Although Zhou Yiran was standing nearby and making a phone call, his eyes were always on Jiang Xiaoli, fearing that Jiang Xiaoli would get lost by accident.

When he saw this scene, he opened his eyes wide and hung up the phone without paying attention to the fact that the person on the other end of the phone didn't respond to his "Hello, hello" for a long time.

He took advantage of the man not noticing and immediately called the police.

After quickly explaining the situation here, Zhou Yiran hung up the phone and walked forward cautiously.

Jiang Xiaoli was held hostage by the man with a knife, her face full of disbelief.

She didn't know what happened, but the man suddenly ran over and held her hostage.

The cold tip of the knife was pressed against her neck, making her breathe a little lighter.

"Who are you? Put down the knife first, and let's talk it over!"

The man looked at Zhou Yiran with empty eyes. He didn't recognize who Zhou Yiran was. He just laughed like a lunatic.

"Why are you always so happy? My daughter...she...I am not happy. I want to make all of you sad and make everyone remember me!"

"Even if I die, I will be content!"

As the man shouted, the knife moved closer to Jiang Xiaoli's fair neck.

Jiang Xiaoli felt the knife was clearly against his neck, as if if he pressed a little harder, it would go deeper into his neck.

"What did you just say? Your daughter? I have a daughter too. My daughter is only one year old. She was born not long ago. I can't even imagine what would happen if she lost her mother in the future."

Jiang Xiaoli was crying as she spoke, and her performance on the spot was so good that even Zhou Yiran couldn't help but praise her in his heart.

The man holding the knife seemed to be moved by Jiang Xiaoli's emotion.

He glanced at Jiang Xiaoli. Although Jiang Xiaoli was wearing a mask, her red eyes showed her grief.

This made the man holding the knife stop and feel a little hesitant.

The reason why he said he had no hope was because his wife ran away with someone else after giving birth to their daughter.

Later, his daughter became seriously ill. He worked hard to earn money for her treatment, but her condition became increasingly serious. As a result, something happened at the construction site and he was laid off from his job.

He had no choice but to borrow money from relatives and friends around him, but no one believed that he could pay it back, so no one planned to lend him money.

It was under these circumstances that he lost his daughter in the hospital.

He felt that everyone was so selfish and profit-driven, and this world was completely disgusting to him.

Since he is not happy, others cannot be happy either, and he will drag others into hell with him.

As soon as I ran to the street, I saw a young couple who looked so happy.

But now it sounds like from this woman's mouth that she is married and has children.

Zhou Yiran didn't know the specific situation here. He just heard him say a few words about his child, so he hurriedly tried to calm the man down.

"If you want money, I can give it to you, but please don't hurt my wife."

Zhou Yiran would never have thought that his words just touched the other party's sore spot. The man suddenly became furious and looked at Zhou Yiran with gritted teeth, as if he was looking at a capitalist.

"Do you think I care about your little money? It seems that your family is very rich! If it weren't for people like you, my daughter, how could my daughter die!"

The man's eyes were red as he spoke, and he moved the blade in his hand further.

Jiang Xiaoli's skin was delicate and had been pushed to the skin of her neck just now, and this time it was directly cut by the sharp knife.

A shallow blood mark was left on the skin.

Zhou Yiran's eyes suddenly widened. He never thought that his words would make the man in front of him even crazier. His hands began to tremble in fear.

If this man really went mad and committed a cruel act, he couldn't imagine how he would live after losing Jiang Xiaoli.

He cannot bear the consequences.

"If you have something to say, please speak nicely. If what I said just now made you unhappy, I apologize, but I really hope you can put down the knife and tell me what you want. If I can do it, I will do my best!"

Zhou Yiran's words made the man sneer, as if he had heard a joke.

"You said you would do your best, but I hope my daughter can survive. Can you do that? You can't do it, so what I hate most is your happiness. Go to hell!"

After the man finished speaking, he became ruthless and was ready to cut Jiang Xiaoli's throat.

At this moment, a gunshot was suddenly heard in the distance.

The gun seemed to have missed the target and hit the man's forearm on the hand that was not holding the knife.

A line of blood suddenly spurted out from the man's forearm. The severe pain made his hand tremble for a moment, and the knife in his hand almost fell to the ground.

But he calmed himself down in just a moment and gripped the knife tightly again.

Just when he was about to strike back for the second time, Zhou Yiran had already rushed over and knocked Jiang Xiaoli and the man to the ground.

At the same time, he stretched out one hand and tightly grasped the blade to prevent the man from accidentally hurting Jiang Xiaoli.

The sniper in the distance and the police who had been lying in ambush nearby rushed out and tried to subdue the crazy man.

Jiang Xiaoli survived the disaster and looked at Zhou Yiran while panting heavily.

Zhou Yiran had layers of cold sweat on his forehead and blood on his hands, looking extremely scary.

He didn't care about anything else and immediately asked the ambulance that arrived to help Zhou Yiran into the car and told himself that it was okay.

Jiang Xiaoli was sitting in the ambulance. When the car started, she turned around and looked.

The man has been taken to the police car, and there is no more madness in his eyes, but a calmness.

Zhou Yiran was sent to the hospital and had his cut hand bandaged. There was also a little blood on Jiang Xiaoli's neck, but the wound was not very deep and would not leave a scar.

The police station also called at this time, hoping that the two would go and make a statement and explain what happened at the time. The two agreed without saying a word.

The two men went to tell the police what had happened. The police determined that they were innocent victims, so they let them go after some sympathy.

Walking out of the police station, the wind was blowing coldly. Zhou Yiran stretched out his uninjured hand to hold Jiang Xiaoli's, but Jiang Xiaoli's eyes fell on the palm of his other hand that was wrapped in bandages.

She reached out and took Zhou Yiran's other hand, lowered her eyes, and her fingertips floated on the white bandage.

Gently and softly, like a feather brushing past.

"Thanks to you just now, otherwise I think that lunatic would have already done something ruthless by now."

Zhou Yiran did not show off too much, he just leaned over and kissed Jiang Xiaoli on the forehead, his eyes were extremely clear.

"This is what I should do. When I take you out to play, I must ensure that you don't get hurt. What's more, you are my wife, and we will be together in the future. If you get hurt, then I will end up alone for the rest of my life."

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