"Don't be impulsive." His companion pressed his hand, although the expression is not good, but still try to calm down and said: "this woman can't die so simply, you forget what she said when collecting money?"

Joss is almost paralyzed now. She sits on the ground and breathes hard. Hearing the man's words, she raises her head and asks intermittently, "why do you want to kill me?"

Without looking at her, the man grabbed her collar and pulled her up.

Jos clearly heard the sound of his clothes button cracking, his strength is too strong, her clothes are torn.

The big man was full of irritability and dragged her to the car.

Joyce didn't have the strength to resist. She felt pain even when she moved her foot. Lu Yi vomited blood and fell to the ground. She looked back and was worried. At least, this compatriot really helped her wholeheartedly.

She owes him a great favor, but in this life, it is estimated that it will not be enough.

When they opened the door, the man wanted to throw Jos into the back compartment. They were very rude. They took her by the hand and pushed her forward.

Jos felt that his wrist was going to be broken, and his skin had turned blue quickly.

At the moment when he was about to get on the bus, in the distance, a gust of wind suddenly attacked him. Between the lightning and thunder, with the sound of "poof", Jos felt his big hand clamped down and suddenly released it.

She froze for a moment, turned to see, suddenly, scared stiff.

The man who had been standing behind her and pushing her, only in a few seconds, there was a blood hole on his head, inlaid with a bullet, hitting him in the middle of the eyebrow.

Someone, from her side shot, and then, the big man, a shot in the head!

The big man didn't seem to expect the sudden disaster. His eyes were wide open and almost protruded.

Jos was very close to him. After just three seconds, the man began to soften. Then he leaned forward and leaned on Jos's shoulder.

Jos was cold and could not move. His heart and drum beat faster than before.

Someone, shot in front of her, and, now, dumped on her!

"Old three!" The man's companion cursed and quickly hid in the car, and tried to pull joss into the car.

Joss was quick, almost immediately. He threw away his body, and his feet were weak. He took two steps to the side, then quickly squatted down, hugged his head, and leaned against the corner of the road.

There are still many people on the street, no one heard the gunshot, but it is true that some people died. This kind of thing often happens in the slum. Those people either lie down or quickly go into the nearby buildings to hide and protect themselves at the first moment.

Jos's eyes were still wide open. She probably only saw this scene in the movie. She crouched herself in a ball, buried her head, and did not dare to see the scene outside.

There was no gunshot from the beginning to the end, but the window cracked, and then, with a dull hum, joss didn't have to look to know that another person was dead.

For a moment, the time seemed to be lengthened, and joss was cold all over. I didn't know how long it was before someone touched her shoulder.

"Ah --" she cried almost reflexively. She stepped back and fell, hugged her ears and shook her head desperately: "no, don't kill me..."

She didn't look up. To be exact, she didn't dare to look up, so she didn't see the ugly expression of the man standing in front of her.

This is an Asian man. His handsome facial features are very delicate. His lips are very thin. At the moment, he purses tightly. All he can see is a line.

His dark eyes were deep, and his eyes were cold. He looked at the woman who was squatting and scared at his feet. His heart was twitching.

Squatting down, he tried to make his own movement, gently: "it's me."

Low low two words, not big, but clearly spread to the ears of women.

Joss almost thought that she had heard wrong. She was very stiff. When she looked up hesitantly, she didn't dare to lift too fast. She was afraid that too fast would pierce the ethereal voice. She would find that it was only her illusion. After all, in the short few minutes just now, her heart was too complicated, thinking about her parents, her unborn nephew and the man, Especially the man, she always wanted to, always wanted to

Think too much, fear, really hallucination.

But when her eyes, clearly see the person in front of her, her eyes, almost in the next second, have been wet.

"You..."

As soon as she spoke, she was held in a warm embrace.

Smelling the familiar smell on the man, her tears could no longer be stopped, such as broken beads, one DC, one DC, finally immersed in his coat.

His embrace was so warm that it seemed to melt the fear and disaster she had experienced. It was after nearly half a minute's stiffness that joss recovered completely. Then he hugged him tightly, as if to melt himself into his blood.

Jing chihan looks very bad, very bad.

He couldn't imagine where he would be taken by these people if he was a little bit later.

Maybe in the car, she will be dealt with. His mother is still experienced enough to know that throwing her in such a place can not guarantee that she will have an accident, so she chose to make up for it.

It's a pity that he's here, not only, but also.

"Don't be afraid. I'm here. I'm coming."

Jos cried out of breath. After the extreme panic, only tears could vent.

"I thought, I'll never see you again..." she choked her voice and cried so much that she almost belched.

He patted her on the back and gave her a breath: "it's OK, I won't let you have anything, I won't..." this sentence, he said to Jos, but also to himself.

Jos foggy eyes, listen, but cry more serious, she through tears, see the situation outside, because the line of sight is blocked, she see more blurred, also more distorted.

Lu Yi got up from the ground. There was blood in the corner of his mouth. He was sitting on the ground, covering his chest.

Near the large military vehicle, three big men were all dead. Some people were cleaning up and others were watching.

A foreign man in pajamas, waiting for a beautiful woman in his arms, is standing not far away, looking at their direction casually. His eyes, impartial, collide with Jos. He picks his eyebrows and smiles at her good temper.

Who is this man?

Jos came out of Jing chihan's arms, rubbed his eyes and looked at the man in his pajamas.

"Who is he?" She asked, the mood has recovered a lot.