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Seeing this, Salvatore knew that he could not stay any longer, otherwise Christine might really be instigated by them, so he dragged Ji Mujue to the helicopter: "Christine, don't talk nonsense with them Come on, let's go!"

But Christine was stunned for a while before she came back to her senses, turned around and ran in the direction of Salvatore, because she knew that no matter whether Salvatore was sincere to her or not, compared to Adam's In his hands, she would rather stay by Salvatore's side and make false claims with him.

Just when Shang Zhuyi and Adam were helpless, Elena's voice finally came out of their earphones: "Duke, don't worry, the commando has already gone up."

As soon as her words fell, several commandos with live ammunition rushed up from the bottom of the mountain, shouting in English; "Stop, stand still, put your head in your hands!"

Seeing this, Shang Zhuyi hurriedly ran towards Ji Mujue.

Salvatore was already at the door of the helicopter cabin. He raised his leg and stepped up, but Christine was still some distance away from the door, and because of the headwind, her pace became more and more sluggish.

And here Shang Zhuyi has come to Ji Mujue's side, reaching out to pull him back.

And Ji Mujue also struggled, straightened up and knocked Salvatore staggered, and then took advantage of this opportunity, Ji Mujue successfully escaped from his hand.

Seeing that more and more commandos ran onto the tarmac, Salvatore couldn't calm down anymore. He couldn't care about Ji Mujue who had escaped, and hurriedly urged Christine: "Hurry up! Hurry up!"

At this time, Shang Zhuyi quickly stretched out his hand to untie the rope from Ji Mujue's hand, and then he and he supported each other and ran to a safe place.

At this time, the pilot of the helicopter had already started the plane, and kept saying to Salvatore: "Sir, time is running out, we must take off immediately!"

At this time, Christine was still struggling to move towards the plane against the hurricane blown by the helicopter propeller.

Seeing this, in order to buy her more time, Salvatore took out his pistol and aimed at Ji Mujue who was fleeing.

It just so happened that Shang Zhuyi looked back at this moment, and saw Salvatore's black muzzle at once, she quickly yelled to be careful, and then flew in front of Ji Mujue: "Well——"

Perhaps it was because the speed of the bullet was too fast, so at the moment of being shot, Shang Zhuyi didn't feel any pain, but felt as if someone pushed her, she staggered a bit, and then It's just that your legs are weak and you lose your balance.

Ji Mujue's eyes widened in disbelief, and he quickly reached out to catch Shang Zhuyi. He was always calm, but now his hands were shaking like chaff. Looking at Shang Zhuyi's blood-stained clothes, his voice trembled a little: " Bamboo clothes!"

At this time, Adam's manpower also caught up, so Adam quickly directed his men to move Ji Mujue and the injured Shang Zhuyi to a safe place.

On that side, the commandos had already arrived around the helicopter, and the pilot was so anxious that he broke into a cold sweat: "Sir, I really can't delay any longer, sorry!"

After finishing speaking, the pilot pulled up the lifting lever, and the helicopter rose rumblingly.

And Christine was left in place in embarrassment, watching the helicopter fly farther and farther in despair.

"Salvatore!" She shouted hysterically, but she couldn't call back Salvatore who had gone away.

Seeing this, the commandos quickly fired at the helicopter, but Salvatore estimated that he had already prepared for it. The outer shell of this helicopter was surprisingly strong. Under the fierce firepower of the commandos, only the fuselage shook a bit, and did not cause other effects , Still following the established route, lost in the air.

At this time, Christine also completely gave up the hope that Salvatore would come back to rescue her, looked around nervously at the commandos on the tarmac, and then stepped back step by step.

Seeing that Salvatore had fled, Interpol contacted air support while thinking of Christine surrounding him: "Don't move!"

As long as there is still a glimmer of hope, Christine will not give up, so she did not stop as she said, but walked towards the edge of the tarmac.

The apron was built on the top of the mountain, and the outward side was a cliff. She rushed to the edge of the cliff and stopped in fear.

Seeing this, the Interpol hurriedly said: "Stop! We are only arresting you according to the law and will not harm you."

Christine turned a deaf ear to their words, and still poked her head, trying to look down the cliff. Although this mountain was not too high, it was still a few hundred meters above sea level, so if people jumped off it, they would either die or be disabled.

However, rather than losing all these people, Christine would rather take a gamble, so she closed her eyes, then turned her heart, tapped her toes, and jumped off the cliff!
The Interpol was startled, and watched for a long time around the cliff, only the leader of the team said: "Let the search and rescue team go down and see if they can find anyone."

