Chapter 311

It's not good for yang to scream in summer. He doesn't want Su Jiaming to die. He grabbed the killer's wrist, pointed his gun at the man in black who was walking towards Su Jiaming, and pulled the trigger. With a bang, the man in black fell down in front of Su Jiaming.

"Ah!" Jiaming shouts. Although she can't see with her eyes closed, there are still gunshots and collisions, which make her shiver.

Seeing his companion fall down, the killer here is even more vicious. He is clamped down by Xia Yang in one hand and takes out a dagger from his waist in the other.

Summer Yang's attention is all on Su Jiaming. She is a little relieved to see her unharmed. However, as soon as he turned around, the killer's dagger stabbed at him.

"Hiss..." he couldn't dodge. He got a knife on his back. Suddenly, his smooth and strong back was cut a long way, and the blood was flowing down.

"Well In summer, Yang shouts out in pain. As soon as he makes an effort, he breaks the killer's wrist, grabs his pistol and pulls the trigger.

It's quiet around. Jiaming holds her head. She doesn't know what's going on after the two shots.

"Girl, come here." Yang called her in summer.

Jiaming did not dare to move or open her eyes.

"Su Jiaming, open your eyes, it's OK!" Summer Yang said.

Jiaming slowly opened her eyes and saw the man in black at her feet. She was so scared that she sat down on the ground, "ah! Dead... Dead... "

"You come here..." summer Yang's voice is a little strange, more and more light.

Jiaming stood up and ran to Xia Yang's arms. "Devil, I'm scared to death..."

"Well Summer Yang is cold hum again, "wench, you met my wound..."

At this time, Jiaming noticed that Xia Yang, who had always been domineering, was very pale and his lips were a little white. She took back her hand, full of blood. "Ah," she looked behind him, "you're hurt... Bleeding!"

"Don't panic, you can't die!" Summer Yang first gave her a reassurance, and then pointed to the killer beside, said, "in the past, take off his clothes."

Jiaming asked, "ah? What do you want his clothes for... "In fact, she is more afraid, taking off the clothes of the dead.

"Don't ask so many questions. Do as I say. Hurry up. If they have an accomplice, we are finished."

"Oh..." anyway, life is the most important thing.

Jiaming timidly goes to the fallen killer and pulls off the killer's clothes.

"Help me put it on!"

Jiaming doesn't ask any more, but just does it, because in summer Yang's face is more and more ugly, and her voice is lighter and lighter.

Jiaming picks up Xia Yang and looks at the two corpses on the ground. She asks anxiously, "what are they going to do?"

"I'll send someone to deal with it. Let's go back to the hotel first!"

"Good..."

In summer, Yang Qiang comes back to the hotel. Jiaming doesn't understand why he doesn't go to the hospital immediately. Back in the room, the back of the dress was soaked with blood.

At this time, Jiaming is neither noisy nor noisy, and carefully holds him on the sofa. She stood a little bit of blood on the corner of her mouth, which she accidentally wiped when she helped him.

Under Xia Yang's instruction, Jia Ming takes scissors and carefully cuts off his clothes. She tries not to let her hands tremble. Ah, the whole back was full of blood, so she couldn't help taking a breath.

"Girl, in fact, you're not a coward. You dare to see it." Summer Yang said with a smile, cold sweat on his forehead.

"Don't talk, you're still bleeding..." Jiaming squatted on the carpet, breathed out and began to tremble. "I'm afraid, but I'm even more afraid that you're dead..."

"Ha ha, I can't die. For me, it's not a serious injury!"

It's not a serious injury! Yes, this is the secret sadness behind a gangster boss.

"Don't look at the joke. What am I going to do next?"

Summer Yang hand in the past, Jiaming head a pie, "hurt like that, still want to bully me?"

With a smile, he continued to reach over and wipe the blood on the corner of her mouth. "You go to the wet towel in the bathroom first. If it's warm, help me clean the wound, and then bring the medicine box."

"I won't bandage it... You'd better go to the hospital as soon as possible."

"No, I can't let people outside know that I'm hurt."

"People outside?"

"Don't ask so many questions. Listen to me first."

"Oh..." Jiaming goes to the bathroom.

Summer Yang picked up the phone and dialed a series of numbers. The phone was connected quickly. He said, "there is something to deal with in the trees behind the beach... Right..."

"I don't have to come here. I can cope with it. Well... Well... This delay must be made by myself. You can continue to observe."

At this time, Jiaming comes out with a hot towel. Xia Yang receives the phone in time. "In this way, let me know if there is any news." He turned to Jiaming and gave her a smile. "Don't cry. I can't die."

"Cut, who cares whether you die or not? I'm afraid you'll be on my head when you die. I can't wash when I jump into the Yellow River..." Jiaming squatted down again and wiped his back with a hot towel.

