Chapter 279

"Fool, run --"

Han Zixin, who fell to the ground with a dagger in his back, saw Liu Qian rushing forward with a machete regardless of everything. She suddenly yelled at the top of her voice to stop Liu Qian's steps. She wanted him to leave and leave here forever. In this way, her death was at least valuable.

She doesn't want Liu Qian to go to the yellow spring with her. She wants him to live well.

"No, I'll never leave you, never --"

Hearing Han Zixin's miserable cry, Liu Qian roared and let his tears fall. He was determined to kill him with a machete!

"I don't believe you are a God. You are a man. Since you are a man, you should fall for me!"

Many members of the crazy lion gang can see that there are at least a dozen blood holes in Liu Qian's body. In other words, it is very likely that Liu Qian will fall down in the next second.

Just now to see who has that opportunity, now Liu Qian is completely relying on a willpower in the support, fighting.

"Who's going to kill him, I'll give him 30 million, 30 million --"

Seeing Liu Qian's knife, the lion splits the guy who just quarreled to leave Liu Qian in two. After that, the whole person's heart is cold. It's too bloody!

It's more than bloody. The bloody road has just begun.

Kill——

Around is to hear that there are 30 million bonus members of the lion gang are burning up, Liu Qian also did not have any hesitation, and immediately cut off the arm of a gangster who rushed over, looking coldly at the enemy blocking the way in front of him.

At this moment, Liu Qian laughed.

What is he laughing at? He's dying. He's not qualified to laugh!

A lot of people are very surprised, why can Liu Qian laugh at this time.

But it happened that Liu Qian just laughed, only on his face, which became paler because of excessive blood loss, how strange the smile was, especially his hair, was dyed blood red by the enemy's blood at this moment.

Dusk slowly came down on the earth, and the sky had been slowly blackened. But at this time, Liu Qian's bloody hair was particularly conspicuous under the newly blackened night, just like the guiding light of death guiding the dead to hell.

Kill——

Not only is Liu Qian roaring, but all the members of the lion gang are also roaring.

People die for money and birds die for food. 30 million is enough for many people to fight for a lifetime. As long as they have this money, they can definitely spend the rest of their lives in a natural and unrestrained way. They don't have to live in a frightening life. Many gangsters rush over with this idea.

A machete, flying up and down in Liu Qian's hand, looks like a flying Silver Butterfly stained with blood. In the dusk that has been rubbed black, it blooms out a sad beauty like blood.

Arms, thighs, and even the head, the deep visible bone scars on the face, the blood of the open stomach, at this moment, constantly staged.

Around is surrounded by dozens of people, Liu Qian still killed a bloody road.

The enemy in front is certainly ferocious, but under Liu Qian's knife, it's like wheat straw waiting for a song. As long as it touches the blade, it will turn into a dead thing that can't move on the ground. Xie Tian, the lion, and the few people who were left by him, were completely confused at this moment.

Run!

The bloody battlefield played up by Liu Qian has completely scared their souls away. Now the only idea in many people's hearts is to run away from this horrible Shura area, leave that bloody long hair, and give people a kind of crazy people with the feeling of Asura!

Kill, kill——

Han Zixin is close at hand, but can't get close to him. Especially Han Zixin's life is at a critical moment. What kind of pain and torture is it for Liu Qian that he can't get close at this imminent moment!

Ah——

Arrogant roar, crazy killing, bloody scenes, rendering into a song of praise for love, sad and beautiful.

At this moment, the aesthetics of violence is vividly performed by Liu Qian. Anyone who sees this scene, even if they can live in the future, will think of this bloody and cruel scene every night. Come on, maybe they will be scared out of their wits by this scene, because it is too cruel for many people to accept such a bloody scene.

"No, don't come here, don't come here --"

Crazy lion roars, but Liu Qian has rushed over, to Han Zixin's side, but also to his side!

"You die for me!"

Liu Qian clearly remembers that it was the dagger of the mad lion that plunged into Han Zixin's body, killed him, killed him. This idea was constantly brewing in Liu Qian's heart. At this moment, the brewing had reached the extreme. At the moment of machete mad lion, it completely broke out.

The machete in his hand was like death's scythe. Liu Qian slashed it fiercely from the upper corner to the lower corner.

If the blade of the machete had not been rolled up, I'm afraid it would not have been enough to split the whole body of the lion into two parts. However, the wound with deep bone and the scar that even the internal organs could see clearly could have killed the lion.

