Chapter 143

In the next few days, in order not to delay Yin's timely treatment, ningou stayed with the family and took good care of Yin.

Yin has only been awake once in the past few days. After seeing ning'ou, he didn't say anything. He closed his eyes and fell into a coma again.

Zhang xunmao and red fire are not idle these days.

They didn't finish the task that Gaenor told them. The other party was looking for them all over the world. Fortunately, they ran away all night, which made it impossible for the other party to catch them. In addition, now that they have crossed the border, it's not so easy for the other party to control them.

However, Hua Jingsheng was not so lucky. The next day, he was exposed just as he was about to leave Syria. The Syrian government openly arrested them for disturbing public security and bringing guns into the country without permission. As soon as they got on the plane, they were blasted down by the other side and forcibly detained in the territory.

Both sides launched a fight to the death, and eventually Hua Jingsheng was lost under their eyelids.

In these days, people from the Syrian government are still looking for him, but they don't know what force is protecting him. So far, he has not been found.

Zhang Xun and Moore got the news together.

Yingmen and Liebao family.

The Liebao family rushed back to the United States overnight in order not to be attacked. As soon as they arrived at the base camp, they received the news. Both WENCE and Moore breathed a sigh of relief. In this way, it would be impossible for huajingsheng to trouble them in a short time, and they would have a chance to breathe.

in a gorgeous villa in New York, a housekeeper in a gentleman's tuxedo respectfully stands in front of a round swimming pool, holding a vodka in one hand and a bath towel in the other, waiting for the people in the swimming pool to land.

In the swimming pool, in the blue water, a white slender figure is as flexible as a fish, shuttling freely below.

The dark hair is like floating algae, stretching its posture and floating on the water, floating with the shaking of the waves.

When the figure reached the shore, he stepped on the steps and supported the armrest, then walked up slowly.

On the white chest, the water drops slowly, the clavicle is long and obvious, and the figure is thin and thin. With his white face, it looks like a kind of rugged beauty.

"Young master." When the housekeeper saw him coming up, he took the initiative to hand over the towel.

The man did not answer. He looked at the vodka in his other hand and said in a low voice, "give me the wine."

"Young master, you are not fit to drink such strong wine." The housekeeper's face was embarrassed.

"Give it to me!" He was very persistent.

"But..." The housekeeper still hesitated.

"Busson..." The man's voice emerged unhappy, a pair of rare lavender eyes emerged inch by inch ice color, tone with sullen.

"Booson, you go down first."

Without waiting for him to speak, another steady voice came from behind, interrupting their deadlock.

"Yes." BUSEN knew who was coming, put the towel on the man in front of him, and took the initiative to retreat.

Unexpectedly, the other side was quick eyed and took away the vodka from the tray when he turned around.

"Young master --"

the other party has finished drinking, put the empty cup in the tray, and gave a cold smile.

"Vince!" Moore, who came from behind, looked angrily at the man who didn't listen. He drank loudly and waved to the housekeeper at the same time.

"Uncle, even if I don't have wine, I won't live long. You don't care." WENCE was wearing a bath towel, and his thin body was wrapped in a wide bath towel, which made him look more thin and pained for no reason.

"WENCE! You still blame me Moore looked at WENCE, his eyes full of worry. After he came back from Syria, he became even more perverse. He either went out to spend his time and drink, or went out to fight for his life and race car, as if he would not stop until he was killed.

"No! You are the only uncle who loves me. How can I blame you! Everything you do is for my good. " WENCE wrapped in a bath towel, sitting on the couch, lavender eyes looking at the shimmering water, plain words.

"WENCE, that woman is Hua Jingsheng's woman. She is a poppy. Look at ning'ou, look at Liuyin, look at everyone who has met with her. Which one has a good ending! She can't touch it

"I didn't say I was going to touch her!" WENCE's eyes were cold.

"What are you doing now?" Moore was about to be maddened by his moody, irascible nephew.

"I don't know." WENCE felt a little cold and wrapped the towel tightly.

"Since it's not for her, you can go back to the old house with me tomorrow. Ningou has been away from Syria for five days, and I believe he will return to the United States soon. At that time, the old man will send someone to look for him. We can't let ningou come back! " Moore sat down beside him, in a serious voice.

"Do you think those people will want to leave everything to me?" WENCE sneered, they want a completely loyal, completely healthy chess piece, not a scrap chess.

"Are you willing to be taken away by ningo?"

The hand that Wen Si wraps tightly bath towel Shu clenches, the body of low slightly stretch straight, "no! Not reconciledAfter a moment's pale purple eyes froze, there was a fierce storm. "Uncle, let's go back to our old house tomorrow. At the same time, you'll send someone to stare at the eagle gate headquarters, and report any news immediately."

