Chapter 349 Don't Come Over [Second Update]

An Zhi subconsciously reached out to block it.

'boom'

A bang! ! !
A figure was like black lightning, fierce and ferocious, kicked Boss Hei's chest fiercely, and he flew out.

The body hit the hard wall, and slowly slid down, with the head drooping, looking as if he was dead.

Gong Zhan's tall and straight figure stood not far from Anzhi.

The boy's face was covered with a layer of ice, his whole body was filled with a terrifying aura, his long and narrow black eyes were dyed red, revealing a cold killing intent.

It's like a demon coming out of hell! ! !
Even though it was still summer, they felt the cold of winter.

Like a flock of sheep without a leader, a group of gangsters were subdued by the bodyguards brought by Gong Zhan in an instant, and their hands were clamped one by one.

Press against the wall.

Gong Zhan looked around for a week, stepped forward with his long legs, and walked towards the lifeless boss Hei with his hands down step by step.

At this moment, Boss Hei seemed to have sensed danger, so he came to his senses and raised his head.

There was a trace of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, he looked at the demon walking towards him in horror, shook his head desperately, and shrank back, "No, don't come here, don't come here."

"Little brother." At the critical moment, An Zhi suddenly grabbed his arm from behind, pitifully, and said in a crying voice, "My back hurts."

Gong Zhan turned his head and met An Zhi's watery eyes, the color in his eyes gradually faded away, but his chest was still heaving violently.

It can be seen how angry he is now.

But facing his little guy, he suppressed his anger and said in a low voice, "Carry it on your back, let me see."

"Yeah." An Zhi nodded obediently.

Turn your back.

When the bloody back came into view, the anger that Gong Zhan had suppressed with great difficulty boiled up again.

He clenched his fists tightly, "Zhao Liang, take them away, and let someone prepare the car."

"Yes."

Zhao Liang has followed him for so many years, and he already understood the meaning of his words.

He glanced at the little bastard who was pressed against the wall.

He smiled coldly and looked up.

——This is probably the last time these people saw the sun.

*
In the car.

Gong Zhan asked An Zhi to lie in his arms, and gently cut off the clothes stuck to the wound with scissors, which was different from the demon-possessed appearance just now.

The pain in his eyes was about to turn into reality.

"Does it hurt?"

He blew on her wound, and his mentality was about to collapse.

How long will it take for such a serious injury to grow back.

An Zhi raised his pale face, sniffled his nose, and burst into tears, "It hurts, little brother, I'm dying of pain."

She was trying her best just now to take Fang Jing out so that she would not feel pain.

Now being hugged by Gong Zhan, I feel like I'm going to die of pain.

"It's okay, it's okay, An Zhi is good." Gong Zhan coaxed her, helped her straighten her clothes, and his eyes were so gentle that he could pinch water.

"Well, by the way, how about quiet?"

She suddenly remembered that there seemed to be one person missing in the car.

"I sent someone to send her back. Well, you're sleepy. Sleep for a while. I'll watch over you here."

He doesn't want to mention others now, especially Fang Jing.

He knew that Fang Jing could not be blamed for this matter, it was probably An Zhi's intention to run out.

However, he understood better that if Fang Jing hadn't been here today, his little one wouldn't have suffered such a serious injury.

The clothes on his back were all stained red with blood.

You can see how much blood has been shed.

The little guy is most afraid of pain, the little girl who will cry when she scratches her skin.

It was cut like this with a knife.

(End of this chapter)

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