Xie Tian, the hero of a generation, has fallen!

Even when he died, he was thinking about whether Liu Qian would fall down the next second.

Unfortunately, even if Liu Qian would fall, he did not see that day.

Before he died, the lion cried out, "I'm not willing, I'm not willing --"

With this unwilling roar, the mad lion finally lies on the ground, and has no life at all. What he has is the blood flowing from the wound, which gradually turns the earth red.

When Liu Qian arrived at Han Zixin, who had fallen to the ground on his side, he knelt down on the ground as if his heart had died. At this moment, Liu Qian didn't even have the heart to look at the crazy lion.

The only remaining members of the crazy lion Gang around, when they saw this scene, were completely confused.

Run, run at all costs!

These crazy lion gangsters, let alone attack Liu Qian, are scared to see Liu Qian!

Run, the remaining few members of the crazy lion Gang, like flying, ran to the distance, regardless of everything, no one dare to stay, even if there will be tigers in the forest, they are willing, because facing tigers is better than facing Liu Qian thousands of times!

At the scene, there were only some members of the crazy lion gang who were still wailing on the ground, and the corpses that covered the ground. Basically, there was no one to move. At this moment, Liu Qian slowly held Han Zixin in his arms and cried out with tears, "no, no, it's not like this, it's not like this, it's not like this, it's not like this, it's not --"

At this moment, Liu Qian seems to be a helpless child, with tears falling down. At this moment, he seems to have lost his craziness, and even less the blood like killing spirit. There is only a man's grief after he wants to lose his true love.

"Silly man, run, run --"

Han Zixin slowly opens her eyes. Now she doesn't know that the crazy lion has come to an end. There is no threat to their existence at the scene.

One of her catkins gently touched Liu Qian's chin, and her dry tears reappeared on her sad face. She choked and said, "run, be obedient, run!"

"No, I won't go, I won't go, I will never go, I will always be with you, always - yes, yes, Bingpo silver needle, my Bingpo silver needle, you will be OK, you will be OK!"

Liu Qian said in a flustered way. His calm, even though Mount Tai collapsed in front of him and his face did not change, all disappeared at this time. There was only a little man's panic when he was facing the little woman's leaving. He quickly pulled out a silver needle from his waist. But when he saw that the whole dagger had gone into Han Zixin's body, Liu Qian's eyes jumped, Tears are falling like breaking the dike.

If it's just a simple internal injury, even if it's an incurable disease, Liu Qian is sure that he can snatch the other party back from the embrace of death.

But now what is the situation, this is trauma, Liu Qian for the treatment of trauma is basically ten orifices, nine orifices know nothing!

It's not that he doesn't know everything. The key is that trauma needs surgery, and it needs a lot of things to treat and reduce inflammation. This is not what Liu Qian is good at. After all, he is just an ordinary man, not a god!

"Let's go, don't be silly, OK? Let's go, let's go --"

Han Zixin wants to push Liu Qian away, but because of her great strength, the wounds behind her almost tear open. Han Zixin's pretty face is twisted with pain, but she doesn't care. She only wants Liu Qian to be safe and alive. As for herself, she never thinks about it.

"It's all right, it's all right, you see, it's all right, it's all right!"

Liu Qian holds Han Zixin in her arms and looks around. At this moment, Han Zixin is almost confused. Just now, there are many people standing. Why are they all lying down? When she looks at Liu Qian in front of her, she only sees that his face is as pale as paper, without the slightest blood color. Moreover, the wound on his body is still pouring out blood, and the blood seems to run dry.

"You, you, stop bleeding, stupid, stop bleeding --"

The more Han Zixin said, the weaker she was. Maybe it was because she was too worried. Before she finished her sentence, she fainted.

"Zixin!"

Liu Qian holds Han Zixin in his arms and looks at the dagger that has cut his internal organs behind him. In a panic, Liu Qian helps Han Zixin to bandage the wound in a hurry. He also uses ice soul silver needle to bandage his body in a hurry and seal the bleeding parts of his body. At least he has to ensure that he can't die before he sends Han Zixin to the hospital.

"It's going to be OK. It's going to be OK."

After Han Zixin is picked up from the ground, Liu Qian takes a deep breath, tears still can't stop falling down, batting on Han Zixin's pretty face, turning into tears.