One thought in love

Chapter 636 The Disastrous Legacy of the Millennium 2
He tried his best to ignore the pain in his arm, and led Fang Jiaran quietly through the wheat field.

"Wait here, if anyone comes down, shoot! I'll go up and have a look!" After walking for a while, the man said, "You squat down and hide yourself."

"Wait!" Wenren walked forward without waiting for Fang Jiaran's answer, but Fang Jiaran grabbed his arm, "I'll go up with you! You are injured now!"

"You just need to protect yourself. I only injured my left arm, and nothing happened to my right hand. It would be troublesome to take you with me. What you have to do now is to protect yourself! My car is no longer usable, and the other party obviously knows me I have to get those two people's car!" Wenren said.

"Then you only have one arm left!" Fang Jiaran said with a frown.

"It's enough to deal with them!" Wenren said, looking up at the side of the road, "Don't bother me about this, we don't have time now! They have transferred someone over, and they will arrive soon, we can't afford to delay!"

"You just wait here, do you hear me!" Wenren said in a more serious tone.

"Got it." Fang Jiaran said gloomily.

Just as Wenren took a step, Fang Jiaran grabbed his arm again.

"Hiss..." This time, Fang Jiaran pulled his left hand.

Being pulled back by her, the wound was immediately involved, and the pain felt like pulling his left arm completely off.

Fang Jiaran let go of him immediately, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry..."

She looked at Wenren, and her eyelashes fluttered even more: "You...you must be careful! I still expect you to take me back!"

Wenren stared at her without blinking his eyes, Fang Jiaran was so watched that he forgot to breathe, and his face began to feel hot.

But he suddenly grinned, revealing a bright smile, which looked particularly dazzling under the sun.

Then, Wenren walked towards the side of the road without saying a word.

Fang Jiaran squatted down to hide, and suddenly two gunshots came from his ears.

The sudden gunshot made her tremble violently, and her unwell face instantly turned pale.

"Wenren..." She murmured softly, ignoring Wenren's previous orders, and rushed out without thinking.

She held a pistol in one hand, loaded the pistol, and was on guard carefully, then quickly crawled from the field to the road.

When she climbed halfway, she saw a picture that almost stopped her heartbeat.

A man was shot and fell to the ground. In his panic, Fang Jiaran didn't take a closer look at where he was injured.

Because Fang Jiaran's full attention is on the other person.

The man was aiming at Wenren with a gun, and Wenren was obviously slow because of the injury to his left arm, unable to avoid the enemy effectively.

Fang Jiaran raised his gun without thinking, and fired at the man who raised the gun.

The strong recoil made her wrists numb, and she almost fell back into the field.

She managed to stabilize her body, and found that the man had been hit by her in the leg and fell to his knees on the ground.

Fang Jiaran's face was pale. This was not the first time she shot, but it was the first time she wounded someone.

Her pupils shrank suddenly, her legs began to weaken, and she was trembling and about to be unable to stand.

"Go!" When Fang Jiaran was in a daze, Wenren grabbed her arm and threw her into the car.

Wenren also got into the car quickly, and drove away in the car of those two people.

"I... I didn't beat that man to death, did I..." Fang Jiaran asked tremblingly.

"No, at most it's lame." Wen Ren said, although the words were relaxed, they sounded extremely weak.

"Stop!" Fang Jiaran said suddenly.

"What did you say?" Wenren said displeasedly, "At this time, don't make trouble!"

"I'm not making trouble, stop! You can't drive at all in your current state, I'll drive!" Fang Jiaran said.

Wen Ren tightened his grip on the steering wheel, and said, "I can drive!"

"Do you know what you look like now? You're so precarious that you're going to fall on the steering wheel at any moment!" Fang Jiaran said angrily, "I'm living a good life now, but I don't want you to drag me to death together! Let's change positions!"

Fang Jiaran glared at him angrily: "If you don't change, I will always bother you, you don't want to be nagged by me all the time!"

"Understood!" Wen Ren gritted his teeth.

