he is intoxicated

Huo Beiyao threw down the knife, and with a cold handsome face, said to Team Zhao who was standing aside: "Send him to the hospital, don't let him die, and use the shortest time to find out who is behind the scenes."

Zhao Dui hurriedly nodded, "Okay, Mr. Huo."

He walked up to the criminal who was about to pass out from the pain, grabbed his arm and dragged him out.

The bright red blood fell on the withered and yellow leaves, forming a long streak, very eye-catching.

Huo Beiyao restrained his hostility and walked up to Shen Nanhua.

Seeing that her eyes were open, he bent down and knelt, at eye level with her, and said softly, "Didn't you tell me to close your eyes? Why are you so disobedient?"

Nanhua witnessed him with a murderous look just now, and saw him suddenly become so gentle, and couldn't get used to his capriciousness for a while.

After being stunned for two seconds, she said, "I'm not afraid."

People who have died before, narrowly escaped death, there are not many things that can scare her.

At that time, the blood shed on her body was dozens of times that of this man.

The corners of Huo Beiyao's lips raised a slight arc, he patted the back of her head lightly, and boasted softly, "Our Xiaohua is really brave."

Xiaohua?

Nan Hua felt goosebumps popping out of the pores all over her body.

She didn't know him well enough to call him "Xiaohua".

Huo Beiyao reached her armpit with his left hand and her leg with the other, and said softly, "Hold on, let's go to the hospital."

Nan Hua let out a "hmm".

Although he gritted his teeth and tried to hold back, when Huo Beiyao's arm touched the wound on her body, he hissed in pain.

Huo Beiyao's heart ached when he heard the hiss.

He closed his eyes slightly, suppressing the anger and distress in his eyes.

The arms holding her loosened, for fear of hurting her again.

Nan Hua looked at the blood on the ground by the light from the car lights, and asked, "Will that criminal die?"

Huo Beiyao's deep eyes suddenly became hostile, and he said in a cold voice, "No, death is too cheap for him!"

"I mean, you've stabbed him so many times, are you going to be okay?"

"No, I avoided the vitals with a knife and went to the hospital for an examination. It is considered a minor injury."

Nanhua's hanging heart fell back into her stomach.

It took a while before she realized that she was actually worried about him, worried that he would be implicated.

The two left the grove and got into the police car.

The police staff handed the phone back to Nanhua.

Enduring the pain, Nan Hua turned on the phone and saw several missed calls.

Looking back, the other party was the driver of the taxi she really hired.

Nan Hua hastily explained a few words and hung up, but after thinking about it, she still felt a chill down her back.

She had only been on the set for two days, and she was plotted against.

The criminal might have stepped on it a long time ago, but it happened that there was such a time difference.

It is true that there are only those who can be a thief for a thousand days, but there is no one who can guard against a thief for a thousand days.

Makes it impossible to guard against.

The police car drove out of the narrow road and came to Huo Beiyao's Maybach, and he got out of the car with her in his arms.

A Biao looked like he had done something wrong, and stood at the door of the car with his head drooping, and said, "Mr. Huo, I am not doing my job well, please punish me."

Huo Beiyao gave him a cold look, bent down, and carefully put Shen Nanhua into the car, and pulled his coat to cover her up.

Straightening up, he suddenly raised his hand and slapped A Biao loudly on the face, "Go to the financial settlement tomorrow and get out!"

A Biao's wooden board was beaten to the wrong side, his face was full of grievances, his eyes were drooping, and he dared not make a sound.

Nan Hua hurriedly said, "It's my fault, don't blame him."

Huo Beiyao glanced back at her, and that glance was mixed with distressing blame.

He said to A Biao with a cold face: "Come pick up Miss Shen next time, if she doesn't get in the car, get out immediately!"

A Biao hurriedly agreed: "Okay, okay, Mr. Huo."

Nan Hua choked.

There is a kind of coercion, being forced to go to Liangshan, and a kind of dumb eating coptis, feeling unspeakable.

"Why are you still standing there? Drive." Huo Beiyao said.

"Okay, I'll go drive, I'll go drive." A bright look flashed on A Biao's face, and he hurriedly got into the cab.

Huo Beiyao bent down and sat in the car, his eyes fell on Nanhua's neck and the blood-stained shirt, his eyes turned cold, but he asked in a very gentle tone: "Can you bear it?"

Nan Hua nodded, clenched her teeth and endured the pain.

Huo Beiyao's eyes darkened, he reached out and took her hand.

His hands are large, with white and slender fingers, yet strong, with well-defined joints, perfect as a sculptor's finely crafted artwork.

Nanhua's hand was in his, which was very small and soft.

This time she didn't take her hand from him.

after an hour.

Came to Sheng's Hospital.

Sheng Chuan called a female doctor to treat Nanhua's wounds.

The female doctor skillfully treated the wound on her neck, and then unbuttoned her shirt, exposing her shoulders.

The bloodstains from the belt on the white shoulders were swollen to a high degree, and blood was oozing out.

The buttons continue to be undone.

There were scars of bright red, the blood became thicker as it went down, and the scars became deeper, and the flesh even burst open in some places.

shocking.

Huo Beiyao clenched his jaw for a moment, his eyebrows twitched several times in anger, his handsome face was so gloomy that water could be wrung out.

He took a deep breath and turned away.

Nan Hua stopped him: "What are you doing?"

Without looking back, Huo Beiyao gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "I'll kill that bastard!"

Enduring the pain, Nan Hua said flatly, "Someone paid a high price to instruct him to destroy me."

Huo Beiyao's eyes were full of hostility, "I know there is someone behind him."

Nanhua's voice was surprisingly calm, "There is a wronged person and a debtor. To catch a thief is to catch the king."

Under the calm voice was the anger and sharp hatred that had been suppressed for several years.

"I see." He put down four words and walked away.

Wait until he walks to the door.

Nanhua raised her wrist and looked at her watch and said, "It's getting late, and you're tired, let's talk about it tomorrow."

"No, I'm going now." His voice was indifferent, and suddenly raised the volume, "I can't fucking wait until tomorrow!"

He pulled the doorknob, walked out with long legs, and slammed the door shut with a bang.