Chapter 1052： The abandoned wife of the Republic of China (75)

Chapter 1052 The Martyrs of the Republic of China (75)

Bai Weiwei stunned, and did not seem to think that he would be so serious.

When Li Xinghe finished, he showed a gentle smile, as if he didn't feel that he had said something unreasonable.

He took a glass of water. "Drink, I will go to the restaurant to get some food. It will take a long time for us to go south. You need to eat."

Bai Weiwei had to take the cup and saw her arm, which had been bandaged.

On the train, Li Xinghe is familiar and comfortable.

Some of his basic things can be found, no loss is the young prince in the south, the train sits more and sit down and experience.

After eating something, Bai Weiwei said: "We must get off the bus and can't get off at the station.

At the next stop, the train will definitely not open.

Because Fu Beizhe is waiting.

Li Xinghe smiled. "I know that there will be a transfer station, the train should stop for a while, then we will get off the train and go to another train."

The transfer station is not only a train, but trains of other tracks will also come.

Just stop for a little while, then change the car at that time.

Bai Weiwei nodded. Although she did not plan to go south, she could only avoid it for a while now. Otherwise, Fu Beizhe was caught in the air.

It is estimated that he will be headshot.

The train stopped soon.

Li Xinghe carefully helped Bai Weiwei get off the bus, and the transfer station crowded many people.

They went to the other side and another train came in the distance.

The train stops and starts very fast, they must hurry to grasp the time, or they will miss it.

Another train stopped and Li Xinghe immediately moved forward. He got on the train and reached for Bai Weiwei.

"Come on, the train is going to open."

Bai Weiwei nodded and just reached out.

Suddenly Li Xinghe’s face changed, “Your Majesty, Wei Wei.”

Bai Weiwei did not respond. Without a squat, a bullet passed by her and shot at the forehead of Li Xinghe.

Li Xinghe almost instinctively rolled into the train and avoided the bullets.

The train was opened, and Bai Weiwei was too late to get on the bus.

Li Xinghe was on the train, reaching out and anxiously shouting: "Take my hand, Wei Wei."

Bai Weiwei’s heart was tight, chasing a few steps forward, reaching out and just about to pull Li Xinghe’s hand.

The other hand grabbed her finger.

The hand was in the sun, slender and beautiful, and the palm of the hand had a calluse, and it was smashed by Bai Weiwei’s back.

She was pulled into a hot, tough embrace.

Bai Weiwei heard the man behind her, and her hot, messy breath blew her side.

"Escape, where can you escape?"

Bai Weiwei stiffened his body and looked up to see Fu Beizhe's tight jaw.

And he looked down at her, cold as if covered with a frosty eye, exuding the murderous atmosphere.

It can't be cold any more.

Fu Beizhe is too fast.

Fortunately, Li Xinghe had no time to get off the bus and was taken away by the train.

Bai Weiwei saw the sideline task stuck at the last point.

When the light was over, she suddenly remembered that she had forgotten to say a farewell to Li Xinghe.

Just now, if she was a big man, she would take care of it.

The quest for the spurt was completed, and Bai Weiwei sighed.

Fu Beizhe dragged Bai Weiwei into the car and he glanced at her arm.

There is a doctor on the car.

Fu Beizhe’s head was not bandaged, but he wiped his face with a towel.

He was black-faced, cold-eyed, and a pair of strangers did not enter, and acquaintances also rolled the posture.

The doctor took out the medicine chest and tried to clean the wound.

Fu Beizhe said: "Remove her bandage."

(End of this chapter)