My beautiful boss with a poisonous tongue: Abuse

Chapter 876 Eat My Flesh Drink My Blood
Mo Han Diao couldn't see the specific situation from below, but only knew that Yang Ruohui was going to do something bad to me. She was so anxious that she desperately shouted "don't hurt him, don't hurt him" or something like that.

Mo Han's screams stimulated Yang Ruohui's cold-blooded nerves even more, aroused his whole spirit, and accelerated the speed of his falling.

The knife was raised and lowered, and the knife pierced into my left arm impartially.

The reason why Mo Han and I did not fall off the cliff was that we were climbing the big rock with this left hand. As long as my left hand let out a little force, Mo Han and I would surely fall into the abyss.

Therefore, I could only watch helplessly as Yang Ruohui's dagger pierced my arm, but I couldn't do anything, and I didn't even have a chance to pull him down with me.

I'm ready to bear this knife, why not just pierce a hole in my arm, I'm afraid of a wool, come on, I clenched my teeth instinctively, absolutely not letting myself scream out.

Yelling at the enemy is an act of cowardice, and I, Ye Chutian, will never do it.

The dagger pierced my skin and then into my muscles, and continued to move forward until it hit a hard object, which should be a bone.

After hitting the bone, the dagger slowed down slightly and slid to one side, piercing through the muscles and skin on the other side.

The piercing pain swept through my big heart, and I almost couldn't hold my breath, it hurts, it really fucking hurts.

Cold sweat came out of my forehead and flowed down my cheeks and chin, and then fell drop by drop onto Mo Han's face. My teeth were about to be crushed by me, and I was stunned by the pain. None of them shouted out.

I, Ye Chutian, will not surrender to anyone, even if I die.

The pain made my eyes dark and blurred, and my eyes were wet with cold sweat, which affected my vision and consciousness to a certain extent.

"Tsk tsk." Yang Ruohui sneered, and pulled out the dagger with a whoosh. The dagger was covered with my blood and the bits of meat I brought out. The bloody scene was as terrifying as it could be.

Yang Ruohui put the dagger on his lips, licked it, and said with a smile: "I vowed to eat your flesh and drink your blood, hahaha, today I finally got my wish, I am so happy."

"Animal—animal." I was trembling with pain, my hands were not strong enough, and I could no longer bear the weight of me and Mo Han.

My body has reached its limit. Even without Yang Ruohui's knife, I can't last long, at most ten minutes.

Yang Ruohui's knife hastened the exhaustion of my physical strength, and I couldn't lift the strength in my left hand at all, so I just struggled instinctively for the last time.

I don't want to die, and I don't even want Mo Han to die. I firmly hold on to the big rock with the last ounce of my will to live.

Yang Ruohui lit a cigarette again, snorted coldly and said, "Ye Chutian, you are so fucking kind, so you don't make a sound like this, no matter what, I won't make things difficult for you anymore, just watch your blood drop by drop slowly slowly Drain it and then fall into a pile of mud, hum, let's see how long you can hold on like a dog."

Because my injured arm needed strength to climb the rock, the blood circulation in my body was accelerated, and a column of blood sprayed out from my arm and sprinkled on the nearby rocks.

I gritted my teeth and persisted, my arm was getting weaker and weaker, and the last trace of thought was far away from me. Suddenly I let go, and Mo Han and I fell rapidly into this abyss.

My consciousness at that time was completely blurred, and the shadow of death hung over my heart.

Am I done?
There is always a voice in my heart calling out: Han Han, I’m sorry for causing you to fall into a pile of mud with me; Manyu, my favorite woman, goodbye.

Mo Han fainted from the horror just now. She didn't leave my body, and I clamped her instinctively with my legs. Just a kind of inertia or instinct.

Mo Han and I fell less than ten meters away, and suddenly my waist was entangled by a thick vine above me, and I instinctively clung to this vine.

Then I heard a burst of gunfire above, which stopped for a while, and calm was restored on the cliff.

"Shadow, come with me to bring the eldest lady and Ye Chutian up."

"Yes."

My body rose slowly. The other party did not dare to pull too hard, and pulled up little by little. After about a minute or two, Mo Han and I were rescued by a man and a woman.

This man is at least fifty years old, with a vicissitudes of life and dark skin, but he is strong in spirit, especially his eyes, like eagles and falcons, are as piercing and shining.

The woman was about my age, in her thirties, and she was a very beautiful woman.I was drowsy and wanted to sleep. The beauty saw that I was unconscious and said worriedly: "Master, Ye Chutian seems to be going into a coma. Are you okay?"

The man checked my injuries and said lightly:

"It's okay. He just lost a lot of blood, and he's relieved of energy, so he'll be fine after a short rest."

"Where's Miss?"

"Miss is fine. She was too frightened and passed out."

After hearing these sounds in my ears, I fell asleep. My eyelids were too heavy, and I fell asleep as soon as I closed them.

I slept for a while, and when I woke up, I found myself lying on a piece of grass, and Mo Han was sleeping not far from me. She was covered with a thick dress, and I also found two black shadows Stand by us.

I got up with a whoosh, ready to attack at any time, I thought these two shadows were Yang Ruohui and his men.

"Oops." There was an inexplicable pain in my arm, and I was so weak that I fell onto the grass with my left arm in my arms.

"Chutian, what's the matter with you?" A fragrant body half-kneeled in front of me, asking me with concern.

So close at hand, let me see her true face clearly at once.

Ah!
Yu Xi, it's Yu Xi!

This slender black figure turned out to be Yu Xi, why did Yu Xi get mixed up with Yang Ruohui?
I was about to ask Yu Xi when, out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of a black figure standing beside Mo Han looking at me. He was not Yang Ruohui, but the man I saw before I fell into a coma.

"Are you awake?" the black-faced man asked me calmly with a tense face.

"Who are you?" I just woke up, my brain was not sober and I was still in a daze, so I asked such a silly question.

"Chutian, he is my master, nicknamed Hawkeye." Yu Xi supported me and quickly explained, lest I misunderstand that his master was hostile to me and Mo Han.

"You are Hawkeye?" Hawkeye's name was like thunder, because I was too surprised, I asked a stupid question again, and after asking, I was a little annoyed, really stupid, Yu Xi has explained it, can there be a lie.

Hawkeye said lightly: "You were exhausted just now, you should talk less and rest for a while."

Hawkeye didn't seem to like me very much, and didn't like to talk to me, but stared at Mo Han in his sleep with a distressed expression.

(End of this chapter)