Xiao Yangchu opened his left hand and saw that it was not a fatal shot.

She sniffed and said, "I don't know how to do it, and I don't have the tools to stop the bleeding."

Xiao Yang looks at her coldly and doesn't speak. Her white hand is dyed scarlet, but the muzzle of the gun is always facing her. Chuqiao can't help but take off her scarf and simply bandage him on his shoulder.

After getting it done for Xiao Yang, he finally leaves the muzzle of the gun. The car is completely quiet. Xiao Yang sits there, his eyes are gloomy, he doesn't know what he is thinking, and his whole body exudes a cold temperament.

Chu Qiao shrinks in a side, try to leave him far point, also thinking about how she should do.

The car in the city's various loops and alleys around for a long time, and finally drove into an abandoned old building, empty and bleak.

Chu Qiao thinks of the conversation between Xiao Yang and the man, and vaguely understands that Xiao Yang is being arrested by the military, which is probably a hiding place he is preparing.

Chu Qiao was pushed all the way to the building.

Since Zhao Xiaoxiang was arrested, Xiao Yang has been careful. Just as Chu Qiao thought, a room in this building is indeed a temporary shelter he made.

Xiao Yang's refuge is on the fourth floor. It's not high enough to advance and retreat properly. Chu Qiao stumbles all the way, and is carried into the house by him. As soon as he enters the house, he follows him "pa......" Suddenly, the room brightened up.

There is a big difference between the house and the outside. It's hard to imagine Xiao Yang as a cold and hard person. The house is decorated in pink. The house is also very simple, two bedroom and clean.

After entering the door, Xiao Yang ran directly to the master bedroom. After a while, he came out with a first-aid box and put it in front of Chu Qiao, "get the bullet out for me."

His language is simple and cold, and his face is cold. Chu Qiao shivers at the bottom of her heart.

"I dare not --" she trembled, but saw him quickly open the first aid box, all kinds of scalpels, forceps, forceps, anesthetics.

Xiao Yang's simple and honest face said, "last time my brother also had a gun, didn't you still jump on it? Don't talk nonsense. If you want to live, just do as I say

Chu Qiao had no choice but to take up the scalpel, take a deep breath, calm a lot. Xiao Yang may be afraid that she will run away, so he just let her do local anesthesia, and the dosage is not too large. The anesthetic has little effect on him. As Chu Qiao cuts through his wound to look for the bullet, his body can't stop smoking. At the moment when the bullet is taken out, he finally gives out a huge roar, which is deep. The shrill voice made Chu Qiao think of the wounded and arrogant wolf. When she looked up at him again, he was sweating as if he had just been fished out of the water. But during the whole process of the operation, he never let the gun leave his right hand, and the driver named Gong Si stood watching, neither helping nor talking.

After the wound is sewn up, Xiao Yang finally calms down. Chu Qiao takes off the rubber gloves covered with blood and goes to one side to sit on the ground.

She lived in a simple environment in her life. After an unprecedented operation, she only felt tired. She also felt cold, the front of the cotton padded jacket was stained with some blood, and she didn't seem to have a comfortable place.

Xiao Yang over there was still breathing. The only sound in the room was his heavy breathing. He was silent and depressed.

After a while, Xiao Yang half propped up and told Gong Si to take some medicine for him. After taking the medicine, he lay back on the bed. This time, his breathing was a little lower, and the room was still in an uneasy silence.

After a long time, Xiao Yang seemed to praise his strength and heard him lying there saying in a low voice, "Lao Si, there's nothing to eat in this room. Go and buy something to eat."

he glanced at Chu Qiao trembling again and said, "buy two more thick cotton padded clothes."

The man who had been standing beside him in silence answered in a low voice, "OK."

After that, he went to the door without any hesitation.

Dead silence, as if the air had condensed.

In the airtight space, Chu Qiao always feels the danger everywhere, unconsciously moves to one side silently.

But listen to "click..." The sound of a cold metal impact shook Chu Qiao's eardrum.

Xiao Yang's face was as white as the incandescent lamp on his head. His face was covered with sweat and pain, but his face was still flat and stiff, and his pupils were dark.

And he sat up, raised the gun in his hand, aimed at the direction of Chu Qiao.

Chu Qiao was so scared that she stood there and didn't dare to move.

Xiao Yang sneered coldly, "I didn't expect you were really timid!"

Chu Qiao didn't say a word to the ferocious people.

Xiao Yang didn't care. He straightened his waist, but his face was sharp and sad. The gun in his hand didn't even shake. Such a strange and contradictory combination of temperament, the last stand in a desperate situation, she saw a desolation behind him.

"Actually, I respect him." After a moment, Xiao Yang suddenly opened his mouth.

In this cramped room, there was a huge silence. Chu Qiao held a gun on her head. She felt that it was difficult to breathe. It took a long time for her to react. Xiao Yang said, "he..." It should be Chen jirao."But you know, the day I was discharged, my brother was shot." There was boundless desolation in his trance tone.

But in response to him was the icy thump of the falling snow against the window.

"He not only ruined my future, but also my home!" Xiao Yang's voice at this time did not carry any emotion.

He suddenly pulled her up, flat tone, "not wait for old four, go!"

Xiao Yang raised his head. His face was pale and lifeless, and his eyes were in a trance.

"Why?" Chu Qiao's in the mind suddenly surging up an unknown premonition. But he did not return her words, looking at her eyes void, just way, "have to say, your man's executive power is not generally strong. Within 20 minutes, this place must be surrounded! Even though he was dead, he had a cushion on his back. His luck is not too bad

Xiao Yang is full of dispirited, Chu Qiao is no longer so afraid of him, the only fear is the threat of his lock life.

She tried to ask him in a low voice, "but I don't want to die, will you let me go?"

With the sound of Chu Qiao's voice, Xiao Yang's eyes seemed a little clear. He looked at her with a sarcastic smile. "Don't you want to die? Oh, yes, you are still young, life has just begun, but I have no hope. What do you say? "

Chu Qiao had also lost her mind and plunged into the cold river. At that time, she was rebellious, but Xiao Yang had not come to that stage. "Yes, no matter how desperate the situation is, as long as we are still breathing, there will always be a glimmer of hope." When it comes to hope, Chu Qiao's heart is filled with images of men. A great courage to fight rises in her heart. She looks at Xiao Yang anxiously waiting for him to speak.

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