In Love With The Fake Bride

There was a strong smell of blood in the air, and Ruan Zhuo knew that Shen Sizhe had been shot to cover himself.

Only now did his originally dull eyes become a little brighter, and he raised his head to stare at Shen Sizhe, who was obviously enduring the pain, "Go away! What the fuck are you?!"

"Ahem!" Blood trickled from the corner of Shen Sizhe's mouth, and he wiped it away with the back of his hand, then he said helplessly, "I'm afraid you wish I could die a long time ago! Isn't this better?!"

"Stop talking about this with me, I will kill you with my own hands, and it's not your turn to be a hero here!" Ruan Zhuo looked at Shen Sizhe, whose mouth and back of his hands were covered with blood in disgust, "You will only make me sick !"

"You disgust me even more, go to hell!" Jack held up his gun and walked up to the two, his eyes filled with hatred.

If it wasn't for them, Xiaoju wouldn't have died! He must kill them tonight!

Watching Jack pointing his gun at them again, Shen Sizhe threw his arms around Ruan Zhuo with all his strength and rolled over resolutely from the edge of the deck towards the sea.

"Bang bang!"

"Plop!"

At the same time as the bullet sounded, there was also the sound of Shen Sizhe falling into the sea with Ruan Zhuo.

The originally calm sea surface was splashed with huge waves because of the fall of the two of them, and the raised sea water splashed Jack's whole body drenched.

On the deck where Ruan Zhuo and Shen Sizhe were lying, dense bullet marks were left behind. If Shen Sizhe hadn't rolled Ruan Zhuo into the sea, they would have already become Jack's ghosts!

The moonlight was as pale as water, hitting the sea coldly, illuminating the scarlet that had just risen, which was the blood flowing from Shen Sizhe's body.

At this time, Shen Sizhe had already been shot four or five times in the back, and the blood that flowed out quickly stained the surface of the sea they fell into.

On the deck, Jack, who was wet by the sea, bent down angrily and continued to shoot towards the sea, "Don't even try to escape, all of you will die!"

"Bang bang! bang bang bang!"

Bullets rained into the place where Ruan Zhuo and Shen Sizhe fell into the water, bringing out a large area of ​​scarlet again, and the smell of blood in the air became more and more intense.

After the gunpowder smoke passed, the place where the two fell into the sea was empty, only large bloodstains remained, which looked very scary.

After Jack fired the last bullet, he knelt down on the deck weakly, his face already wet with tears.

"Xiaoju, I finally avenged you! I'm sorry, I can't do what you said without hurting Ruan Zhuo, I can't do it! Ah——"

Jack collapsed on the deck in embarrassment, looking at the bleak moonlight above his head, weeping bitterly, "If it weren't for them, we would be living a happy life! But now he has smashed everything, I...I can't forgive...I can't forgive Ah! Xiaoju, don't blame me, don't blame me..."

Jack, who was in pain, murmured in a low voice, and the sea water beside him was still turning bloody red.

But these can't take away his endless sorrow, his little chrysanthemum is dead, even if he kills the whole world, he can't get back his little chrysanthemum again!

The calm on the sea gradually returned, leaving only the gradually diluted scarlet, silently telling about the sinister gun battle just now.

"Boom! Boom!"

In the distance, there were bursts of shocking explosions, and the reflected sparks lit up half of the sky.

Jack lay indifferent on the deck, the teardrops in the corners of his eyes were bright and pathetic under the light of the fire.

He knew that these earth-shattering noises were caused by Ge Hu who led people to encircle and suppress the village according to his arrangement, and then detonated the bomb.

There is the source of evil, and all evil is destined to be obliterated!

But, even if he wiped all these away, who can return his Xiaoju?

The huge blasting sound continued, but there was no joy on Jack's face. He was like a puppet that had lost its soul, lying stiffly on the deck, whispering to the sparse and bleak night sky.

"Xiaoju, I killed your second brother and wiped out his mafia organization. And Dingdang, I also found Dingdang, and I will take him to your grave to confess immediately! Xiaoju, these days You have never been in my dream, you will be sad if I kill Ruan Zhuo, then come in my dream, even if you come to scold me, Xiaoju..."

Apart from Jack's low murmur on the quiet sea, there is also the sound of rolling waves. Crash, clatter, on this gloomy night, secretly telling a sad story.

The yacht was floating with the wind on the sea, and a few hundred meters away from the yacht, there were two fuzzy black spots floating and sinking with the waves.

"Wow!"

One arm was thrown out of the water, and the strong arm firmly grasped a huge piece of driftwood floating on the sea.

The driftwood was blown over by the explosion just now, and it was still blackened by the fire, and even the surrounding air became full of burnt smell.

The owner of this arm is none other than Shen Sizhe who jumped into the sea with Ruan Zhuo in his arms.

At that time, he carried Ruan Zhuo and sank directly into the sea. Although he still inevitably received two bullets on his shoulder, he managed to escape the rain of bullets from Jack.

Shen Sizhe led Ruan Zhuo to swim for a long distance in the sea water, and only after confirming that he was far away from Jack's yacht did he dare to come out of the sea.

Ruan Zhuo's water skills are far inferior to Shen Sizhe's, and he was drugged before, so after diving and floating, he was filled with sea water, and leaned on Shen Sizhe drowsily, scolding Shen Sizhe repeatedly. I don't have the strength to get out.

Looking at the dying Ruan Zhuo, Shen Sizhe was in a hurry. He braced himself for the gunshot wound all over his body and had to find a place where Ruan Zhuo could rest as soon as possible!

It's just that the sea is vast, and there is no place for them to live except for the vast sea and the cold waves.

Seeing that the two of them were about to sink with all their strength, there was an explosion sound from the distant sky, and then a thick wooden plank fell from the sky and hit them beside them!

Shen Sizhe was overjoyed, quickly dragged the drowsy Ruan Zhuo, and rowed towards the piece of driftwood vigorously.

The driftwood was about three meters long and two meters wide, and its shape was not very regular. Fortunately, it was thick enough to support the weight of two people floating on the water.

Shen Sizhe grabbed the driftwood tightly, pushed the drowsy Ruan Zhuo up, and rolled up himself.

"hiss--"

The rough surface of the driftwood hit Shen Sizhe's gunshot wound, making him gasp, gritted his teeth and lay down on the shoulder.

The two of them lay wet on the wooden board that had been blown up, surrounded by the smell of burnt paste and the faint smell of blood coming out of Shen Sizhe's body.

Scarlet blood dripped from Shen Sizhe's back, winding down along the irregular grain of the driftwood, looking like flowing characters.

Shen Sizhe got seven or eight bullets on his body, but none of them were critical. He dragged Ruan Zhuo to swim in the sea for so long while bleeding profusely, now he suddenly relaxed, feeling exhausted and without any strength.