Chapter 702

"Oh, Su Xiangwan, you're really good at it. I don't know what kind of foxes you've used. The men you've been fascinated by are dead set on you!" Zhao Xinning looks ferocious, which will also be a bit embarrassed and anxious.

Then she looked at the gangsters: "a group of rubbish, even one person can't be put down! What can I do for you? "

"What are you waiting for Zhao Xinning roared, worried that if the time was too long, there would be variables.

Several men stepped forward and started again.

Xiang Yi is still struggling to support. The blood dripping from his body is gathering at his feet, becoming a pool.

"Xiang Yi, you don't care about me, you go!" Su Xiangwan choked out a voice and looked at his back in front of his eyes moist.

Suddenly, she was confused. She didn't know if she had gone to save Xiang Yi.

Knowing that he would devote himself to protecting himself, he chose to save him again.

But such a rescue, and in front of his desperate guardian, is too despicable.

If he had an accident today, she would never forgive herself, never.

With a bang, Xiang Yi finally couldn't hold on and knelt heavily on one knee.

"Xiang Yi!" Su Xiangwan and Yuan Xue spoke at the same time.

Su Xiangwan's heart was throbbing, and Yuan Xue was also in a trance.

At first she didn't understand why Su Xiangwan left so many bodyguards and drivers, but now, she finally understood.

The hair was dripping with blood on her forehead.

Xiang Yi is still holding a steel stick tightly. Looking at several gangsters in front of him, he slowly said, "if you want to move her, first go over my body."

Several men look at each other, but Zhao Xinning's hatred is more and more crazy.

"Kill him, then kill him for me!"

The gangster stepped forward quickly and started again. Xiang Yi was still struggling at first.

But at the end of the day, he was almost completely passive again.

But even so, he is still dead in front of Su Xiangwan, always refused to let go.

At this time, Su Xiangwan finally cut off the rope on his hand and climbed up to help Xiang Yi up: "Xiang Yi Xiang Yi, how are you?"

Xiang Yi was covered with blood on his face and lifted his eyelids.

"I'm fine."

Su Xiangwan's hands were covered with sticky blood and choked: "are you stupid? It's all right. "

Xiang Yi pulled the corners of his lips with great effort. His lips moved gently and laboriously. He said, "don't worry."

His voice was so low that he could hardly hear what he was saying if Su hadn't listened carefully.

"You can't die, you can't do anything, I can't! If you have something to do, I will never pay attention to you, Xiang Yi, don't sleep, you hold on! " Xiang Yi's head rest on Su Xiangwan's thigh, looking at the tears in her eyes, slowly raised his hand to try to wipe it for her.

But in the end, he did not have the strength to continue.

A tear fell on his face, warm and hot.

Xiang Yi pulled out a smile at her. Her sight was a little hazy.

She must not know, he once saw her, like in the paint dark light world, peep at a touch of sky, hanging in the sky, she is his eternal light.

But at this time, a gangster stepped forward again and kicked Xiang Yi hard.

Su Xiang threw himself on him in the evening and tightly protected the man in his arms with his slender back.

The pupil of Xiang Yi shrinks, struggling to get up.

Su Xiangwan was lying on his body, protecting him: "you don't move, you don't move..."

The sticks like raindrops fell on Su Xiangwan's back one after another. She was always delicate and tender. When she had been treated with this, only a few times would cause her lips to bleed.

Xiang Yi can detect her stiffness and roar out loud. She doesn't know where her strength comes from.

Suddenly turn over dead embrace her, whole person presses on her body, bear those sticks for her.