I'll hold up my head.

Zhang Jingyu, regardless of the muzzle of a gun, rushes directly to the side of Gu Nianjia, "Jia Jia."

Those people didn't stop him either. He rushed to Gu Nianjia's side and knelt directly in front of her, because the height was just enough to hold her.

A man's arms are warm and familiar. It's hard to tell whether it's a dream or a reality.

She asked vaguely, "is your little uncle?"

At this time, it doesn't matter who he is anymore. Zhang Jingyu caresses his head painfully, "Jiajia."

Looking at the tears in her eyes, he wished he could kill all the people here.

"Dong"

Zhang Jingyu didn't pay attention. A man walked behind him with a steel pipe and hit him hard on the back. He groaned with pain, "er..."

Gu Nianjia obviously felt that the man had stumbled forward and heard the "Dong" sound. She knew that the man had been beaten.

And it's serious.

Worried, her potential burst out, raised her hands, touched the man's back, and cried nervously, "little uncle, little uncle."

"Jiajia."

Zhang Jingyu grins, smiles at the girl, touches the hand that cares for Jia's head, moves it to her forehead, and pushes her hair away.

Show her beautiful eyes.

The light that Gu Nianjia feels is stronger, but the line of sight is still blurry.

She cried to her uncle now, and the men didn't respond to her, which made her wonder if song Changlin was the one who came. "It must be you, it must be you. That beast only knows how to read, and can't shake his fist."

I don't know why I can think of Zhang Jingyu at this time.

That beast, how could he have come to save her.

I knew to bully her. The tickets for the concert might have been given to his old face.

Zhang Jingyu listens to Gu Nianjia's words, and the corners of his mouth turn up again, "yes."

He lowered his head and kissed the girl on the forehead.

A man came with a machete.

Zhang Jingyu detects, turns his head, stares at his eyes and forgets to respond.

"Bang!"

With a shot, the whole world fell into silence.

Gu Nianjia is so scared that he hugs her tightly. "How are you, little uncle?"

She moved her hands up tremblingly, and finally touched the man's face, and her voice trembled. "What's the matter with you, little uncle? Come back to me, will you? "

The man replied to her in a relaxed voice, "it's OK."

After that shot, many footsteps came from all directions.

It's powerful.

Power looked at the hundreds of people in black pouring in, stared at his friends and ordered, "let Mr. Pitt know."

"The signal is not on the face."

"Damn it!"

Holding the mortal heart, he made the worst plan. He raised his gun and aimed it at Zhang Jingyu. "Then kill these two people and bury them with us."

He put his hand on the gun wrench and was ready to press it.

At a critical moment.

All of a sudden, Gu Nianjia pours forward with all her strength. She pours the man holding her on to the ground. They fall on the ground together, and she presses on the man.

"Bang!"

There was a shot and a second of silence in my mind.

Gu Nianjia opens her eyes and stares nervously. "Little uncle?"

"It's OK, it's OK."

The man lies on the ground, endure the sharp pain behind, holding the girl's face in both hands, and gently pacify her, "baby, it's OK."