"Well, you haven't heard me sing yet. I tell you, as long as you have heard me sing, no one is not fascinated." Zhao Yi also forced out a smile and pretended to be proud.

"Really? I'm looking forward to it. " Qin Ran is really looking forward to his performance this time.

"Then listen carefully and I'll start singing." The dagger in his hand looked very heavy. Zhao Yi began to sing low. He sang an English song. His usual voice was a gorgeous baritone. He didn't expect that he could sing so low and magnetic, slowly like clouds and flowing water, with a charming magnetic voice, luring others into his dream.

He really didn't talk big. His singing was really good, and his voice was special. Qin ran felt that he was slowly lost in his singing.

Zhao Yi sang in a low voice while observing her expression. After her expression relaxed, he held the dagger tightly and drew the sharp tip of the knife to the muzzle of the gun on her shoulder. His action was fast and agile, with no hesitation between hook and pick.

Although he moved quickly, when the tip of the knife was gouged out into the meat, she was still in pain. Her pale face was covered with cold sweat in a moment, and the board between her teeth was bitten by her.

Zhao Yi didn't stop singing. After picking out the bullets embedded in her flesh, he quickly applied the herbal medicine he had just collected while she was unconscious to her bleeding wound, and then wrapped it with the cloth strip torn from his clothes. Seeing her painful look, his heart was like being cut by a knife, He reached out to take down the plank in her mouth that was almost bitten by her, wiped the cold sweat off her face with his sleeve, and reluctantly said in a relaxed tone, "you are the strongest woman I have ever seen."

"Can I not be strong after being a man for more than 20 years?" Qin ran leaned powerlessly in his arms. Her whole body seemed to be drained of strength. She was so fragile that she was not as tough as usual.

"In front of me, you are just a woman who needs my love." Since he began to deal with the muzzle of her gun until now, she didn't even shout a pain, but it was even more regrettable. Zhao Yi bowed his head and kissed her on her forehead, saying in a low voice.

"You? But how do I feel that you are more like a man to be loved? " Qin ran teased weakly.

"Do you even have to argue with me for this?" If he didn't think she was hurt in her body, he really wanted to smoke her. Who allowed her to get hurt?

"Hehe ~ it's a happy thing for the whole world to conquer president Zhao. Cough ~" he was a little excited and coughed out of breath for a moment.

"You see, if you build your happiness on the pain of others, you will be punished. Now you suffer." Although he scolded her in his mouth, his palm gently patted her back so that she could breathe smoothly.

"Zhao Yi, when can we leave this damn place?" It was not easy to breathe, but it affected the wound. The pain made her grin. In this damn place, there was nothing. Her wound was soaked again. It is estimated that it is difficult to get better.

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