Chapter 1065： The abandoned wife of the Republic of China (93)

Chapter 1065 The Martyrs of the Republic of China (93)

Even if he dies, let Bai Weiwei see that he is not weaker than Fu Beizhe.

Fu Beizhe's eyes turned black, although the fingers were unshakable with strong incomparable willpower.

But he knew that he had reached the last moment.

White snowflakes flew in from the outside.

The icy atmosphere surrounds the warehouse.

Fu Beizhe took a breather and finally said, "Well, I didn't think that the person who accompanied me to Huangquan Road was you."

He believed that Li Xinghe gave him an hour.

But his physical condition could not escape within an hour.

Li Xinghe gave him an hour, and he just wanted to tease him as a rat, then stepped him into the mud, sneered, and shot him again.

If he wants to die, he will die without a half face.

Fu Beizhe would rather die with the same, and would not accept an hour of escape time.

Especially for his own love for charity.

Li Xinghe's body, shaking, his neck hurt, feeling that the knife was to be cut into his throat.

At the last moment, a sudden shot was awakened to everyone.

Fu Beizhe suddenly opened his eyes and looked out of the warehouse.

In the snow, a familiar figure stood outside the warehouse. She wore the peach-colored slingback cheongsam he chose, and he wore a beautiful winter coat with a gun in his hand against the sky.

It is like a snow, a blooming flower, with a strong radiance.

The impact of this moment made Fu Beizhe stunned for several seconds.

If it is normal, he may have been countered by Li Xinghe.

Li Xinghe was surprised because he did not respond.

The figure walked slowly, followed by a dressing adjutant, holding an umbrella to cover her snow.

The atmosphere is so tense and tense.

She came over gracefully and strongly.

Fu Beizhe didn't know why, the eyes were a little bit moist, and the thoughts in my heart finally rushed out and turned into a lingering name on the lips.

"Wei Wei."

[Hey, the male master is eighty-five. 】

Bai Weiwei walked to the door of the warehouse and followed the soldiers who were protecting.

She looked up at Fu Beizhe and frowned. "You let him go, Fu Beizhe."

Fu Beizhe hesitated, only to loosen the knife in his hand and push Li Xinghe directly.

Li Xinghe gritted his teeth and just said something.

Bai Weiwei said: "This place has been surrounded by my people. No one can run. You have been standing on the neck for a long time. No one can let anyone go. I will be a middleman, Li Xinghe, you bring people. Go, I will bring my husband back."

Li Xinghe’s mouth is bitter, “Wei Wei?”

Husband, a close-knit one who is inseparable and unable to give up.

Bai Weiwei looked at him with a cold eye and said, "Don't you have to lose both with him. You really have to fight. This world is really chaotic."

She walked slowly to Fu Beizhe.

"I don't want to live in troubled times. The war will affect my quality of life."

Li Xinghe saw her go and just stepped up to pull her hand.

Bai Weiwei suddenly raised his hand, and the cold gun was facing Li Xinghe.

"You can't go, now your people are under my control. If I don't care, you will die."

Her people are also equal to Fu Beizhe.

If Fu Beizhe is now ordered, Li Xinghe is estimated to be a sieve.

There was a glimmer of joy in Li Xinghe’s eyes. "You still worry about me."

Bai Weiwei said impatiently: "Get off."

(End of this chapter)