Hua Ting clearly felt that the surroundings were very noisy, but the sound of her shirt being torn apart was as loud as thunder, drilling into her ears and tugging at her heart.
This normally smiling face had no expression at all at the moment.
Her eyes were empty, with not a single tear in the corners of her dull eyes.
Fujita Shoji's ferocious face magnified infinitely in front of Hua Ting's eyes.
She tightly grasped the mattress under her body with both hands.
Her joints turned white, her face was bloodless, and the veins on her forehead were bulging.
She clenched her teeth hard.
Her whole body felt like a cellar of ice, as if a huge hand was ruthlessly tearing away from her internal organs.
Seeing Fujita Shoji's dark purple lips quickly move closer to her face, Hua Ting suppressed the nausea in her throat and stared at him with her eyes.
In the haze, it seemed as if the surroundings suddenly became silent, leaving only a pair of leather shoes messily and hastily stepping on the marble floor outside the door, sounding like a bell of hope striking hard on her heart.
This voice soon appeared in front of her eyes, and along with the sound of a gunshot, the ferocious face in front of her suddenly bloomed with a bouquet of delicate and dazzling blood-colored flowers.
Chen Shu took off his coat and wrapped it tightly around her violently shaking body.
He originally thought that the girl in his arms would hold him tightly and cry bitterly, but it only took her two seconds to calm down her emotions.
"Walk" Stepping over Fujita Shoji's body on one side of the bed, Hanata quickly opened the cabinet door and drawer and stuffed all the syringes into a wooden box the size of a palm inside the drawer.
"Chen Shu, let's go quickly."
She was so calm that she grabbed the wooden box and rushed out of the room.
But Chen Shu grabbed one of her arms tightly and forced her to the window, "Jump down from here, my people will help you below."
Fortunately, Fujita Shoji's room was on the second floor of this Western-style villa, and it was not too high from the lawn on the first floor.
Even if no one came to respond, he wouldn't be able to sustain much damage.
There was a burst of noisy footsteps outside the door.
As soon as Hua Ting stepped on the door frame with one foot, Chen Shu dragged her up and "grasped the box in his hand."
Before she could sit firmly, he pushed her down with one hand.
The second before she became weightless, there was a burst of footsteps breaking through the door, followed by two fierce gunshots, and a drop of warm, viscous fresh blood fell steadily on the tip of her nose.
Someone caught her and took her to a dark blue soft-top convertible outside the villa gate.
"Miss Bai, you go back first, let's rush back to rescue Gang Leader Chen."
After one of the Dragon Gang men who responded to her said this, he slammed the back seat door hard, turned around and rushed towards the bloody villa in front of him. .
The car bumped along the dark road in the middle of the night, and the whole of Shanghai was still immersed in a gorgeous sleep.
Hua Ting opened her eyes and looked at the shadows of the houses and trees that were retreating, and she leaned weakly on the corner of the car.
She subconsciously wrapped Chen Shu's coat tightly around her body, and her emotions were once again on the verge of collapse.
Everyone suffers from her overconfidence and reckless style.
It is obviously a hot summer day, but the weather in Shanghai is getting colder than usual.
The teenage newsboys on the street were hawking at the top of their lungs.
The newspaper that originally printed about Bai Qihong's business boundaries was changed to the news that Chen Shu was imprisoned for assassinating the leader of Japan's Super High School Fujita Shoji.
Chen Shu, the leader of the Dragon Gang who once had a great deal of trouble, was completely defeated in an instant.
In his spare time, there were always some trivial topics to talk about in the teahouse.
Some people hesitated to speak inexplicably, as if they knew some secret inside story.
The black characters on the white background are clear, and both the person and the stolen goods are captured.
Unless he has wings, he will remain in prison waiting for execution.
Hua Ting folded the newspaper hard and stuffed it into the leather bag on her waist.
After a lot of trouble, Jian Yi finally quit drugs.
Although he was still very weak, his spirit was much better.
The weather was fine that day, so Hua Ting used a wheelchair to push him to the courtyard to bask in the sun.
"Sister Hua, I knew I would definitely not die."
Whenever he regained his energy, he never forgot to put on his usual playful smile.
Hua Ting wanted to say something, but she just curled her lips stiffly.
