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The bald man shouted angrily from behind: "You bitch, why are you running?"

He just went to answer a phone call, but these idiots under him were able to let people run away. It seemed that he underestimated Jiang Zhao's ability.

Objects kept coming towards An Xi and Jiang Zhao, and they had to dodge to avoid being hit.

When he ran to the edge of the road, Bald Head and his men were already chasing after him.

The bald man swooped down and grabbed An Xi's ankles to pull her back, preventing the two of them from running any further.

Due to inertia, Jiang Zhao also fell to the ground.

The pain made her feel like her limbs were broken.

We're almost at the roadside now.

She couldn't fall down.

As long as he persisted for a few more steps, there would be pedestrians on the roadside, and he and An Xi would be able to survive.

The bald man raised the dagger, which looked even more desolate under the moonlight. Jiang Zhao swallowed subconsciously.

This man carries a dagger with him. Could it be that he wants to kill him?

It seems that he is really a ruthless character.

However, Jiang Zhao did not accept her fate. She felt that she still had a chance to compete with these people.

She would never let these people take her back again.

Although there was a huge difference in body shape between Bald Wu Da San Hou and Jiang Zhao, it did not mean that he was not afraid. Jiang Zhao kicked him fiercely in the crotch.

The bald man immediately covered his crotch and fell to the ground with an extremely ferocious expression.

Jiang Zhao thought that was the end of the matter. He wanted to stand up and pull An Xi to continue running, but he felt a pain.

The bald man who was lying on the ground was covering his crotch with one hand and holding her hair with the other hand.

"You bitch, how dare you run away? I don't see where you can go now. My boss is locked up in the detention center and cannot get out. He is tortured inside. How dare you run away? I see. You don’t want to live.”

The bald head ignored the pain in his body and turned over to sit on Jiang Zhao, squeezing her throat tightly.

"Since you dislike our boss so much, I will let you take the first step and see how you, a bitch, can still act like a monster."

Just when the bald head was about to pick up the dagger on the ground, a black shadow knocked the bald head away, and the hand holding Jiang Zhao's neck relaxed.

Jiang Zhao struggled to breathe fresh air and kept coughing.

If An Xi hadn't stood up suddenly and hit his bald head just now, then he would have been the one who died just now.

The sound of cars sounded from behind, it was the Lu family's motorcade.

Xiaoyou, who got off the car, hurriedly came over here.

Fortunately, Jiang Zhao did not have an accident.

The bald man and the other people saw someone coming and left in a hurry, hiding in the grass under the cover of darkness and disappearing without a trace.

Xiaoyou helped Jiang Zhao up and did not chase those people.

"Ms. Jiang, are you okay?"

Jiang Zhao covered his neck with both hands. Because he was choked tightly by the bald head just now, he didn't dare to speak now and could only keep shaking his head.

Xiao You saw the person lying on the ground. Under the moonlight, he could see a faint trace of blood on the dagger that glowed white: "Her back is bleeding."

"what?"

Jiang Zhao ignored the pain on his body and hurried up to check.

It turned out that the moment An Xi knocked the bald head away, the dagger in the bald head's hand was accidentally inserted behind An Xi's back. It was very close to the heart, and the entire dagger sank in. "An... An Xi, how are you?"

Jiang Zhao ignored the pain in his throat and ran over, crawling on the ground, hugging An Xi tightly.

"An Xi, please don't do anything wrong. Don't sleep. Wake up. Aren't we going to play games? You can talk now. Hurry up and talk to your sister."

No matter how long Jiang Zhao spoke, he got no response.

An Xi wanted to open her eyes, but her eyelids felt so heavy that she wanted to take a nap.

Jiang Zhao looked at his hands that were already stained with blood and exuding a sense of heat.

"Someone, take her to the hospital quickly."

A heartbreaking sound came in the night sky.

Xiaoyou has known Jiang Zhao for so long, and this is the first time he sees Jiang Zhao like this, and he is a little scared.

Not daring to delay any longer, he asked his men to drive quickly towards the Lu Group Private Hospital.

Because An Xi's injury was so serious, no one dared to move and could only move her over.

Jiang Zhao refused to leave even a step. He sat on the ground and kept calling her name and talking to her.

"An Xi, please don't fall asleep. My sister will take you to the hospital now. You will be fine soon."

"An Xi, didn't you say you want to be a bridesmaid for your sister? If you fall asleep now, how can you be a bridesmaid with your sister? Right? Our An Xi is a very well-behaved child. She will definitely do what she promised her. You can do it, right?"

"Then sister won't allow you to sleep now. Sister wants to chat with you. Did you hear that?"

Jiang Zhao went completely crazy, Xiaoyou sat nearby and saw this and came to this conclusion.

Now Jiang Zhao is not as gentle as before, but only crazy, making it difficult for people to get close to him.

She quietly observed from the side and made a phone call to contact the doctor.

The car rushed to Lujia Private Hospital as quickly as possible.

Wearing an oxygen mask, An Xi lay unconscious on the hospital bed and was pushed into the emergency room by the doctor.

The lights in the emergency room came on.

Jiang Zhao collapsed on the ground, her soul had been sucked out, like a puppet.

If something happens to An Xi, she doesn't know how to forgive herself.

If she hadn't been brought back from Jiang Shijie, An Xi might have been able to live a little longer. It was her fault that she was sorry.

Jiang Zhao, like everyone else outside the rescue room, kept praying that An Xi would be safe and sound.

An Xi is her only relative in this world.

If An Xi did not exist, then his revenge would be meaningless. He could go to hell with her to atone for his sins. After all, she should not be alive in the first place, and Zhao Jiaojiao should have died long ago.

An hour later, the lights in the emergency room went out.

An Xi was sent directly to the intensive care unit and no one could visit her.

Jiang Zhao looked at the person lying inside through the glass, lying on the hospital bed with his eyes closed, his body covered with tubes, and he was all alone.

An Xi was originally a little princess held in the palm of her family. She had her most beloved brother, but his brother died in the fire. She was rescued later but was poisoned by someone behind the scenes and became mentally insane. He was imprisoned in a mental hospital for a long time.

Jiang Zhao clasped his hands together and muttered.

She was very upset now and didn't know whether what she was doing was right or wrong.

Why should Jiang Shijie let An Xi go?
If she hadn't used some unscrupulous tactics, maybe An Xi would be fine.