Chapter 937

The three men who just broke in pointed at Xueer and Lin Manxue, and the leader made a sign to tell his team not to act rashly.

"You are surrounded by us. There is only one way out to resist. I'll give you a chance to live. As long as you let go of the hostages, I guarantee your safety. "

This voice sounds like Wei Wenjie's voice. His tone is relatively flat, but his momentum is so compelling that people dare not doubt his words.

"Are you Wei Dashao?"

That's right.

The leader is Wei Wenjie, who hasn't heard from us for a long time. One of them is Tibetan mastiff and the other is Phoenix.

Wei Wenjie said: "since you can guess who I am, you should know my means and let Lin Manxue go. This is your only way out. I don't want to say it again."

Wei Wenjie waves his hand, Tibetan mastiff and Phoenix Press closer with their guns, creating an atmosphere for Xueer to surrender.

The visitor himself admits that he is Wei Wenjie. Xue'er is really flustered. Wei Wenjie has a reputation. He is extremely difficult and capable. He even has to be afraid of three points for the banquet. Once he is besieged, I'm afraid it's only extravagant hope to retreat with Lin Manxue tonight.

"Don't come here, or I will die with Lin Manxue!"

Xueer is really flustered. How did Wei Wenjie's special forces get on the lonely cliff and chase the wooden building? When did they touch it? Why didn't they get any information.

Xueer tightens the pistol in her hand and pushes Lin Manxue in front of her. This is the only thing she can rely on. As long as Lin Manxue is controlled in her hand, Wei Wenjie doesn't dare to do anything to her.

Lin Manxue lost too much blood, or was frightened by this terrible atmosphere. She didn't fall to the ground only by Xueer's support.

Wei Wenjie said coldly: "Xueer, I count three, only count three. If you don't let people go after three, I'll shoot you in the head. I forgot to tell you that Laozi's gun bore is not an ordinary bullet. It's the latest technology product. It's not hard to break your robot's head. "

Wei Wenjie takes the gun to aim, and then shouts a "one". Wei Wenjie's voice sounds like a bell. The sound is in the ears, and Xueer's heart trembles with every sound.

The sound of "one" makes Xueer sweat on her forehead. She is not an ordinary person. He is Wei Wenjie, a well-known figure in the legend.

Xueer's heart began to shake and relax. Her hands with the gun were shaking.

"Two."

Wei Wenjie's second voice is louder than the first one. It makes Xueer's ears ache. She suddenly collapses in her heart. She pushes Lin Manxue to Wei Wenjie, then breaks the window and jumps down the second floor.

Wei Wenjie rushes up to hold man Xue. There is a lot of blood on her face. The blood has dyed man Xue red. Lin Man Xue is lying in a pool of blood.

"Snow, snow." Wei Wenjie almost cried hoarse, half scared, half distressed, the whole person almost fell into a state of madness.

Wei Wenjie had a physical examination of Lin Manxue for the first time. Except for the scar on her face, other places didn't matter much, but she was too scared and fainted.

Tibetan mastiff and Phoenix are going to chase Xueer. Wei Wenjie immediately stops them and scolds, "what are you chasing? Save people quickly! Alcohol, gauze, bandages and drugs. Hurry up. "

Fenghuang opens his backpack and takes out the urgently needed supplies. Wei Wenjie uses gauze and alcohol to wipe the blood around the wound.

The blood from the wound turned dark red, a sign of poisoning.

Phoenix anxiously called: "Captain, Miss Lin is poisoned."

Wei Wenjie twisted his brow. He could see it for a long time, but they are not doctors. They can't do anything except bandaging wounds. They can't detoxify without antidotes.

Alcohol invasion of the wound is very painful. Lin Manxue woke up in a moment and found himself lying in a man's arms. The man's chest is very strong and his head is very comfortable.

"Man Xue, are you awake?"

"Who are you?" In a daze, Lin Manxue didn't recognize Wei Wenjie for the first time.

"I'm Wenjie."

"Wei Wenjie?"

"Yes. it's me. Snow

Lin Manxue can't help but hiss and wants to touch the wound on her face, because the pain comes from her face. Wei wengera holds Lin Manxue's little hand and doesn't let Lin Manxue touch the wound, which will infect her.

If poisoning and wound infection, man Xue's life is really dangerous.

Lin Manxue murmured: "Wei Wenjie, why are you here? What's the matter with me? "

Wei Wenjie said: "I come here to perform official duties, you have nothing to do, man Xue, you are weak, don't talk, just sleep for a while, sleep, leave the rest to me, OK?"

"What happened to my face? It hurts. "

Man Xue touched her face and blood while Wei Wenjie was talking. She was shocked. It was not a dream just now. Her face was really hurt.Xueer cut her face, her face will rot a little bit in the future, this is true, she became an ugly woman, the ugliest woman in the world, fell from heaven to hell, how do you ask Lin Manxue to accept this fact.

Lin Manxue can't face the reality. She shakes her head and shakes her body to prevent Wei Wenjie from stopping her bleeding.

"Man Xue, don't move. Your wound is still bleeding. If you go on like this, you will die."

Wei Wenjie is deeply distressed. If Xueer dares to hurt man Xue, he will not let her go. One day, he will tear Xueer into a pile of scrap metal and sell it to the scrap shop.

"You let me go! I don't want you! My face's gone, my face's gone, woo woo Lin Manxue has a mental breakdown. When she knows that she has been disfigured, she can't stand the blow any more. She is crying.

"Snow, it doesn't matter, only a little wound, healing will be OK, won't leave scar."

"You lied to me! Such a long cut is more terrifying than a centipede, and it will rot into a pile of mashed meat in the future. What's the point of my life? I don't want to be an ugly woman. "

"Man Xue, be obedient. I promise you that I will never leave any scar on your face, or let the situation you said appear. Even if there is, I can cure you. We can go for plastic surgery. It must be OK."

"Plastic surgery?" Lin Xue's face is more demoralized than her natural appearance.

What's more, no matter how skillful the plastic surgery technology is, can we make a pile of mud as it is?

"What if it doesn't work?"

"No way. You have to believe in the current plastic surgery technology, such a wound is a small operation, absolutely no problem

Wei Wenjie winked at the Phoenix. It's easier for women to communicate with each other. He's a big man, but he hasn't adjusted his face. How can he understand this? If we go on, we'll have to help.