Domineering president, seducing his wife and kidnapping children

Chapter 38 Yan Wenye's Revenge
Kuleda rescued Xia Yumo desperately, and died tragically because of it. Yan Wenye felt a little guilty for him at first, and wanted to forgive Gina for his misdeeds this time, but she didn't expect Gina to be serious , to attack Xia Yumo cruelly.

She can touch anyone, but to touch Xia Yumo is a heinous crime. If Yan Wenye has touched the limit, don't blame him for being merciless.

"You are dead!"

Yan Wenye was not accusing or threatening, but was stating the facts.

When Gina made the first stab at Xia Yumo, she was already a dead person in Yan Wenye's heart.

"You think I'm still afraid of death? Haha...haha...that's so funny...my brother is dead, I can still live alone? But...before I die, at least I have to hold my back!"

Gina turned her head angrily, aimed a knife at Yan Wenye's abdomen, then pulled out the blood-stained knife and pointed the spearhead at Xia Yumo in turn, pulling her arm, the artery at the base of the wrist Chu slashed fiercely, and blood gushed out like a flood.

Xia Yumo didn't have any strength at all, and she couldn't feel any pain. Her arms were hanging on the ground, and a large pool of blood was shocking. She couldn't tell what it felt like, as if something was slowly passing away in her body.

Yan Wenye covered his abdomen with his hand, ignoring the pain, he barely raised his other hand to cover Xia Yumo's wrist, and tried his best to tighten the blood vessels, but the blood still flowed unscrupulously, along his slender and rigid fingers It flowed all over the floor.

He stared at Gina, with a bloodthirsty anger in his eyes, like a terrifying demon, with a destructive hatred, ready to tear Gina to pieces at any time.

Yan Wenye's mind was now full of Xia Yumo's miserable and blurred image lying in a pool of blood, he forced himself to raise a hand, and pinched the bleeding wound on his abdomen with all his strength.

Taking a deep breath, Yan Wenye was in so much pain that it was hard to add, beads of sweat rolled on his forehead, he became conscious because of the huge pain stimulation, and the state of weakness in his limbs also slightly eased.

Taking advantage of the little strength recovered, Yan Wenye supported the ground with one hand, and using his body as a support, he turned 180 degrees on the ground, raised his slender legs, and kicked the knife in Gina's hand to the ground.

The part of Gina's wrist that was kicked was bruised and purple, and the veins in her hand seemed to be broken. The whole arm was so painful that she lost consciousness. Yan Wenye kicked her back a few steps and fell to the ground.

Uncle Na Min carefully walked towards Xia Yumo's camp with the freshly prepared concoction. While walking, he was still worried about the sleeping herbs mixed in the concoction, and whether he should knock Miss Xia into a coma behind his back.According to Yan Wenye's instructions, a certain dose of sleeping herbal medicine was added to the medicine that was just prepared, saying that Xia Yumo was emotionally unstable, so add some sleeping medicine to her medicine, and you can take her away directly. Stabilize her emotions and let her accept reality.

As soon as he walked not far outside the camp, Uncle Na Min heard Gina's arrogant and extreme anger inside, and sneaked closer to listen for a while before he found out what was going on in the tent. Both Yan Wenye and Xia Yumo He fell to the ground, bloody and dangerous.

Na Min didn't dare to delay for half a minute, she ran to find someone as fast as flying.

Wu Jiang made a good itinerary to go back, and was about to report to Yan Wenye, when his subordinates told him that Young Master Yan was in Miss Xia's tent at the moment, so he turned around and went to Xia Yumo's tent, and was met by him after walking not far Uncle Na Min blocked the way, pulled his arm and ran towards Xia Yumo's tent, describing the current dangerous situation out of breath.

Hearing that the boss was in danger and his life was threatened, Wu Jiang was shocked. He hurriedly summoned a few men on duty not far away, and rushed towards the largest and most luxurious tent in the camp.

When a few people rushed to the tent, Gina was lying on the ground clutching her right wrist, groaning in unbearable pain, while their boss was sitting on the ground, hugging Miss Xia's body, with messy hair on her forehead, with an expression of In a panic, he called Xia Yumo's name while stopping the bleeding for her.

"Boss... sorry, we are late!"

Wu Jiang rushed in and hurried over to help Yan Wenye who was sitting on the ground. Na Min had practiced medicine for many years and was well-informed. Falling on the ground, he was poisoned by the heartbroken grass, and in a short time he took his medical treasure chest, took out the ready-made detoxification incense, and put it in the nostrils of Yan Wenye and Xia Yumo to detoxify them.

"Na Min, I'm relieved to have you here, she's handed over to you, make sure she's safe and sound!"

Uncle Na Min's antidote was indeed effective. In a short while, Yan Wenye lost the dizziness that he had just been surrounded by clouds and mist, and instantly felt refreshed, and his physical strength recovered a lot.

Regardless of the bleeding wound on his waist, Yan Wenye picked up Xia Yumo and put her on the bed, and ordered Uncle Na Min to treat her quickly.

"You don't need to say that I will heal well, but you, the knife in the waist is really not shallow, it will be impossible if you don't deal with it in time!"

Although the knife didn't hit the vitals, it did have a wound seven or eight centimeters deep. If it wasn't treated in time, it would either cause excessive blood loss, or the wound would be infected and difficult to heal.

Na Min rummaged through the medical consultation box, found a few hemostatic medicines, gauze and bandages for hemostasis that he had prepared before, stuffed them into Wu Jiang's arms, and asked Wu Jiang to bandage and treat the wound for him, and then Reassuringly began to heal Xia Yumo who was lying on the bed and was extremely weak.

Yan Wenye refused to let Wu Jiang bandage the wound for him, but took the gauze and bandage, and treated the wound simply by himself, then wrapped it layer by layer and strangled it twice.

He often hangs out on the road, bumps and bumps in the wind and rain, and has been stabbed or gunshot several times. He has always dealt with it by himself, and generally does not need much treatment, and this time is no exception. Before the matter was resolved, Xia Yumo was on the verge of life and death again, how could he rest assured!

The men who ran in following Wu Jiang subdued the struggling Gina and waited for Yan Wenye to deal with her.

"Take this woman out for me!"

Yan Wenye wrapped the remaining piece of gauze around the back of his hand, covered his abdomen with a tight layer of bandages, and walked outside first, and the two people behind him carried Gina and followed closely behind him.

Yan Wenye was really angry. He walked to an open field outside the station, and he couldn't wait for Gina to be dragged out. He had already returned quickly, dragged Gina's clothes, and dragged her quickly. Go forward.

Gina didn't have time to struggle and resist, and was pulled by Yan Wenye forcefully, holding a wounded chick.

Yan Wenye stopped, threw Gina far away with all her strength, and then stepped forward to kick Gina fiercely, then lifted her up again in pain, punching her like a storm Hit her.

"How are you, are you comfortable?"

Yan Wenye's every punch was full of strength, hitting the vital points. Even though Gina had trained a tough body on the grassland, she couldn't resist the dense punches and kicks. At this time, she was already vomiting blood and curled up on the ground. .

Vented for a full 10 minutes.

After Yan Wenye tortured Gina crazily, seeing her moaning in pain, he stood up with some satisfaction, took off the blood-stained gauze wrapped around his hands, and twisted it into a playful ball, like throwing garbage Just throw it aside.

"Bring a knife!"

Yan Wenye ordered in a gentle and soft voice, after a while, an American machete was handed in front of him, Yan Wenye gracefully stretched out, took the knife, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, showing a mocking smile, In the cruel eyes, like a demon coming out of hell, the smell of terror and death lingers around.

(End of this chapter)