Dear Mr. Shi

The old man was bloodthirsty and sneered. He clenched the crutches in his hand and did not deviate for a moment. He looked at Shi Yu Leng Leng and smiled: "I really can't see it. You are still an infatuated kind, and you want to be a hostage for her, right?... …Well, Shi Yuhan, you come here to change Song Qinghuan, but I also have a premise, you have to hurt yourself first, just break one arm, I believe that if you break your arm, even if you have good skills, you can still be one. Obedient hostage!"

"Okay!!" Shi Yuhan blurted out the word without even thinking about it.

When he was speaking out, he always looked at Song Qinghuan. If this woman he loved so much could not protect her in the end, what face would he have to live in this world while Yuhan.

It's better to die, it's better to die! !

"brother!"

"Boss!"

Shi Annuo, Xia Yang and the others, all yelled Shi Yuhan in horror, hoping to stop him.

But he has taken out a dagger, he has made up his mind, that is impossible for anyone to change.

"No!! No, Shi Yuhan, no!" Song Qinghuan's voice was already hoarse.

Looking at her beloved man like this, how could she not be crazy and not collapse if she had to break an arm for herself.

How could it be possible, still standing still waiting for things to happen.

She hadn't dared to move before, because she was afraid that it would be bad for her to resist, but now, what could be worse than now?

"No, Shi Yuhan!!" Seeing Shi Yuhan really wanted to cut, Song Qinghuan yelled anxiously, and suddenly pushed the old man sideways hard.

The old man was pushed around, the sharp blade in his hand whistling in the air.

He was taken aback and was about to stand firm. When he was going to stab Song Qinghuan with the sharp blade in his hand, Si Jianan, who was next to him, suddenly rushed over and grabbed the old man's wrist with a reversal.

"Grandpa, stop! You stop, Shi Yuhan promised me that he won't kill you!" Si Jianan took pains.

But he was deemed betrayal by the old man, his face changed drastically, "You actually conspired with them to harm me!!"

He broke free strongly, and the sharp blade brushed Si Jianan's arm, and a large patch of scarlet blood was suddenly fainted by the snow-white shirt.

But Si Jianan just didn't let go.

Just in this chaos, there was a burst of **** dust in the abandoned building, and the people on both sides started a life-and-death struggle.

In the end, the people of Shi Yuhan completely suppressed the man of the old man.

Xia Yang shot the old man in the leg, and the old man collapsed to the ground and lost his combat effectiveness.

During this period, Shi Yuhan finally hugged Song Qinghuan and held it tightly in his arms.

It was he who ordered Xia Yang not to kill the old man. This was the condition he negotiated with Si Jianan.

Song Qinghuan smiled on the corners of his lips when he was thrown into the warmth of the cold. It felt good to be hugged by him. Is it over? Finally everything is over?

At this moment, Song Qinghuan saw the old man on the side, and when everyone was not paying attention to him, he took out a gun from his arms and aimed it at the time to keep out the cold.

Song Qinghuan's heart suddenly became a point, "No!!!"

When she yelled, she hugged Shi Yuhan and turned half a circle.

"Bang!" The sound of the gun was very ear-sounding, after which the world suddenly became quiet.

Song Qinghuan opened his eyes feebly. Although he saw nothing and was white everywhere, he heard many people calling her name: Song Qinghuan, Qinghuan, madam...

There is also that sound that will only sound when it is lingering: Huan'er! !

Rip the lungs...