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She seemed to have become much quieter, as if she had lost a lot of her edge overnight since that day.
Although her face was still beautiful and attractive, it was less domineering and perverse.
"What's wrong, Sister Hua?"
Hua Ting pushed him to sit down at the small milky-white round table in the shade of the tree, put up a wool felt for him, handed him a glass of hot milk to warm his hands, then turned around and sat on another stool, holding the silver spoon and slowly Stirring the inky silk-like coffee on the ground.
Jian Yi took a sip of the hot milk in the cup, pursed her lips and asked her, "Is Sister Hua worried about something?"
Hua Ting stopped stirring the coffee, put the silver spoon on the edge of the cup, leaned back on the chair, rubbed her neck with her backhand, and shook her head.
Jian Yi opened her peach blossom eyes slightly and looked at her inexplicably, "It couldn't be that damn Shoji Fujita who did something to you, right?"
Hua Ting pursed her lips and let out an indifferent chuckle for a while.
Her tone sounded relaxed and cheerful, "Do you think it's possible?"
"What is that?"
A pair of eyes stared at her keenly.
Recently, she seems to rarely express her inner wishes with the simplest likes and dislikes.
Hua Ting crossed her hands and placed them on the table, but her eyes were focused on the coffee cup in front of her.
"Sister Hua, seeing you like this, I might as well die."
Jian Yi put the hot milk back on the small round table, "You worked so hard to save me just to show me how dead you are.
"He tried to lighten the mood.
"Chen Shu" she finally spoke, but when she said these two words, her words paused slightly, "I have to save Chen Shu."
"What's wrong with him" Hua Ting exhaled and leaned back on the dry rattan chair.
She thought that in the years since she came to Shanghai, the things she had done and the words she had said were not much more noble than Chen Shu.
In her heart, However, he always used the banner of "hot-blooded patriotism" and confidently judged Chen Shu as a despicable villain who "will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals."
How ridiculous.
Hua Ting lowered her eyelids and moved her gaze to Jian Yi's legs hidden under the wool felt.
"I originally wanted to wait until you feel better, but I really don't have time now."
"Sister Hua, tell me."
Hua Ting frowned, Fujita Shoji's embarrassment of death, and the disgusting smell of blood always entered her brain unexpectedly, making her feel violently nauseated again.
"Sister Hua, what happened that day?"
Jian Yi held her hands tightly, which were as cold as frost.
"That day, Chen Shu was captured by Fujita Shoji's people in order to save me."
"Where is he now?"
Jian Yi reacted keenly, "He is being held in the West City Prison."
"Yes."
Hua Ting took out a copy of today's morning newspaper from her purse and handed it to him, "You can take a look."
It only took Jian Yi two minutes to read the contents of the newspaper thoroughly.
"It's another person who got the stolen goods."
Jian Yi smiled bitterly, but said to her soothingly, "Does Sister Hua want to save him?"
"Must be saved."
"Okay."
Jian Yi patted the back of her hand, his eyes reassuring her as always, "Don't worry, Sister Hua said to save her, she must be saved."
"But I'm afraid it's not convenient for you to walk with your current condition."
Thinking of Jian Yi's crazy appearance while being tied to the wooden chair that day, Hua Ting's heart ached as if something was twisting her head.
"The results of the trial are coming very quickly.
Chen Shu will be taken to the execution ground next weekend and executed."
At this point, Hua Ting shook her head and smiled bitterly, "The government of this era can only act so quickly at this time."
"Sister Hua, although the chance of winning is not very high in a case where a person and a person have stolen stolen property," Jian Yi frowned, but her tone did not allow her to worry, "I will find a way to save him."
The hands holding her tightened subconsciously.
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Looking at the dazed face in front of me, with her cheeks that have become much thinner, and the deep dark circles under her eyes, and thinking about how she used to be well-dressed and well-fed, and her bohemian and free-spirited character, I can't help but feel a little sad.
Jian Yi smiled and sniffed, "Don't worry, sister Hua, whatever I say will be done."
Everyone was affected by her overconfidence and reckless acting style, including Jian and Chen Shu.
"Before the execution, can you let me go to the prison to see him?"
"It's not a big deal," he said with an airy smile, "otherwise you would think that I have been in the new government all these years in vain.
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