't break my camera. It's my tool to work. If it's broken, our family will be hungry. "

After casting a disdainful glance at the man, Shirley slammed the camera onto the ground and said coldly, "Let go of me."

She was not a kind woman. It was impossible to get any bene

n and some experts stitched and examined the wound again. They didn't dare to report to Aaron until they were sure that Melissa was all right.

But the only regret was that the child who had been thrown down had been killed on the spot. No matter how hard he tried, he could not be rescued. If Melissa knew the result when she woke up, she might not be able to bear such a big blow.

After all, the child was born in her October's pregnancy. Mother and son were connected. The child had suffered so much torture. As a mother, how could she turn a blind eye to it?

After confirming that Melissa was fine, Aaron asked K to stay in the room to take care of Melissa, and he had to go to ZERO in person.

The reason why he came to the hospital late was because of ZERO. If this man hadn't suddenly appeared and had a dispute with him, how could he have a bruise on his face?

After giving all the orders, Aaron pushed the door of the ICU aggressively and strode forward, "ZERO... I won't let you go easily. "

In the box of PUB, ZERO was totally drunk. The deafening music couldn't be heard by him at the moment.

With a bitter smile, ZERO raised his head and drank up the other bottle of wine, muttering, "Melissa... Melissa... You still love him. No matter how hard I try, no matter how hard I give you, you still can't see my heart, right? "

The figure of Melissa kept moving in his mind, and then gradually overlapped with the woman in front of him...