Fast Through the Villain, Sweet and Wild

Regardless of the strange eyes of the people around him, Rong Huang quickly ran to the other side of the car in his nightgown and barefoot.

The stones on the hard ground made the soles of his feet ache, but Rong Huang had no time to take care of it.

Rong Huang saw Cen Liangxi in the back seat of the car.

The man's face was covered with blood, and his breathing was extremely slow.

The originally dim eyes suddenly lit up when they saw Rong Huang.

The hand hanging by the side wanted to lift it up, caressing Ronghuang's face as usual, but it was unable to fall down halfway through the lift.

Rong Huang glanced at the car door that was shrunk in, and directly used brute force to pull the car door out, and threw it aside casually.

Accompanied by a bang, there was an exclamation behind him.

Who is this person? He has such great strength!

I guess it's the little lover of the person in the car. It's really shameless to see what he's wearing!

Recently, Ancheng is not peaceful, this is not a spy, is it?

It's possible, otherwise who would dare to do this on the street, and only the Marshal's Mansion would dare to do so.

...

Rong Huang climbed into the car, ignoring the blood and dirt in the car, held Cen Liangxi's hand, her soft voice trembling, I'll take you to the hospital, hold on.

As he said that, he was about to hug the man who was soaked in a pool of blood.

The man stopped Rong Huang, a weak smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, with regret in his eyes, I...haven't had time...to make some snacks for you.

While speaking, blood flowed from the corner of the man's mouth.

It flowed down the chin to the shirt, dyed the fabric red, and also dyed Rong Huang's fair hands red.

That blush made Rong Huang's eyes hurt, and the tears that had been swirling in his eyes finally dripped down.

The little girl's tears dripped onto the back of Cen Liangxi's hands, burning him so much that his heart ached.

Don't talk, I'll take you out, I'll take you to the hospital. Rong Huang's tears were streaming down her face, her voice was crying, she bit her lip and carried the man out of the car.

But when he turned around and was about to take Cen Liangxi to the hospital, his leg went limp and he bumped into the car, and fell to the ground with Cen Liangxi, and a large piece of flesh was scratched on his knee.

Rong Huang didn't look at his knees, and wanted to get up with Cen Liangxi in his arms.

The surrounding noise continued.

Yo, it's so miserable, why don't we help send people to the hospital?

Do you dare to save the person that the Marshal's Mansion wants to deal with? I'm afraid they will die!

Maybe it's not the Marshal's Mansion?

Even if it's not the person the Marshal's Mansion wants to kill, it's not a simple person who can afford to drive a classic car. What if we help him lose his life?

We ordinary people, let's hang up high and sweep the snow in front of the door, so as not to get into trouble when the time comes.

That's right, what the old Wang family said makes sense!

...

Cen Liangxi raised his hand to stop Rong Huang from trying to hug him up, his face became paler and paler, his originally bright red lips had no trace of blood, and he almost spoke in a breathy voice, I was wrong, don't be angry.

Rong Huang wiped away the tears on her face indiscriminately, sobbing, she got up and hugged Cen Liangxi, I'm not angry, I'm not angry, don't die!

Let's go to the hospital, I won't be angry when you recover. Rong Huang's chest was filled with panic and overwhelming sadness, I will never let you sleep in the study room when you recover, you can let me sleep in the study room !

Zai Zai. Cen Liangxi squeezed Rong Huang's hand tightly with all his strength, his dark brown pupils were a little loose, Don't cry.

I don't cry. Rong Huang quickly wiped away tears, picked him up regardless of Cen Liangxi's stop, and disappeared in place in an instant.