Black-bellied Emperor Shao: Ex-wife is not allowed to escape

The crowd was crowded, Song Weiwei sneaked into the crowd, relying on her petite figure, she slipped in whenever she saw a crack, and quickly left those people without a trace.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and walked forward with the crowd, while turning her head to see if anyone followed.

Sometimes a dense crowd can be a protective barrier, sometimes it can become a crime scene, because everyone is crowded, and it is so dark, if you get stabbed...

Song Weiwei didn't dare to continue thinking about it. The more she thought about it, the more her scalp became numb. She felt that everyone around her was a potential murderer, and she didn't know when they would raise their knives at her.

She regretted coming to join in the fun with Shen Qingyuan.

As the crowd moved forward, the music became louder. Amidst such passionate music, the young man waved the inflatable hammer in his hand and was very excited.

The little devil's headband on Song Weiwei's head was squeezed out, and her hair was also squeezed out. She tried her best to keep her balance and not to fall in this dense crowd of people, which was extremely prone to stampede accidents.

There were so many people, she didn't know when the danger would strike, she just wanted to get out of the crowded crowd before the danger came.

But she didn't know that there were several waves of people looking for her at this moment.

Li Baihan ran to the central park, only to remember to call Shen Qingyuan, looking at the dark head, he was very anxious.

The phone got through, but there was a lot of noise on the other end. He only heard the music, but couldn't hear Shen Qingyuan's voice. He could only use the music to tell where they were.

After hanging up the phone, he plunged into the sea of ​​people, and he wanted to bring her out before those bad guys found her.

He struggled to move forward in the crowd, but found it difficult to move an inch. He was so anxious that sweat poured out from his forehead. While pushing and shoving, the wound on his hand burst open again, and he even felt the blood soak the gauze again.

There were too many people, and it was more difficult for him to find her in the crowd than to reach the sky.

Suddenly, he saw the stage in front of him, and his eyes lit up. As long as he squeezed onto the stage and got the microphone, he could get her out of this dangerous place.

As if he saw hope, he pushed forward desperately, and the people on both sides were squeezed into a rage. Seeing that he exuded a cold aura all over his body, and he looked very difficult to provoke, he dared not speak out.

Just at this time, the people assembled by Jianghuai also rushed to the central park. They had seen Song Weiwei's photo just now, but looking at the dark heads, it would be a bit difficult for them to find Song Weiwei in the crowd.

Jiang Huai frowned, and the sound of distant music blew up Christmas Eve. In addition to the moving heads, there were also waving inflatable hammers.

"Brother Jiang, there are too many people. It is undoubtedly a needle in a haystack for us to go in and find someone. I am afraid it will be difficult to find." The subordinates beside him looked at those shaking heads, and they were about to suffer from intensive phobia.

Jiang Huai naturally also knew, "I know what you said, but what can I do? Secretary Song doesn't look like a person who likes to be lively, why did he come here today to join in the fun?"

He didn't dare to imagine what kind of dangerous situation she was in right now.

Suddenly, he saw the special police car on the side, and he had an idea, "Wait, I have a solution, I will call the old man."

Tonight on Christmas Eve, there is another talent show stage canvassing tickets in the park. It is as lively as a concert. Everyone doesn’t need to buy tickets to go in and see their favorite little brother. This is why so many young people can gather here today. reason.

As long as the source is cut off, the four entrances and exits of the park are blocked, and only people are allowed to go out but not to enter, the flow of people in the park will naturally gradually decrease.

Jiang Huai felt that he was so smart that he thought of this idea.

However, Song Weiwei, who was in the crowd, felt the turbulent undercurrent. She followed the crowd to the stage, and the maggot-like gaze that she had just cast off fell on her again.

Her scalp exploded, and she looked back through the crowd, and found that the person she had just left behind was chasing after her at some point, getting closer and closer to her.

I don't know if it was her illusion, she even saw the other party put his hand into his arms, and the cold light of the blade flashed in the night.

She pursed her lips tightly, ignoring that the flow of people in front of her had slowly stagnated, and the dense wall of people slowed down her pace.

There were layers of sweat on her forehead, and she didn't bother to wipe it off. Seeing the crowd in front of her and the villain chasing after her, she suddenly bent down.

Those people had been following her closely, but they suddenly disappeared from sight. They were confused for a moment, and hurried forward, turning a deaf ear to the cursing voices around them.

They squeezed forward through the crowd, squeezed out a distance, and Song Weiwei was completely gone in front of them, and the group of people beat their chests and stamped their feet.