Moore saw WENCE perk up, a happy smile, "you can rest assured that I have arranged over there. As long as there is news, we can be in front of them. "

This month, Iran's climate will enter a humid season, a day of sunshine is accompanied by several days of continuous drizzle. The flat road is filled with a piece of Xiaowa, and the rain drips on the leaves, turns into water drops and slides down from the leaves, integrating into the Xiaowa on the ground.

The sky is overcast and drizzle is lingering. The sky and the earth are filled with clouds and mist. The streets that should have been washed away become hazy and blurred, and the real outline can not be seen clearly.

Ning Ou pushed the door open, and saw Yin GUI wearing a thin pajamas, with hair scattered, standing on the small windowsill outside, dressed in white, fluttering on the windowsill, as if to take advantage of the wind and blend into this unreal hazy.

"Ah Shu." He saw a heart jump, with slightly slow legs, quickly walked past.

Yin didn't look back. His clear eyes were covered with fog, empty and numb.

Ning Ou reached out to hold her leg, supported her waist, and took her down from the windowsill. Only then did she find her skin cold and refreshing. After closing the window, he helped her turn on the air conditioner, wrapped her tightly with a cup, held her tightly in his arms, breathed and rubbed her hands, trying to make her warm.

In the face of this kind of care, Yin Jiu just turned his eyes, and then continued to be a lifeless puppet.

Looking at the empty eyebrows, face no longer have flexible smile of her, Ning Ou some weak, put her hand in the lips, gently shallow kiss, eyes distressed, "can you, don't like this?"

Yin Gu turned a deaf ear and looked out of the window at the growing fog.

Ning Ou sighed heavily, pressed her tightly in her arms, still couldn't bear to give up, "does your wound still hurt?"

The word "wound" moved Yin's empty eyes slightly. However, she suddenly closed her eyes when she remembered the scene of killing her heart. Her thick eyelashes trembled gently, helpless and weak.

"From now on, will you stay with me?" Ning Ou feels Yin GUI's shaking, hugs her tightly and whispers.

Yin Chi didn't speak, just closed his eyes tightly.

Seeing this, Ning Ou carefully put her on the bed, tucked in the corner for her, gazed at her for a long time, then propped up and left.

After closing the door, his soft eyes were filled with a strong sadness. He put out his hand to cover his prickly leg, clenched his teeth and left slowly.

Hearing the uneven sound of footsteps leaving, Yin Jiu opened her eyes, lifted the quilt and walked out of bed barefoot. She lifted her skirt and looked at the waist and abdomen tightly wrapped in bandages. Her pale and slender fingers gently stroked her. She thought of the scene of despair and the release of bullets through her body. She didn't understand why the heaven refused to accept her and asked her to continue to be indifferent My life continues to struggle!

Is she too guilty to be accepted, or is she not hurt enough to continue to wander?

What else can she lose?

What else does God want to deprive her of before she is willing to run away?

Ning Ou walked from Yin GUI's room to the living room, but it was not long before he was sweating. As soon as Zhang Xun and Chihuo came back from the outside, they saw that Ning Ou was pale and sweating. They were both surprised and walked over immediately.

"Ao, is it a leg disease?" Zhang xunmao put him on the sofa and asked in a low voice.

Ning Ou's leg was a comminuted fracture at the beginning, and he barely recovered after sitting in a wheelchair for a while. As soon as he recovered, he went to Syria and fought with Hua Jingsheng all the way. I'm afraid that the fracture, which had not been cured, was heavier.

Ning Ou covers his legs, purses his lips and shakes his head.

Red fire looks at Ning Ou's appearance, and his heart is even more dissatisfied with Yin Chi. Before Zhang Xun describes to him, Yin Chi can be said to be an extremely cruel and ruthless woman. He really can't understand why Ning Ou cares so much about such a woman!

"Even if ou Shao's leg is healed, the broken bone will have sequelae. In recent months, the weather in Iran is rainy, so his leg will definitely hurt. Let's leave at night and get ready to go back to America while the rain is not strong! The weather there is better and safer than here. "

Hearing the words of red fire, Zhang xunmu nodded and agreed: "ah ou, why don't we start tonight? In the next few days, I think the rain will increase and it will be inconvenient to walk. And we've been here for several days. We haven't integrated with the headquarters, so we can't delay any longer. "

Ningou knew that their words were right, and there was no objection, "OK, you prepare, let's leave tonight."

Rain Yin Mian, until the night, still did not stop, or in the warm not fire tenderness.

As the night falls, thousands of lights rise, adding a touch of light to the quiet and desolate night.

On the private apron, two helicopters were parked in the night, with the propeller humming.