Love You To The Bones

Fang Xiaoran stood quietly behind Shen Zichuan. She smelled the strong smell of blood on him. Her heart jumped. She couldn't help but subconsciously put her hand on his straight back and gently touched it.

As soon as her fingers touched the thin black shirt on his back, she felt a sticky damp feeling, which frightened her.

He quickly drew back his hand, put it under his eyes and looked carefully.

The bulletproof car probably ran out of gasoline. The light emitted by the headlights was not so bright and dazzling, and became very weak and yellow.

With the dim yellow light, Fang Xiaoran saw clearly that red blood was dotted on her white fingertips. In her chest, the position of her heart was as painful as a knife.

Sure enough, he was hurt, and there were many wounds, which almost wetted the whole shirt.

But he was wearing a black shirt. In the night, he was integrated with the whole dark night. Even if his body shed more blood, he couldn't see clearly, let alone find it.

If she hadn't stood behind him at the moment and smelled the thick smell of blood, she didn't realize that this man was bleeding all over and had to fight to the death with the ferocious agents of jiangman night for the lives of her and her children.

But she was so weak that she could do nothing but shrink behind him and let him fight to protect and take care of her.

Fang Xiaoran sighed and closed her eyes. Without affecting the baby in her belly, she curled up between the boulder and Shen Zichuan's back as much as possible, condensing the man who was more indomitable than the mountains and deep sea, closed her eyes and shed tears.

"Shen Zichuan, you must be in love with me because you protect me like this, right?"

Afraid that these words would distract him at the moment, she did not dare to ask her words directly. She only whispered silently and repeatedly at the bottom of her heart, tirelessly again and again.

As long as there is this man around, as long as he loves her and cares about her, even if the bullets roar in her ears and the gunshots shake the sky, even if she is in hell, she is like her heart in heaven.

I don't know how long it took. When Fang Xiaoran came back to her senses, she suddenly found that Shen Zichuan was hurt all over and his face was covered with blood. He knelt and fell less than half a meter in front of her, while Jiang manye and Lao Zuo changed from fifteen to seven, to four, two, and finally only Lao Zuo and Jiang manye were left.

Lao Zuo was blind in one eye and lay on his back three meters away. He vomited blood. Jiang man was lame on his left leg and knelt on one knee. His pupils were red with blood and endless hatred. He slowly felt the last black pistol from his waist.

Shen Zichuan had run out of ammunition and food. He simply abandoned the useless machine gun, walked towards Lao Zuo deep, one foot shallow, walked to Lao Zuo, bent down, clenched a pair of iron fists, one fist after another, and smashed Lao Zuo's face as hard as a wolf.

Lao Zuo had long been put to death by this terrible man. At this moment, he didn't even have the strength to stand up and resist. He lay on the dusty ground and let Shen Zichuan's iron fist hit him everywhere.

Before long, Lao Zuo finally swallowed his last unwilling breath, turned his eyes white and died completely.

Shen Zichuan stood up with an expressionless face, turned around, and swept his sharp vision to jiangman night with a gun in his hand.

She narrowed her eyes and smiled slowly. Her eyes were fierce and blurred, staring at the man's handsome and picturesque face, "Ah Chuan, what if you kill all of them? Your skill is better than any agent. I don't deny it, but no matter how fast you are, you can be faster than bullets? All the guns and ammunition here are empty, only the gun in my hand has six bullets. Tonight, I want to see whether you are fast or my bullets are fast!"

With that, jiangman night didn't wait for Shen Zichuan to get closer, clenched the mini pistol in his hand, aimed at the key points of the man's body, and shot relentlessly.

Shen Zichuan had been on guard for a long time. He dodged left and right. He narrowly avoided the first five bullets, but did not escape the last shot. He was shot two inches up his abdomen, and his chest immediately burst into a sky of blood.

The intense pain made his cold body shake a few times, but it didn't stop him from marching towards jiangman night.

Seeing that jiangman night shot out of bullets, he curled his lips and sneered. Two big strides rushed to jiangman night, raised his fist, cut her neck.

Jiang man immediately threw away his pistol at night, dodged away from the man's fatal attack, and also opened his fighting posture. He flew over, raised his right leg and swept fiercely to the other party's still bleeding chest.

At the bottom of his eyes, he hovered and died together. "Tonight, either you die or I die!"

Aside from her affection for Shen Zichuan, this woman is more vicious than an inhumane female wolf. Her moves are as insidious as a snake. She only wants Shen Zichuan's life. Then, she goes to the result that Fang Xiaoran's weak chicken bitch's life.

Once, how much she loved this man, now, how much she hates him!

After a few rounds, Jiang man steadily gained the upper hand at night, trapped him on the rock less than half a meter away from Fang Xiaoran, and reached out to touch the sharp blade tied inside the black leather boots.

All she had left was this last weapon.

Just use this blade to cut the big artery on Shen Zichuan's neck, and let him feel his own bleeding death.

No, that's not enough.

She also wants to drag Fang Xiaoran to his eyes and let him watch how Fang Xiaoran was brutally tortured to death by her——

Jiangman night smiled so madly and proudly, and the blade clenched in his hand rowed to Shen Zichuan's neck like lightning.

Caught off guard, Fang Xiaoran, who was ignored by jiangman night from beginning to end, suddenly stumbled over from behind and hit her in the back of the head with an iron gun in her hand.

"Ah... Bitch, how dare you fuck me?"

Jiang man cried out in pain at night, suddenly turned back, stretched his arm, pulled Fang Xiaoran's long black hair and pulled it hard.

Fang Xiaoran hissed and groaned in pain. She knew very well that if she was pulled by jiangman night and came to the woman's hand, the end must be one corpse and two lives.

Gritting his teeth and being cruel, he didn't shrink back along Jiang manye's strength. Instead, he bent his body with all his strength. The bow became a curved arrow and pulled forward desperately.

The hair was pulled so that the brush fell down. She didn't care. She just tried her best to escape from jiangman night.

"Ah!"

Struggling to the final result, Fang Xiaoran's hair was almost torn off by jiangman night, and he was sweating all over with pain.

And her whole person, along with the momentum, couldn't help falling to the ground, along a small hillside, kept rolling forward