Even though it was only a few steps away, why did she disappear all of a sudden? Would she be able to escape?

Several people looked at each other in blank dismay, and one of the men with a vicious look slapped his head, "It's been tricked, that woman must still be there just now, let's go back."

Song Weiwei did use the crowd as a barrier, quickly took off the double-sided cashmere coat, and took off her glasses, then took a young girl next to her by the arm, and the two were affectionate.

Those people squeezed past her without noticing her. Seeing the backs of their heads disappear in front of her eyes, Song Weiwei quickly thanked the little girl and slowly pushed her way out of the crowd.

The sound of the music was deafening, and she was already approaching the stage. Suddenly, someone grabbed her shoulders, and she trembled all over. Without even thinking about it, she grabbed the man's wrist, bent down, and was about to give him a shoulder fall.

Her reaction was too fast, and she had mastered the knack of the shoulder throw almost in the blink of an eye. If the person behind her hadn't reacted too quickly, he would have been thrown to the ground.

Li Baihan's foot was extremely stable, and he was not thrown over the shoulder by Song Weiwei who was caught off guard. He whispered in her ear, "It's me!"

Even though there was a lot of noise around, Song Weiwei still heard the "it's me" clearly. She turned around and was relieved to see the man's familiar handsome face.

"Why are you here?" Her voice was loud, but it was covered by the loud music.

Li Baihan looked at the shape of her mouth and guessed what she was talking about. He didn't explain, but pulled her to protect her in his arms, and whispered in her ear, "Let's go out and talk about it."

Song Weiwei also knew that this was not a place to talk, her body was firmly protected by Li Baihan's tall body, and she followed the crowd towards the exit.

With the broad and warm chest on her back, it was comfortable and reassuring to lean on, and she felt at ease all of a sudden, even though there were dangers around her, she was not as scared as before.

They quickly broke away from the crowd and walked towards the exit of the west gate. This side was not as crowded as before, and Song Weiwei was relieved.

The two of them were no longer as close as before. Just as Song Weiwei was about to speak, she felt a cold light flash in front of her eyes. Someone stabbed Li Baihan diagonally from behind with a dagger, and her expression changed drastically.

Without even thinking about it, she pushed Li Baihan away, and at the same time raised her leg and kicked at the hand holding the dagger that was stabbing at him. The dagger that gleamed coldly was kicked away, and the man let out a cry of pain.

The sound was like a horn, and the people who were ambushing around rushed forward.

Although there were few passers-by in Ximen, it was not completely absent. Song Weiwei's kicked dagger narrowly missed the crowd and stuck to the ground, attracting screams from passers-by.

"Ah, murder, there are murderers!"

This scream pierced the night sky, and the crowd suddenly became chaotic, and the scene got a little out of control for a while.

Li Bai was cold and accidentally pushed out by Song Weiwei. When he stood still, he saw that she was surrounded by several men with fierce expressions.

"You are the only one in Song Dynasty. Someone bought your life. Let us take it. Don't blame us if you go to hell."

Song Weiwei stood in the middle, but she was not afraid at all. Compared with being in a crowded crowd, she was more able to accept such an open and honest duel.

After all, she is not a weak woman with no strength to restrain a chicken.

She took off the double-sided cashmere coat, held it as a weapon in her hand, glanced at those people, and snorted coldly, "Stop talking nonsense, let's go together!"

These people were all desperadoes, how could they stand such a provocation from her, they looked at each other and rushed forward.

The Sanda and fighting that Song Weiwei has learned in the past few years are all effective in actual combat, not the kind of flamboyant fists and legs just for good looks.

Her eyes were particularly cold, and she grabbed the cashmere coat and swept it away. The light and fluffy material seemed to contain internal strength in her hands, and it scraped against the strong man. The strong man was swept away, and the other rushed forward.

Li Baihan was not willing to stand by and watch the battle. He quickly joined the battle. In addition to fencing, Young Master Li also often boxed. His shots were ruthless and accurate.

He raised his hand to block the thick arm holding the dagger, and gently folded it. The strong man let out a scream, and the dagger fell to the ground with a jingling sound.

However, Li Baihan did not let this person go, he raised his legs and bent his elbows, put his knees on the man's lower abdomen, and hit his elbow on the man's back.

The man wailed, and his body fell limply to the ground, moaning in pain.

Song Weiwei didn't expect him to shoot so cleanly, she gave him a thumbs up, and a cold light flashed in front of her eyes again, her eyes froze, and a trace of cruelty flashed across her eyes.

