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Finally, Mingke calmed the irascible man. When they got out of the car, Mingke's shirt was no longer there. Instead, they changed into a shawl that they bought at a nearby stall on the northern night.

Wearing a shawl, she went back to the crowd of classmates. Her stereotyped photos had been taken and she was going to change her clothes.

Beiming night saw her into the dressing room, then turned back to his car, saw that she was ok, and knew that there was Beiming Liancheng beside her, he didn't have much meaning to stay, there was Liancheng, at least the girl's safety was no big problem.

As for Mingke, he disappeared after he came out of the dressing room. He went over and asked Xiao Xiang, only to know that he had just left. Looking up, he could still see his car.

The car drove into the driveway and slowly returned to the city.

Mingke didn't care. Seeing Beiming Liancheng by her side, her face sank. She went over and said angrily, "you saw him clearly just now. Why didn't you say hello to me? Do you want me to kill him by making me look good in his face? "

"And you know you're scratching your head?" Beiming Liancheng was a little guilty, but after hearing her four words, she was immediately happy.

However, he was happy. His face was like a millennium iceberg. The cold ice couldn't melt away, but his tone was light: "that would make you do a good job. I managed to catch such a good shot. If I told you, it would be in vain."

Mingke glared at him. He really wanted to scold him for being snobbish. He only had interests in his eyes.

But before her words could be scolded, suddenly there was a loud bang on the road behind her. It was a loud explosion. The sound was so loud that it exploded in everyone's heart.

There was a sudden scream.

The big palm of Beiming Liancheng fell on Mingke's shoulder, quickly pulled her over and protected her behind. Looking up, the road which was not more than three miles away from them was burning a lot of flames.

The explosion is the sound of the bomb!

The northern night just passed by The thought flashed through my mind, and my heart contracted when I was named Keaton.

When Beiming Liancheng wants to run to the road, Mingke takes a step ahead of him and strides to the other side.

The northern night has just left no It can't be his. The car fragments blown up by the bomb must not belong to him!

But she didn't run fast enough. Even though she had passed at the fastest speed, she still felt that the road was too far away. Anyway, she ran to the end.

She almost fainted when she saw the familiar car on the road.

A big palm fell on her wrist, and Beiming Liancheng pulled her back.

"We can't go there. It's dangerous over there." He said in a deep voice.

Where is Mingke willing to listen to him? While struggling, he exclaimed: "no, let me go. The night is there. He's there. It's his car. It's really his car!"

Beiming Liancheng was worried and didn't want to pay any attention to her. He caught a glimpse of muzichuan coming after them. Without saying a word, he picked her up and threw her on muzichuan. As soon as he turned around, he ran to the spot.

He was left in the air, but he didn't even hum. He was not afraid that he would fall to the ground. In his heart, there was only Beiming night and his car that had been blown to pieces.

She didn't react until someone caught her. She wanted to go and see him!

He tried to push Mu Zichuan away, but mu Zichuan held her tightly in his arms and said in a deep voice, "you can't go there. Liancheng has gone. Let him deal with it."

"No! It's night's car. It's his car... " She pushed hard. Seeing that she couldn't open it, she opened her mouth and bit on the back of Mu Zichuan's hand.

When Xiao Xiang arrived, Mingke still bit the back of muzichuan's hand. If he did not let go of himself, she would not let go of his hand.

Seeing the scarlet blood slipping from her lips, Xiao Xiang was so scared that she almost fainted. She strode over and shook her body. She said in a loud voice, "coco, wake up. He's muzichuan. He's brother Zichuan. Don't bite him. He's bleeding! Coco! You've bitten him to bleed

Actually, she bit muzichuan to bleed. Seeing the blood, she couldn't tell what it was like in her heart. She only knew that her heart was very painful.

Name can be shaken by her a bit sober, unconsciously relaxed, looking at the blood on the back of his hand, she did not feel, still struggling in his arms.

Mu Zichuan helpless, buckle up her wrist, deep voice way: "I accompany you in the past."

Beiming Liancheng has arrived at the site of the accident, and there are a lot of onlookers on both sides of the road. However, because of the previous explosion, we dare not get too close, only dare to watch from a distance.

There was only one person in Beiming Liancheng who was watching around the wreckage. He didn't get close. He just stood around to check because it was obvious that there was no one in the wreckage, let alone Bodies.In the distance, the sound of the police siren kept coming, and the police car was approaching.

Mingke can't see the situation there. He only knows that Beiming Liancheng has passed through the crowd and hasn't come out yet.

She wants to stride past, but muzichuan has been holding her wrist tightly to keep her from getting too close.

No one knows whether there are criminals in the crowd. Even if we dare not get too close, the scope of viewing is shrinking.

Driven by curiosity, we all slowly moved closer to the place where the accident happened. I don't know which reporter's nose is so smart and has already rushed to shoot.

Mingke still can't see clearly the situation inside. Muzichuan still won't let her go. She struggles hard and tears come to her face. Xiao Xiang is looking at it, and she feels very sad.

Muzichuan didn't let her name pass because she didn't know if there were any dangerous elements in the crowd. She was named Beiming night, but the other party obviously wanted the life of Beiming night. She was not Beiming Liancheng, and she couldn't avoid danger.

However, the front seems to calm down, in addition to watching, no one made any terrorist attacks.

Mingke is still struggling: "brother Zichuan, let me go, let me go!"

Mu Zichuan even if the back of his hand is full of blood, but still hold her tightly, the corner of his eye glimpses a step close to the figure, his eyes flash, finally let go.

As soon as he was liberated, he could not care about anything. He rushed to the crowd, but after a few steps, suddenly his waist was tight, and he had been carried into a spacious arms.