Little drama maid

Bach originally only wanted to kill Ji Yan. On the one hand, he wanted to avenge himself. On the other hand, he didn't know Fu Jun. He didn't know that many things were done by Fu Jun and Ji Yan.

He thought that Ji Yan was the obstacle hindering the development of Siro, and he wanted to prevent Ji Yan from entering Siro, so that Freeland would have no backing, but he didn't know that Fu Jun was the main behind-the-scenes.

Bach's eyes didn't flinch at all, and he was even more decisive, "Do it, if you want to save your nephew, kill him, do it."

Bach roared, Ji Yan raised her gun at Fu Jun, and Wen Xun and Wen Ze went crazy when they saw it behind them, "Miss Ji, what are you doing?"

"Miss Ji, don't listen to him, he dare not."

Even Su Shan was a little shocked. She didn't expect Ji Yan to point her gun at Fu Jun. She looked at Ji Yan helplessly. Su Shan had a different understanding of Ji Yan tonight. Get to know your daughter.

"Fu Jun."

Ji Yan's voice trembled, she only felt that the gun in her hand weighed a thousand catties, her arms were already shaking, tears fell from her eyes, Ji Yan lowered her head and then looked up again, "I can't lose my nephew, he is my life, if he dies Now, how can I explain to my dead brother? He committed suicide, he lived for more than 20 years, he just died, the only child left, I can't let him have an accident, do you understand me?"

From the shock at the beginning, Fu Juan became very calm now, with a smile on the corner of his lips, "I understand, as I said, no matter what you do or say, I will support you, you can do whatever you want , I won't blame you."

Ji Yan shook her head desperately, the tears mixed with the dried blood on her face fell into her mouth, there was a trace of bitterness and sadness, "No, no, I love you, I can't lose you, I can't."

Just as Ji Yan finished speaking, Bach pointed the gun at his nephew again. The nephew was still crying just now, but now he stopped crying. He just looked at his aunt like that. For such a small child, he seemed to have suddenly become conscious, knowing that now It was a dangerous moment, and he forcibly held back his fear.

"Shoot, shoot."

Bach shouted heart-piercingly, "You shoot him and kill him, and I will return this child to you after you kill him, shoot, Siro is a great church, it will be immortal, and it will exist for a long time Get down, it ain't going away, damn you both."

Bach's eyes were crazy, his hand was already shaking, and his index finger was pressing the trigger, as if he would press the trigger if he didn't pay attention.

Susan stretched out her arms and said, "Put the gun down, Bach, do you really want to die? I can let you leave here, you can go far, and you can still live, as long as you let my grandson go, I I will definitely let you go."

Bach sneered, and said: "You are from Chris, but you have never loved your organization as much as I do. I want to protect my Siluoer, and I want to make it the only one. What Gesimo, what? Chris, it's all going to disappear."

What Bach wanted to say, Ji Yan suddenly shouted, "Bach, you see clearly."

She pointed the gun at her shoulder with her backhand, and Fu Jun stretched out his arm and shouted, "No."

The bullet passed through the shoulder, and with a bang, Ji Yan fell to the ground.

Bach did stare at Ji Yan, but he didn't expect that Ji Yan shot at him. Just when he was in a daze, Wen Xun and Wen Ze cooperated and shot Bach's legs one after the other. Hit over, ah, Bach to the end, the nephew was thrown to the ground heavily.

Before Susan ran over, Wen Ze had already picked up his nephew from the ground.

Fu Jun knelt on the ground and hugged the fallen Ji Yan, "Why are you so stupid?"

Seeing her nephew running over by Wen Ze's hug, Ji Yan burst out laughing, the gun in her hand fell to the ground, Ji Yan stared at Fu Jun's face, she coughed, and said slowly: "I know, if I'm dead, you'll take care of my nephew, right?"

How could Ji Yan shoot at Jun?

She would rather take a shot at herself than attack the person she loves deeply.

Ji Yan also knew that if she died without her nephew, Fu Jun would definitely not be able to survive, but in order to raise her nephew, Fu Jun would definitely work hard to survive.

Tears fell from the eyes, Ji Yan lay in Fu Jun's arms, she had to close her eyes due to the great pain, Fu Jun couldn't help saying: "Yanyan, don't sleep, don't sleep."

Hearing his voice, Ji Yan suddenly laughed, "I still remember the last time you were hurt, I just yelled, telling you not to sleep, don't sleep, I didn't expect it to be so long before you treated me like this said."

Ji Yan coughed twice, dragging the severe pain from the wound, she grabbed Fu Jun's arm, "If, if I die, you must raise my nephew, let him grow up, let him walk the right path, don't, don't let He followed Susan, you know?"

Fu Jun carried Ji Yan into the car, and he desperately said: "You will not die, you will not die, no one will see your nephew after you die, he is your nephew, not mine, I have no obligation , so you must not die."

Ji Yan looked at Fu Jun's flustered expression. Fu Jun's emotions can only be expressed when he meets Ji Yan. Looking at Fu Jun who is enduring sadness, Ji Yan's eyes are dim with tears. down.

Ji Yan panted heavily, Fu Jun quickly lowered his head when he saw that, he put Ji Yan's hand on his face, "Yanyan, don't sleep, the hospital will be here soon, and my nephew will also be sent to the hospital, you have to see He, and he has not cried, I am worried that he will be stimulated, these things need you to do, you must be determined to survive."

Ji Yan's mind was already in a state of confusion. Listening to Fu Jun's voice, she murmured: "Yes, I will not die, I will live on. You need me, and my nephew also needs me."

After finishing speaking, Ji Yan passed out completely.

The bullet passed through her shoulder. In the absolute tension and situation, she had no way to fake it. For the one she loved, Ji Yan risked her life.

This is what it is to love someone, even if you die, you still hope that the other person will survive.

Fu Jun desperately shook Ji Yan's body, but Ji Yan couldn't hear her anymore.

Less than a month ago, it was Ji Yan standing outside the operating room door, anxiously waiting for Fu Jun in the operating room.

Now, the two have switched. Fu Jun stood at the door, looking at the words "operating room", his fists clenched tightly, his mind was full of images of Ji Yan pointing the gun at him.

He never knew that it was impossible for Ji Yan to shoot.

But Fu Jun never thought that Ji Yan would use this method to divert Bach's attention.

Time passed by, and Fu Jun stood motionless at the door, like a stone sculpture. His eyes were filled with anger, sadness, and strong self-blame and reluctance.