Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

Chapter 1128 I bet on my life

Huo Si's voice was very calm, with endless cruelty in it.

The car drove very fast, and the bullet hit the glass, making a ‘bang’.

Song Yaoya had to hold on to control the car that was not twisted and flew out.

She simply bent down, slid down from the seat, knelt down and touched under the seat, and quickly touched a box. She yanked the box out and opened it.

The black pistol exudes a metallic luster.

"Fuck—"

At this moment, Huo Si secretly cursed.

"Miss Song..."

Song Yao raised his eyes, and saw that the high beams in front of him were dazzling, shining the entire road like daylight.

Fringe back and forth.

The distance is getting closer.

Song Yaoyao looked sideways and suddenly smiled.

"Huo Si."

Huo Si's throat was dry and hoarse, he was not afraid of death, but he didn't want a good girl like Miss Song to die here.

Moreover, the husband’s life or death is uncertain, if Miss Song also...

He dare not think.

"You say."

"Trust my luck?"

Huo Si was stunned. He couldn't guess why Song Yaoya suddenly said this at this time. She just rolled down the car window quickly and looked closer and closer, and suddenly ordered Huo Si in a low voice, "Now, listen to me. , Turn around!"

"What—"

Huo Si didn't have time to think about it, at this moment he didn't know why he believed in Song Yaoya so much.

The girl's calm voice, in such a turbulent night, is like a wisp of breeze, slowly blowing into people's hearts.

Inexplicably, Huo Si also calmed down.

Slam the steering wheel and turn around.

The people chasing the car in front were stunned, thinking that they knew they had nowhere to go, so they just gave up on themselves?

Why turn around?

It was a vast sea, and the blue was vaguely seen under the strong light.

"Drive the car into the sea!"

"What—"

"open!"

Song Yaoyao's voice was cold and harsh, "Other than that, do we have choices?"

The car on the opposite side was obviously not here to support them.

Then there is only one possibility, to kill them.

Huo Si gritted his teeth and stepped on the accelerator.

"thump--"

A huge wave rises.

A second before entering the water, Song Yaoya held his breath.

Huo Si released the steering wheel and turned his head.

The car kept sinking.

Song Yaoya made a gesture at him, indicating that he was okay.

Huo Si relaxed.

Those people stood on the shore and kept shooting at the sea.

Some people even jumped directly into the sea, planning to find them.

Almost unable to open his eyes in the water, Song Yaoya leaned on the seat of the car, stuffed a dagger into Huo Si's hand, and pointed at the black figures at the same time.

Huo Si understood what Song Yaoya meant.

He glanced at Song Yaoyao. He couldn't see clearly through the sea. Vaguely, I felt Song Yaoyao smiling at him.

He was inexplicably relieved.

He got out of the car window and quickly greeted those people.

Song Yao's eyes were smiling.

Her body gradually loses strength, and the water is gradually squeezing her lungs, expelling the air from her body.

Huo Si didn't know, Song Yaoya couldn't swim at all...

In her previous life, she was a weak heart patient, even if she was willing, she was powerless.

Before losing consciousness, Song Yaoya climbed the window and climbed out.

She admitted that she was betting, but this bet was her life.

The blood dyed the sea red, and the foreign men in black on the shore laughed.

"They are dead!"

Someone said viciously.

Time passed by every minute and every second.

It was only a few minutes, but it seemed as long as a whole century had passed.

The men who smoked and squatted on the shore saw a corpse gradually floating on the surface of the sea, laughed, and ordered people to go down and fish.

When the face-down corpse turned around, everyone was silent under the shaking of the light.

The invisible depression spread in the air, and no one could laugh.

Just like that, corpses kept coming up.

And the person they wanted to find is gone--

-

This is a holy and tall church with flags waving in the wind and snow-white seagulls hovering on the sea.

There was a faint sound of hymn in my ear.

"Ahem, ahem..."

Song Yao woke up slowly, her throat hurt as if she had been slashed, and her eyes quickly filled with wetness.

This room is not big, and there are black and white nuns' clothes on the hangers. Dark red carpets and golden decorations, furniture is brown logs.

Is this the church?

She saw the picture of **** hanging in the room and the cross pattern carved on the table.

So, she won the bet--

Song Yaoyao coughed again and sat up on the bed.

Someone saved her? still is--

As soon as this thought came into being, the footsteps of leather shoes on the floor sounded outside the door.

"Click—"

The man in the priest's costume has a handsome face, pale skin exposed from the black clothes, blue pupils and **** lips, like a vampire in a book.

Four eyes face each other.

The priest laughed, gentle and mysterious, "Oh! My dear little angel, we meet again."

Song Yao coughed, she curled her eyes, "Father Nolan."

"It looks like you still remember me."

The young priest poured a glass of water for her, walked to Song Yaoyao and handed it to her, "It's just that you look bad, well, maybe you can tell me what happened."

The sweet water moisturized Song Yaoya's throat, and finally it didn't hurt so much. She let out a sigh of relief, watching Nolan silent.

Her pupils are very dark and bright, and when you look at people faintly, it always makes people feel soft.

Nolan is the same.

"Oh, okay, okay."

He spread his hands, "It's okay if you don't want to say, take a rest first."

"Is this a church?"

Nolan was taken aback when he heard the words, and after a moment, she smiled mysteriously, "It can also be regarded as my place, you can rest assured to heal your wounds."

"Thank you."

Song Yaoya knew that Nolan must not be easy.

In the few meetings, he was as calm as Huo Jiu, and he had a strong hostility and vigilance towards Nolan.

Although later, Huo Yunque did not stop her from meeting Nolan.

But so far, Song Yaoya still doesn't know whether Nolan is an enemy or a friend.

Where did he get Song Lanchuan's letter? His brother is clearly in another world.

Song Yaoya didn't know anything about this.

-

Nolan did what he said, Song Yaoya didn't say, he didn't ask.

Standing up and leaving quickly, Song Yaoyao could sort out the messy thoughts.

Who is the one who is chasing them?

Lankster?

She didn't know what kind of business Huo Yunque was doing and how powerful he was in country y.

However, standing in that position, there must be a lot of people who want Huo Yunque to die.

Obviously the body is still very tired, but Song Yaoyao can't sleep anymore.

The hymn from a distance was looming, but it couldn't calm Song Yaoyao's inner anxiety at all.

The clothes on her body have been changed, and Nolan even prepared a change of clothes for her intimately.

-

The church was empty, Song Yaoya raised his head, the huge cross and **** nailed on it hung high in the center.

(End of this chapter)