Wenren stopped the car and quickly changed places with Fang Jiaran.

Now his legs are useless, and all the strength in his body is being pulled away, wishing he could not get up after falling down.

When he got out of the car, his body swayed, and all the blurred scenes in front of him faded.

He blinked vigorously, supported the car with his right hand, and when he got around to the co-pilot's position, he almost fell into it.

Wenren was covered in cold sweat and gasping for pain.

Fang Jiaran glanced at him nervously, and said, "You can't close your eyes, you have to show me the way, you know, I don't know the way!"

Wen Renqiang raised the corners of his mouth and said weakly: "I know, I won't close my eyes."

When he really relaxed, he realized that he had no strength at all, and it was just a strong support out of survival instinct.

Safe now, he's paralyzed.

My limbs were sore, not to mention my injured left arm.

He even wondered if he could keep his left arm even if he went to the hospital now.

He leaned his head on the back of the chair, and the tide of tiredness rushed towards him.

Wenren's eyelids became heavier, and his brain felt blank.

He was not uninjured, he had a lot of gunshot wounds on his body, so he knew what it felt like to be injured.

The outside world always thinks that he is the young master of the Wen family, who has been heavily protected since he was a child, and has a domineering personality, but they don't know that his own strength is completely worthy of his current position.

From the time he started training at the age of five, injuries, big and small, couldn't get rid of him.

Until he passed the assessment and was approved by the master.

Then, after summing up his experience in mission after mission, the number of times he was injured gradually decreased until he had no more injuries.

Until this time, he hadn't suffered such a serious injury for several years.

The wound on his left arm was numb from the pain, and the sound of the engine gradually moved away from him.

Wenren felt that the world was gradually quieting down, everything was covered in a layer of fog, and it was so white that it was hard to see clearly.

"Wenren! Wenren!" He vaguely heard Fang Jiaran's voice again.

It's just that the voice seems a little far away, making her voice less sharp.

The corner of Wenren's lips curled up. It would be great if this woman could be more gentle. He really had never seen her so gentle.

No, he seems to have seen it.

That time downstairs at her house, I saw her with Feng Jiewei, and when facing Feng Jiewei, she was very gentle.

Fang Jiaran was driving the car, watching the front carefully, while turning his head from time to time to pay attention to Wenren's situation.

Seeing his half-closed eyes, she suddenly screamed in panic, trying to wake him up.

Even though she was well protected by Fang Boran, she knew that Wenren couldn't sleep at such a time.

But Wenren didn't seem to be able to hear her cry, and there was a damn smile on the corner of his mouth.

Fang Jiaran glanced at the wound on his left arm, gritted his teeth, suddenly left the steering wheel with his right hand, and poked his left arm hard.

She carefully avoided his wound and only poked around the wound, but this was enough to hurt.

He twitched from the pain, and immediately turned his head to stare at Fang Jiaran angrily.

But when he saw the relieved expression on her face, the anger in his eyes disappeared.

"Don't sleep! Did you hear me? You can't sleep! You have to talk, you have to show me the way!" Fang Jiaran said anxiously, turning her head around busyly, looking at the front for a while, and then turning her head to look at him again.

Seeing the tears in her eyes, Wenren couldn't help laughing.

"It's time to turn left," he whispered.

"Oh..." Fang Jiaran hastily turned the steering wheel.

"Are you worried about me?" Wen Ren asked softly.

"Although it's noisy at ordinary times, I don't necessarily want you to have an accident!" Fang Jiaran said with a sniff.

"I'll be fine." Wen Ren leaned his head on the back of the chair, turned his head to stare at Fang Jiaran's side face, and said relaxedly, "The scourge will last for a thousand years."

Fang Jiaran couldn't help but burst out laughing with tears in his eyes: "No one would say that he is a scourge."

Hearing people smiled, he really couldn't bear the sleepiness, he muttered: "Jiaran, I really... can't hold it anymore... let me sleep for a while..."

The last word was almost held in his mouth and disappeared between his lips.

(End of this chapter)