One or two branches of plum outside the bamboo

Chapter 523 Wake Up
Seeing that Yan Qingzhi was already angry, the people in the middle hall with other thoughts also calmed down.

They knew their own skills. They looked at each other and held it down for a while. Yan Qingzhi frowned and looked very impatient, but this is the matter of Tianjing Division, and the other party did not do too much. It's not good for her to kill her directly.

But he still stood firmly on the back of the small couch, took out a handful of copper coins, and threw them on the fallen corpse to play.

This kind of indifference to destroying the body after the murder caused a strong psychological shock to several people in the central hall. Thinking about the little money I received, I regret it now.

Yan Qingzhi didn't care what they were thinking. Although she seemed to be at ease, she was actually very nervous.

As time went on, a huge pressure swept her, she knew that Mei Heng was going to die tonight, and that someone else would come.

But when, where, how many people came... She had no idea.

The long wait was so unbearable, and the rain stopped outside, and the sound of the rain ended. Except for the rhythmic dripping sound of the quaint eaves, the surroundings were actually quiet.

It was clear that the rain had stopped, but for some reason, Yan Qingzhi suddenly remembered a poem.

Wanmu waits silently for the rain

The strong pressure of her gasping voice weakened.

In such an atmosphere, Mei Heng, who was lying on the couch, suddenly groaned.

At the same time, an undisguised sadness suddenly flooded into Yan Qingzhi's heart. This emotion was unreasonable and inexplicable.

Yan Qingzhi subconsciously wanted to trace the source, but Mei Heng, who was in a stable condition just now, suddenly became disordered, and her pale face seemed to have been injected with blood, but the blood turned purple in the blink of an eye. , Mei Heng's turbulent breathing also stopped at this moment.

The sudden change made Yan Qingzhi only have time to wipe the tears that suddenly fell on her face.

She landed beside Mei Heng, her slightly trembling fingers landed on Mei Heng's neck, the weak and short heartbeat rhythm gave Yan Qingzhi some comfort.

She hurriedly poured out the pill, squeezed Mei Heng's mouth and stuffed it in. Her fingers were pale and cold, and the trembling seemed to be contagious, spreading from the end of her fingers to her entire body.

Feeling the breath behind her, Yan Qingzhi quickly turned her head and stared at her red eyes as if they were about to eat people. She roared at the approaching people.

"Get out! Get out of here for me!"

She has no intention to think about anything else. If it is the same as before, even if there are endless people who assassinate Mei Heng, she may not have such a panic.

Yan Qingzhi can do her best to protect Mei Heng, no matter who comes, she has the confidence to fight against it.

It's just that the idea that she avoided in her heart is finally going to become a reality.

If Mei Heng's fragile body could not survive the backlash after burning blood...

So what can she do?
Yan Qingzhi's madness was so frightening that the people behind him couldn't help but back away. Those who had previously harbored ghosts only expressed their opinions just now.

"Let's go now! Let's go now..."

They are not fools. At first glance, Mei Heng's serious injuries have deteriorated, and the possibility of surviving is not high. When the Zuo Si Shi of Tianjing Division died like this, those of them who stood here at the last minute must do everything possible. way to clear the relationship.

Anyway, the person who promised them didn't say how to kill Mei Heng. If they could get the money without violating their conscience and keep the job, it would be killing three birds with one stone. What would they not want!
Except for the two people who really wanted to protect Mei Heng who glared angrily at their colleagues and the crazy Yan Qingzhi, the rest of them rushed out of the room with a few strides.

"Miss Yan, we..."

The man wanted to say something, but Yan Qingzhi suddenly looked in his direction.

"Go away! Don't make me say it a third time!"

The moment he looked at her, the man couldn't help shivering, his face turned pale instantly, just looking at Mei Heng who was lying there stiffly, he silently retreated to the side, did not go out, and did not come forward.

Reason told him that since Yan Qingzhi brought Mei Heng out, he definitely didn't want Mei Heng to die, but Xuanwei's sense of responsibility made him unable to let an irrational person stay with Mei Heng, the seriously wounded wounded.

He couldn't beat Yan Qingzhi, and this was not a good time to fight. He didn't want to go out, so he could only stay silent.

If the price was his life, he would do anything.

Seeing him like this, the other person also silently retreated to his side, and the two of them looked at Mei Heng from a distance.

Mei Heng's face became more and more ugly. It was purple-red just now, but now it has turned a little dark.

Yan Qingzhi always felt that Mei Heng was suffocating. She sat on the outside of the couch, lifted Mei Heng up, and touched Mei Heng's pulse with one hand.

I don't know what effect her act of helping people had, but Mei Heng's stiff body suddenly became conscious, he opened his eyes, there was a dazed mist in his eyes, and his pale fingers pressed against Yan Qingzhi's bent knees. above.

Yan Qingzhi stretched out his hand to support Mei Heng, who almost fell over because of his too hasty movements, and a large mouthful of black blood gushed out of Mei Heng's mouth.

Even the pill that Yan Qingzhi had just put into his mouth was vomited out, the smell of blood spread, Mei Heng, who vomited blood, was as soft as noodles, tilted his head, and slipped along Yan Qingzhi's arm. into her arms.

Yan Qingzhi wanted to ask him something, but Mei Heng had fallen asleep with black blood on his face, and his state seemed to stabilize again.

At this time, Yan Qingzhi also leaned against the armrest without any strength.

The sky gradually brightened, and when Yan Qingzhu, who was covered in blood, walked in with a happy face, the eyes of the two of Tian Jingsi were all red.

Yan Qingzhi looked at Yan Qingzhu who came back, the numbness and cracks on his face gradually turned into a soft and tired look.

"Sister, how is Mei Heng?"

When Yan Qingzhi heard this, she was suddenly terrified, and hurriedly reached out to probe Mei Heng's breath.

Seeing this, the joy on Yan Qingzhu's face dissipated a bit, and his resentment towards Mei Heng and the Mei family swelled to an unprecedented state.

The words Yan Qingzhi wrote on the paper were too euphemistic, and it was never more powerless than the predicament she faced directly.

Yan Qingzhu respects all decisions made by Yan Qingzhi, and hopes that she can do everything she wants to do within the allowable range.

Although there was an age difference between the two when they arrived in this world, in their hearts, they were only separated by more than an hour.

If his sister is put in the future, the troubles at this time are nothing but work pressure or emotional troubles, where will she experience these fears and powerlessness.

She is obviously such a heartless and innocent girl, but she has to be pulled into the game by these [-]-minded people.

Just when Yan Qingzhu was thinking about whether to take advantage of the situation and put Mrs. Mei in the nest, Yan Qingzhi's pale fingers were suddenly grabbed by another big hand.

Mei Heng's slender eyelashes moved and slowly opened his eyes.

(End of this chapter)