The Runaway Wife of the Godfather of the Republic of China

Chapter 313 The Grand Finale (3)
"Hahaha, she is Tang Chengxun's adopted sister. She just killed Lin Hongxi and let her go like this. You underestimate me, don't you?" Ishihara Ichiro walked lightly.

"Hmph, since my aunt dared to come, she didn't think about leaving!" Xie Baoyi sneered.

"I'll say it again! Let her go!" Wang Jingtong snapped.

"You have always been calm and reserved, why did you become irrational when you saw this woman." The corners of Shi Yuan's mouth twitched slightly.

Xie Baoyi glanced at Ishihara Ichiro who was not far away, the anger in his eyes was overwhelming.

She was like a cunning rabbit, and she shot quickly, throwing a dagger with a cold light at Ishihara Ichiro.

Wang Jingtong's fist wind rushed towards her.

'bass! "

The dagger deviated from its original track and plunged into the white wall.

Ishihara Ichiro smiled fiercely again.

Xie Baoyi looked at Wang Jingtong coldly.

He blocked the gun for her just now, his left arm was dripping with blood, and his face was pale.

A heart-piercing pain passed through her heart, she bit her lower lip hard, and gently stretched her right hand to her back, a snowy light lit up.

Knife up and down.

With her unique straightforwardness and ruthlessness, she stabbed Wang Jingtong's lower abdomen.

"I hate cheating the most! But you lied to me!" Her voice was trembling and shrill, and she stared deeply at the man curled up in pain.

He struggled to squeeze out a few words between his teeth, "Bao Yi——I won't let you down!"

"Go to hell with your oath!" Her hands trembled involuntarily, because his body was already stained red with blood.

Ishihara Ichiro squinted his eyes half-closed, still thinking.

"Let—she—go!" Wang Jingtong shouted at Shi Yuan.

"Tsk tsk, you are injured, wouldn't it be good to leave her to take care of you?" Shi Yuan smiled and shook his head.

"Let her go once—I owe her—" Wang Jingtong clutched his lower abdomen tightly, the pain hit, and the wound seemed not as shallow as imagined.

His eyes moved to the woman who was close at hand, and thousands of words suddenly condensed in the bottom of his heart.

She will understand sooner or later.

Xie Baoyi's heart experienced life and death in an instant.

His stomach was still bleeding.

The blood-stained blue shirt was chosen by herself.

She looked away and turned around.

"See you next time, you will die."

Ishihara Ichiro blocked the door and said with a smile, "If you want to leave, I'm afraid it won't be that easy."

Xie Baoyi's right hand was like a hook, grabbing Shi Yuan's eyes.

Ishihara was shocked and fought back.

Shi Yuan's boxing style is powerful, while Xie Baoyi's is fierce and fast. Baoyi had the upper hand at first, but in the end the woman's physical strength was no match for the man's.

"Boom!" There was a gunshot.

Xie Baoyi and Shi Yuan looked at each other, and looked at Wang Jingtong who was pale on the opposite side.

He fired the gun.

"Stop—Hand! Let her go! Or—" He pressed the gun to his temple.

Xie Baoyi couldn't bear to watch any more, and forcibly suppressed the turmoil in his heart.

Ishihara Ichiro let go of Xie Baoyi, pretending to be relaxed, "Our cooperation hasn't started yet, how can we just say we're going to die! This woman, I just let go."

The members of the Japanese gendarmerie and the men in gray who had gathered here automatically made way for them.

Xie Baoyi knew that if he didn't leave now, he would have no chance.

She bit her lower lip hard and walked away.

"Quickly check the wound for Mr. Wang." Ishihara Ichiro waved his hand.

Two men who looked like military doctors hurried over to treat Wang Jingtong's gunshot wound on his left arm and knife wound on his lower abdomen.

(End of this chapter)