Hearing this, the team members nodded and dispersed to clean up the scene.

In this room, Shang Zhuyi, who was shot, has been placed in the private ambulance that Adam prepared in advance. Ji Mujue sat beside her hospital bed, watching the bloody clothes and blood water that the medical staff cleaned Shang Zhuyi's wound, He felt as if his heart was being squeezed severely, and he couldn't breathe from the pain.

"Bamboo clothes..." Ji Mujue softly called her name.

However, due to blood loss, Shang Zhuyi's consciousness gradually became a little loose, and his eyes were half-closed, as if he could no longer hear the sound of the outside world.

Seeing this, the doctor said to Ji Mujue while continuing to bandage, "Continue to talk to the wounded, and try to keep her consciousness clear."

Hearing this, Ji Mujue nodded quickly, then lowered his head and said in Shang Zhuyi's ear: "Zhuyi, you must miss the children, I promise you, as long as you persevere this time, I will definitely arrange for the children to come and visit, Okay?"

Hearing the child, Shang Zhuyi, as a mother, seemed to have been given a shot in the arm, her drooping eyelids opened again with difficulty, and her mouth moved; "Child..."

Hearing Shang Zhuyi's response, Ji Mujue was surprised and delighted, and hurriedly continued: "Yes, think about our two children, they are still waiting for you to go back and play with them, you promised before leaving Don’t break your promise and get fat.”

Shang Zhuyi struggled to open his eyes, and moved his fingers slightly: "One string...one pillar..."

Ji Mujue stretched out his hand to hold her hand: "Yes, you still have us, so you can't give up, don't fall asleep, didn't you hear me?"

Shang Zhuyi's mouth twitched twice, although she couldn't make a sound, Ji Mujue could still see that her mouth was saying: "Okay."

The ambulance rushed all the way to the nearby hospital, Shang Zhuyi was rushed into the operating room, while Ji Mujue waited anxiously without stopping outside.

Ji Mujue lowered his head in remorse, and then thumped his own head twice: "It's my fault for not protecting her well..."

At this time, Adam came over, sat down beside Ji Mujue, stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, and said softly like an elder from his father's generation: "Now you are the spiritual pillar of Shang Zhuyi, as long as you don't fall down, She'll be fine, understand?"

Hearing this, Ji Mujue was silent for a while, then raised his head again, and looked at Adam with heavy eyes. Although he didn't like this pretending duke, but now he had to admit that Adam's words made sense.

Now that Shang Zhuyi's life or death is uncertain, it is the time when someone needs to support her behind her back, so no matter how painful Ji Mujue's heart is now, in order to be a man, he must calmly stand up and take on everything.

"I see." Ji Mujue said softly.

Seeing this, Adam nodded: "Christine's whereabouts are unknown now, and Salvatore was also run away by him, there are still many things to follow, I will go back and deal with them first.

Hearing this, Ji Mujue nodded slightly, and looked at the door of the operating room with fixed eyes, as if he was not interested in what Adam said at all.

Adam frowned angrily, but when he thought of Shang Zhuyi's current situation, he felt that Ji Mujue's loss of soul was forgiven, so he pursed his lips and sighed, and then said; "Before you promised me After Shang Zhuyi recovers from his injury, remember to honor it."

After speaking, Adam turned and left.

Ji Mujue seemed to have turned into a sculpture, looking at the door of the operating room intently, waiting for Shang Zhuyi to come out safely without blinking his eyes.

After an unknown amount of time, the signal light outside the operating room finally changed from red to green, and then the door was slowly opened, and the push bed carrying Shang Zhuyi was pushed out.

Seeing this, Ji Mujue, who seemed to have been cast with a body-holding technique just now, was immediately activated. He quickly stood up and walked towards Shang Zhuyi in a few steps.

Shang Zhuyi was lying on the hospital bed, his eyes were still tightly closed, his face was also very pale, but his breathing was fairly steady, it seemed that the operation was successful.

Sure enough, the doctor looked at Ji Mujue's worried eyes and explained: "The operation was successful, but the patient lost too much blood, and the anesthetic has not passed, so he can't wake up for the time being, but as long as he can get through the night smoothly, basically Even if it's a dangerous period."

Hearing this, Ji Mujue's heart that had been hanging all this time relaxed a little bit, he nodded, and said absent-mindedly: "Okay, I see..."

As he spoke, he followed the nurse and pushed Shang Zhuyi's hospital bed to the ward.

This hospital was founded by Adam, so Shang Zhuyi was regarded as an absolute VIP when he moved in, and even the wards were much more luxurious and spacious than ordinary VIPs.