Ye Jiaqi's hands and feet were shaking. She closed her eyes and was waiting for a bullet.

Five gunshots were fired, and Ye Jiaqi counted them clearly.

Just when she was waiting for her heart to be penetrated, the gunfire stopped.

None of the men seemed to have escaped, and no footsteps could be heard at all.

Can't you even hear breathing?

All dead?

Ye Jiaqi was frightened and a little confused.

In the past few months, she has made many trips to Guimenguan.

She was no stranger to the sound of gunshots.

Ye Jiaqi put his hands on the ground, his body felt weak and he couldn't stand up.

I had no strength at all, even my breathing seemed to have stopped, and there was only endless fear in my heart.

The smell of blood is everywhere in the air, very strong.

When the wind blows, they scatter in all directions.

The bullet she was waiting for never went off.

So, she can't die, right?

Ye Jiaqi leaned against the tree trunk and closed his eyes weakly, his palms limp.

Tired, really tired.

On the empty road, the wind blew from the north gate, blowing her hair and dried tears.

Her face and lips were as pale as paper.

Ye Jiaqi sniffed his nose and wanted to cry, but couldn't.

There was a shooting in the downtown area. She will have to go to the police station tomorrow to cooperate with the investigation.

Seeing that the Chinese New Year is about to come, and something like this happens, it is really an eventful year.

Ye Jiaqi choked twice in distress, feeling so uncomfortable that he wanted to die.

It was as if there was a huge boulder blocking her heart, forcing her into a corner, and every cell in her body was struggling to move around.

There was powerless pain all over his limbs.

She couldn't raise her hands, or even open her eyes.

For a long time, there was only the sound of wind in my ears.

Ye Jiaqi covered his heart and still had no strength to stand up.

In the darkness, she suddenly heard the steady sound of leather shoes.

One step, one step.

Getting closer to her.

Ye Jiaqi opened his eyes hard, but he couldn't see anything in this place where he couldn't even see his fingers.

Ten seconds later, the footsteps stopped suddenly beside her.

A pair of generous, strong hands picked her up from the ground.

Ye Jiaqi's waist tightened, and she opened her eyes wide in the darkness.

"Who are you?"

The person who came didn't say anything, just carried her out of this bloody place.

A gust of wind blew on Ye Jiaqi's face. She sniffed her nose. In addition to smelling the smell of blood in the air, she also smelled the pleasant agarwood incense on this person.

Ye Jiaqi's heart suddenly tightened.

My heart felt like it was being strangled by a hand.

"Josnian? Are you Josnian?" she shouted nervously.

The little hands came out of his arms and touched randomly.

The man frowned and avoided her hand.

Ye Jiaqi jumped in the air and, unwilling to give up, pinched his arm.

"Josnian, you're not dead, are you? Josnian, speak!" she asked him over and over again.

There was an inexplicable choking and intensity in his voice.

Is it, is it...

But the man didn't say a word.

Before she had walked too far, the man loosened his grip and put her down from his arms.

As soon as her feet touched the ground, the man left.

He was still out of sight, and Ye Jiaqi couldn't follow his figure or footsteps.

She had no choice but to shout in the darkness: "Josnian, is it you? Why don't you reply to me? If you're not dead, why don't you come back? You can hate me, but you can't let go of Xiaofanfan..."

In the darkness, the man's figure seemed to pause for a moment.

Ye Jiaqi couldn't see anything.
Chapter completed!