"Hiss..." summer Yang instinctively a dull pain, but he inexplicably feel happy, because this is the normal Su Jiaming ah, "you can't be light, women should be gentle!"

"The blood stains on your back are caking. How can you wipe them off without exerting yourself?" Jiaming asked, but her strength was reduced.

After cleaning, the original white towel turned into Yin red, and the slender wound on Xia Yang's back was even more shocking. From the left shoulder through the middle of the spine, down to the right waist, a full 20 cm long.

Jiaming took out iodine from the medicine box and hesitated to ask, "are you sure you don't need to go to the hospital?"

"No, disinfect first, apply ointment and then wrap it up. It's that simple." Summer Yang said lightly, as if the injury is not his own.

"Oh..."

Summer Yang bite teeth, try not to make a sound, so as not to make Jiaming nervous. But Jiaming knew that he was in severe pain, otherwise the sweat on his forehead would not flow down. She admired him from the bottom of her heart.

"All right, wrap it up!" Jiaming said timidly.

Summer Yang opened his eyes to see his upper body covered with gauze, he chuckled, "you wrapped me into a mummy."

"I said I won't bandage it. You'll make do with it."

Xia Yang suddenly pulls Jiaming, and Xia chongdi says, "if you hadn't run away, we wouldn't have been ambushed. My injury this time is all because of you, so you have to take good care of me. I'm going to lie down now. Don't run around any more. Do you hear me? "

Well, the devil is the devil. He knows that only when Jiaming feels guilty can she be restrained.

"Oh, I hear you. But if it wasn't too boring, I wouldn't go out on my own. "

Summer Yang turns to smile, "without me to accompany you, you are very boring, aren't you?"

Jiaming blushed instantly when she heard it. "How can there be..." she would never admit that he was right.

"Ha ha..." summer Yang hand pinched her cheek, "good girl, help me to bed."

Jiaming pouts, but she doesn't argue with him. She slowly picks him up and walks to the bed.

Summer Yang lay down, he is lying on his stomach, white gauze on his back slightly exudes some bright red, Jiaming looked very worried, "summer Yang, if you are not comfortable, you must tell me, ah, if you die, I stay alone in the Maldives can't go back, I will be bored."

"Well..." light should a, summer Yang sleep past.

Jiaming sits by the bed and looks at him for a long time. She silently thinks, summer Yang, do you often encounter such ambush? Is your home designed like that for fear that someone will break in and do harm to you? Summer Yang, are you so tired?

She began to sympathize with him. Under such a bright appearance, she was in such a dark and dangerous situation. If she had to choose, she would rather live an ordinary life.

Jiaming sighed and looked up to realize that it was so dark outside. She felt so hungry.

Is hesitating whether to wake up the summer Yang, summer Yang suddenly opened his mouth, "hungry called to eat."

Well, how does he know I'm hungry

"You haven't had lunch. You must be hungry at this late hour." Summer Yang still closed his eyes.

God, he even knows this!

"I'll call. What would you like to eat?"

"I don't want to eat anything. You can help yourself."

"Oh..."

"Girl, I'm in pain!" Summer raised a frown, "a long time has not been hurt, I almost forget the pain."

Jiaming didn't know, so he only knew that he cried out, "the wound is so long, of course it hurts..."

"It's not a wound, it's a heartache!"

Heartache? Jiaming is more confused.

"Are you worried about your fiancee?" Jiaming thought about it, and only this can make his heart ache.

But in summer Yang shakes his head.

"Then..."

"Don't ask. The more you know, the more dangerous it is... If you want to save your life, don't know anything."

Jiaming nodded, "Oh..." she admitted that she was afraid of death, and timid and afraid of death.

After that, Jiaming had a good meal, but her fear did not abate. She sat on the sofa and looked at the man lying on the bed from a distance. She couldn't help feeling how dangerous it was to get involved with this man!

Just now, the gunshot was still in her ears. It was the first time Jiaming had heard the gunshot in her ears. When she thought about it, she was afraid.

And the knife wound on Yang's back in summer, which she could hardly imagine.

As if overnight, she changed from an ordinary college student to a role that... Even she can't say. This kind of track is totally out of her expectation and beyond her control.

As for her father at home, Xia Yang can even report their address in Taipei, so her father must be threatened with his life. If she doesn't listen to Xia Yang, his father doesn't know what will happen. She had a fluke mentality before, but today's ambush made her dare not joke about her family's life any more.

Jiaming turns on the TV and turns the volume to the lowest. She watched TV, and from time to time she turned to see Xia Yang in bed. She admitted that she was worried about him, too.

In the middle of the night, Jiaming dozes off on the sofa. The sudden thunder wakes her up. Suddenly, it was raining outside.

The deep night outside the window made Jiaming shiver. She stood up and went to the French window to close the curtain. Hands unconsciously embrace themselves, this night, also some cool.

Approaching the bedside, looking at the summer Yang lying on the bed, a face of ferocious. He must be suffering!