The sweet wife is too fierce: Mr. Lu, get out of here!

Lu Yicheng stretched out his hand to hold the barrel of the gun, and covered An Hao's eyes with the other hand. In those terrifying eyes, there was an unbearable distress and pity, "It's all over."

Anhao froze in place, and finally stopped pulling the trigger. Her throat rolled, and she could feel the warm blood on the hand covering her eyes, which turned her face red.

She didn't close her eyes, but apart from the darkness, her eyes were full of scarlet.

With the uneven palm covering her eyes, she finally couldn't help crying, "I'm sorry."

An Hao knew that this matter would never have happened. She had suspected Lu Yisheng after hearing a strange phone call. The coincidences one after another gave her a sense of weightlessness.

In the end, she chose to come to Africa alone, and fell into the trap that Yu Wei and Louise had set for her. Although she had been calm all the time, she was under pressure in her heart.

"Lu Yisheng, I'm sorry."

Anhao whimpered, she was also afraid just now, afraid that she would die like that, and even more afraid that Lu Yisheng would be hurt because of it, so she pulled out the gun on Lu Yisheng's body without the slightest hesitation.

Lu Yicheng heaved a sigh of relief, stretched out his hand to hook her, pulled her back into his arms, and kissed her heart to comfort her, "It's okay, he's already dead."

His eyes were lowered, and he fell on Zhong Su's body. There were several bullet holes in his body, and there was a trace of disbelief on his face. He just lay lifeless on the ground, and blood spread to Qiao Anhao's feet.

"I,"

"Hey, you're tired."

Lu Yicheng interrupted Qiao Anhao's words with a gentle tone, but his eyes were filled with countless coldness. He reached out and hugged Qiao Anhao, and walked downstairs.

Long after Qiao Anhao disappeared, Lu Yisheng knew why all of this was such a coincidence, it was obviously deliberately designed by someone.

He also checked all the communication records. Qiao Anhao's mobile phone called him many times, but they were all unreachable. He never answered the only call that got through.

Everything was an arrangement to lure Qiao Anhao to Africa. I'm afraid even his uncle's car accident was deliberately done by someone in order to drive him away.

Qiao Anhao, who is isolated and helpless, is not afraid that Anhao will not be fooled if he uses Wen Shiyi's news as a bait.

Looking down at the person in his arms, Lu Yisheng exuded an aura that should not be entered by strangers, strong and domineering, full of a strange aura that made people dare not even look directly at him.

When he got downstairs, Lu Yisheng immediately arranged for a doctor to check Qiao Anhao's body, only to find that Qiao Anhao had passed out.

During the examination, it was discovered that Qiao Anhao had a lot of wounds on his body, especially the wound on the back was torn and pressed viciously, causing pieces of flesh to be exposed, and the skin and flesh looked terrible.

The hand was still scratched off by the short whip, and it was bleeding continuously.

There were hidden wounds all over his body, and his feet were cut by rough stones, and there were still a lot of broken stones inside. I don't know how much he suffered.

Every time he saw a wound, Lu Yicheng's face became more terrifying, his cold eyes were like sharp blades, sealing off the entire space.

The doctor doing the examination was forced by this strong aura so that he didn't even dare to breathe out. He was very careful when doing the examination, for fear of offending this big devil with a bad complexion.