The mosquito blood that pried away the white moonlight

The man was suffocated when he saw Jiang Yu's movements, and obviously understood that he had been discovered, so he simply stopped concealing his purpose and walked over with strides.

Jiang Yu swallowed, gripped the phone tightly, and in the next second, it bounced out like a bullet!

The man was startled by Jiang Yu's virtue of running away without asking why, he was stunned for a moment, took out his mobile phone and said to the person over there, "You drive the car over to block him, and take the anesthesia gun."

After finishing speaking, he chased after him.

At 11:30 in the middle of the night, it was close to twelve o'clock. A boy in a knitted sweater was running desperately in front, and a passerby in a leather jacket was chasing desperately behind. In the autumn night, the cold wind hit his face, which was cool and not biting. But it's breathless.

Jiang Yu hated himself for not growing four legs!

Ahead, a black car came from the intersection and rammed straight in Jiang Yu's direction.

Facing the black car, Jiang Yu's heart rose to his throat. He turned around and rushed towards the green belt on the side of the road. His body touched the bushes, and the branches hit his face. It was painful, but he As if he didn't feel any pain, he got up and ran without making a sound.

The man is already close at hand, almost only needs a little distance to completely control Jiang Yu.

The phone was hot in his hand, and the wind was blowing past his ears. Jiang Yu panted heavily, and ran forward with only a stubbornness.

He didn't know where he was now, he only knew that once he was caught by this man, he would surely fall into Zhong Zigui's hands.

He was not reconciled to the fleeting flashes of past lives.

What's more, if it's really the case in the previous life, it's still mild. In this life, he has a little connection with Shen Yuzhu. According to Zhong Zigui's degree of insanity, Jiang Yu felt that once he was caught, he would have to peel off his skin at least.

It is said that people's potential is infinite, Jiang Yu ran desperately, and the person who was chasing him really had nothing to do with him.

This is still outside the film and television city, and there are not many people along the way, and there are shops only when you run outside, but in a panic, Jiang Yu himself doesn't know where he is, he just runs along the main road.

Suddenly, Jiang Yu's heart tightened, and his intuition made him run towards the other side of the road. There was a sound of breaking through the air, and a tube of anesthesiology fell to the ground.

Jiang Yu was shocked, his back felt chilly, and his legs, which were about to lose their support, tried to speed up desperately.

His physical strength was almost exhausted, his face was pale, his lips were bloodless, and his legs seemed to be filled with lead, and the weight was getting heavier and heavier.But he couldn't stop, once he stopped... his life would really be ruined.

I don't know when a car drove up ahead, Jiang Yu looked at the front of the car that was getting closer and closer to him, feeling sad in his heart, and went around for two lifetimes, could it be that he couldn't escape this ending no matter what?

If the ending of this life is also the same as the previous life, then why does he still persist?

With grief in his heart, Jiang Yu smiled bitterly, and simply ran into the car.

Not free, or rather die.

The sound of the tires rubbing against the ground was very clear in the silent street, Jiang Yu's eyes were closed tightly, and the front of the car barely stopped in front of his lower abdomen.

His legs gave way, and he knelt down.

The feeling of dying, no matter how many times you experience it, is really disgusting.

The car door opened, and a person stepped down. The leather shoes collided with the asphalt road, and the sound was very clear in the middle of the night.

The man who was chasing Jiang Yu also stopped not far from Jiang Yu at this time, wondering whether he should continue his work.

"Tell him," the man stood in front of the car door, his voice lost his usual gentleness, "the next time, I will personally send him to prison."

The man in the leather jacket hesitated for a moment, finally nodded to Shen Yuzhu, and left in the black car.

"How are you?" Shen Yuzhu raised Jiang Yu's chin, frowning.