She swung the cashmere coat around the man's arm, raised her foot to kick the dagger away, and at the same time flew up into the air, and kicked the man's chest with her other foot. She kicked the man directly into the air and hit the ground heavily.

The two turned their backs to each other, looking at the remaining six people, Li Baihan praised her: "Beautiful, the remaining six are me and you two."

Song Weiwei raised the corners of her lips, her eyes glowed with a bit of blood-thirsty light, "I'm four and you two."

Li Baihan smiled lightly, and then the two separated, and each dealt with the people who rushed forward. Both of them fought with ruthlessness and precision, never giving the villain a chance to hurt them.

This side was fighting fiercely, and the special police over there had heard the news and rushed over. Seeing that the battle was stalemate, the special police fired shots at the sky, "Stop me."

Song Weiwei swept down a villain with her long legs, and then slowly stopped. Li Baihan was also relieved when he saw Jiang Huai who ran over with the special police.

Fortunately, the music was loud at this time, and when the gunshot rang out, everyone thought it was fireworks, and it did not cause large-scale chaos.

Song Weiwei stood up straight and watched a few special policemen striding over. She seemed to have seen the man in front of her before, and before she had time to think about it, a cold light came over her.

Song Weiwei didn't relax too much at first, and kept paying attention to the movement around her. She thought that the cold light was coming towards her, and she was ready to defend herself.

However, the cold light turned its direction halfway, and stabbed at the back of Li Baihan who was already half relaxed.

In the blink of an eye, Song Weiwei didn't even have time to think about it, her body had already reacted instinctively, until she heard the sound of breaking through the air and the sound of flesh being cut, she looked at the brutal man in front of her in disbelief.

"Little..." Before Jiang Huai could say the word "heart", Song Weiwei stood behind Li Baihan.

With a sound of "噗嗤", that was the sound of a cold dagger piercing into the flesh, Li Baihan quickly turned around, supported the crumbling Song Weiwei, and at the same time kicked the sneak attacker away.

The man fell heavily to the ground and passed out with a scream.

The lower abdomen was quickly stained red with blood, Song Weiwei leaned on Li Baihan's body, and her body could no longer support it and slowly slid down.

She clutched the wound, the pain made her sane, she was hugged by Li Baihan and sat on the ground, Li Baihan's liver and gallbladder were torn, his big hands were trembling and he dared not touch her at all.

"why?"

Song Weiwei closed her eyes, the pain was spreading all over her body, she also wanted to ask herself, why?
Why did she dodge to block him at the critical moment just now? This man clearly betrayed her affection and plotted against her life. Why did she save him?
Didn't she hate him so much that she came back and borrowed a seed to leave, why did she save him?

She hated her instinctive reaction to the point of exposing her well-hidden feelings. If he knew she was Song Weiwei, he would call her stupid in his heart.

Yes, she is really stupid.

Bright red blood flowed continuously from the wound, Song Weiwei was in so much pain that she couldn't say a word, the voice in her ear gradually faded away, as if she couldn't hear Li Baihan's call through the hazy sound of water, and gradually fell into an endless in the darkness.

Li Baihan hurriedly picked her up, "Call an ambulance, call an ambulance."

Jiang Huai's expression also changed drastically, and he didn't care about the mess on the scene, he rushed to Li Baihan to clear away the pedestrians for him, "Everyone, make way, everyone, make way."

Fortunately, the west gate was already guarded by special police, so it was not so crowded. Li Baihan ran out of the west gate with Song Weiwei in his arms, and an ambulance had already parked there.

He put her on the rack, saw the doctors and nurses pushing her into the car, and he jumped into the car after him. His white shirt was stained with blood, and he was shaking all over.

"Doctor, save her, please save her."

Why this ending?

Blame him!

Blame him for relaxing too early, not noticing the approaching danger, all blame him.

He had obviously tried his best to find her, why did it end like this, if anything happened to her, he would never live alone.

The ambulance roared away, and the doctors and nurses in the car were urgently treating the wound on Song Weiwei's body. The knife was pierced so deep that they dared not pull it out at will.

Time passed by, and every second was extremely long for the people in the car. Li Baihan held Song Weiwei's bloody hand, begging over and over again.

"Don't die, Weiwei, don't leave me, please..."

The doctors and nurses looked at each other, and none of them had the courage to speak to comfort him. They only hoped that the driver would drive faster, faster...