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Lu Ting's anger reached its peak.

Zhou Zhi was beaten to the ground, his lips began to bleed, and he did not forget to provoke: "An An really hates you, Lu Ting, right?"

"Does she not want to see you at all now? Does she wish you would just go away and never appear in front of her again?"

"Shut up!" Lu Ting grabbed her neck and dragged Zhou Zhi up with just that much strength. "What good will it do you to anger me? Believe it or not, I can kill you right now!"

Zhou Zhi didn't say anything, only looked at him with contempt, as if he was still that humble and pitiful slug, and the sinister mentality that only grew in the gutter gradually grew stronger. Lu Ting threw her to the ground and stretched out his hand to the side: "Come here!"

Zhou Zhi half-squinted her eyes and followed the direction of Lu Ting's hand. She then saw the dense crowd of people in the semi-darkness. But before anyone could get to her, she heard a sharper voice -

"Bang bang bang-"

It was gunfire.

Zhou Zhi watched helplessly as the sturdy man who had stretched out his hand but had not yet handed over the knife fell to the ground. Blood gushed out like a waterfall and spread all at once. It seemed to turn into a strange-shaped insect on the ground and fled everywhere.

Lu Ting looked at the bodyguard who had fallen to the ground nearest to him. He quickly dragged Zhou Zhi up from the ground and grabbed a dagger from the dead bodyguard.

Zhou Zhi squinted and looked.

Fortunately it wasn't a gun.

The next second, the knife was against her neck.

The blade was so sharp that the spoiled Zhou Zhi started bleeding as soon as he touched the tip of the knife.

"No shooting!"

Lu Ting dragged her back and threatened her in every direction in the building that could be seen from outside.

The next second, someone rushed into the gloomy abandoned building. The dust and light that were raised stung Zhou Zhi's eyes. It took her a long time to see the scene clearly.

She has a slim waist and long legs, and her slightly brown hair swayed slightly in the dust.

It’s this guy Pei Heng.

Zhou Zhi tried hard to look at the stern man in front of him, as if he would never have the chance to see him clearly like this again, and he could only rely on the few remaining seconds of memory.

Zhou Zhi forced a smile at him, as if to comfort him and tell him that "she's fine."

But the blood was still flowing from his neck, so it was not convincing to say that everything was fine.

Pei Heng had a serious expression and held a gun in his hand. No one noticed that his hand trembled slightly at the moment Zhou Zhi laughed.

Pei Heng had received excellent shooting lessons and had always been an expert in this area. He knew that his shaking hands were a very basic mistake, but at that moment, he could hardly suppress the fear in his heart. God knew how hard he had to try to hold back his tears, and how much calmness he had to maintain a blank expression when facing this scene.

He simply couldn't bear to think about how sad she would be if something really happened to her and he had such an indifferent face the last time he saw her.

"Lu Ting——"

"Put the gun down!"

Lu Ting seemed to have lost all his sanity. The knife in his hand went deeper into Zhou Zhi's neck. It was unknown whether he had hit any vital parts, but blood just kept gushing out.

"Calm down! I'm putting the gun down! Don't hurt her!"

Pei Heng squatted down, put the gun on the ground, and looked at Lu Ting with a cold look that was not easy for others to notice: "Can you let her go now?"

"Of course—no."

"Miss Zhou, why don't you say anything? He wants to save you, why aren't you moved?"

Zhou Zhi was calculating in his mind, and just responded to him coldly: "You are crazy."

Veins bulged on the back of Lu Ting's hands. With hatred, he shouted like a madman: "I'm crazy! I'm crazy! You guys drove me crazy! It's all because of you! An An doesn't love me! She should love me!"

"All of you go to hell! If you die, An An will fall in love with me again!"

Lu Ting sneered and looked into Zhou Zhi's eyes. After the extreme roar, his eyes were full of bloodshot. After falling into absolute silence, he said slowly: "But, I originally planned to drag you to hell with me. What's the point of him putting down the gun?"

Lu Ting raised his hand high, and the sharp knife light moved quickly.

"pong——"

There was another sharp sound of bullet rubbing against the air.