Quick Transmigration: The villain's little flirt is wild

Chapter 143 Punish the World 33.0
"Then now..." Zhao Yiru's expression was a little crazy, he grabbed Chi Mo's hand, stared at Qin Chen firmly, and said in a low tone, "tell your decision."

Chi Mo was annoyed at being dragged by him. If the task hadn't come to an end, it would be finished soon, and she appointed to kill this idiot.

Qin Yi took a step forward, his eyes flicked across Qin's father, extremely cold, as if he was looking at a stranger.

He looked at Chi Mo with a firm expression, "Chi Mo."

"Qin crepe! You bastard! I'm your father! How dare you!? Just because of this bitch who is ridden by thousands of people..." Qin's father struggled, cursed, his voice trembled, and he couldn't hide his fear.

Zhao Yiru clicked his tongue lightly, feeling impatient, he raised his gun, aimed at Father Qin, and pulled the trigger.

He smiled brightly, with a frightening curve at the corner of his mouth, staring at Qin crepe, trying to see other different colors from his face.

However, from the beginning to the end, Qin Chen never even shifted his gaze away. He looked at Chi Mo with a calm expression.

"Tsk." Zhao Yiru turned the gun around, rather bored, he thought he could see him struggling in pain, but unexpectedly he was unexpectedly cruel.

Seeing his biological father die in front of him, he didn't even move his eyelids.

That's right, if it was him who was a scum like that fat pig, it would only make his death worse.

As the gunshots rang out, the situation obviously became more tense. The leader of the police clenched his hands, with a sullen face, and silently gestured to the sniper.

There can be no more hostage casualties.

"Is our boat ready?" Captain Liao Zhi pulled the safety catch and fired a gun at Qin Chen's feet, stopping him from going forward.

"It's already been arranged." The negotiator stood beside Qin Chen, pointing to the medium-sized cruise ship in the sea, with a serious expression: "We have fulfilled all the requirements we promised, you should..."

Liao Zhi raised his gun, pointed it at the negotiators, and sneered, "We don't need to do anything."

As long as they were killed to break out of the encirclement, they would still have a chance to survive and come back, so how could they take the risk and hand over Chi Mo to them?
These cops are really stupid, they believe everything.

"Let him come here." Zhao Yiru ordered in a cold voice.

Liao Zhi frowned, and looked back at Zhao Yiru in disbelief.

Is he crazy?At this point in time, an unstable factor is allowed to exist.

"Mr. Zhao!" He couldn't help raising his voice, calling him loudly.

Zhao Yiru pointed the gun at him, pressed the corner of his mouth slightly, and looked stern and cold: "Liao Zhi, do you want to die?"

"I..." Liao Zhi clenched the gun in his hand, opened his mouth, gritted his teeth, and couldn't help cursing: "Damn, this lunatic!"

Qin Chen pulled down the negotiator's hand and walked towards Zhao Yiru. He stepped into their circle of influence without hesitation, with a straight back, steady steps, and no fear at all.

"What an idiot." Chi Mo coughed lightly, looked at Qin Crepe who was walking towards him, and pursed his lips slightly.

"How do you want him to die?" Zhao Yiru leaned on her neck, with a vicious tone, as if uttering a poisonous tongue of Xinzi, who must be retaliated, which is chilling.

Chi Mo counted the time in his mind, and when Qin Chen was about to walk in the middle, he suddenly bent his elbow and hit Zhao Yiru's abdomen, exhausting all his strength.

Zhao Yiru didn't expect that Chi Mo still had such spare strength, so he suddenly received this hard blow, the hand that imprisoned her relaxed for a moment, and he bent down reflexively.

"It's now! Open the gun!" The leader of the police saw the opportunity and ordered in a cold voice.

The sniper pulled the trigger almost as soon as he heard the sound.

The bullet grazed Zhao Yiru's shoulder, the powerful impact force and the force of the wind pierced his shoulder, and after the severe labor pain, it began to numb.

He let go of Chi Mo and turned back.

Chi Mo used up the little strength left, and after losing Zhao Yiru's restraint, he fell to the ground weakly, and the effect of the elixir began to weaken and gradually disappeared.

The system's alarm sounded: warning, warning, the host's vital signs were detected to be too low, and automatic repair has been activated. If there is no possibility of repair, it will automatically leave the world for mission assessment after death.

Over and over again tirelessly.

[Warning, warning, it is detected that the vital signs of the host are too low, and automatic repair has been turned on. If there is no possibility of repair, it will automatically leave the world for mission assessment after death. 】

She rolled around on the ground, her eyes turned black for a while, the damage inside caused her chest to churn, and her air was blocked and uncomfortable.

The loss of five senses made her unable to hear the sounds around her, and the strong dizziness in her head made her want to vomit.

"Open the gun!"

"We have to rush out! Only then can we survive!"

Under Liao Zhi's order, the defenders started firing guns, and the two sides exchanged fire. The bursts of gunfire made the originally quiet island noisy.

The police who had been ambushing in advance heard the movement and rushed out from the back mountain. Taking advantage of the chaos, they killed the defenders guarding the hostages and began to prevent the hostages from retreating in an orderly manner.

The sniper readjusted his position and aimed at Zhao Yiru again. He half-closed his eyes and aimed at his heart. When he pulled the trigger, a figure rushed towards Zhao Yiru.

He just wanted to stop shooting but it was too late, the bullet cut through the air and pierced straight into Liao Xue's chest.

Liao Xue hugged Zhao Yiru, groaned in pain, and slid down slowly.

The warm blood brought Zhao Yiru back to his senses, he subconsciously hugged Liao Xue, sat on the ground, looked at the blood on his hands with a blank and confused expression.

"Mr. Zhao..." Liao Xue breathed weakly, and blood gushed out from her chest continuously, staining her original white skirt into red.

She looked at Zhao Yiru persistently, with the corners of her mouth slightly hooked, trying to show the most beautiful smile at the last moment, but she looked pale because of her powerlessness. She stretched out her hand and gently traced his cheek, saying intermittently: "I... like... like ..."

Before she could finish her words, the light in her eyes dimmed, and her hands dropped powerlessly.

The person in his arms gradually became cold, and Zhao Yiru's fingers trembled slightly. He stretched out his hand and covered her chest, trying to stop the blood that kept pouring out, and helplessly murmured: "Liao Xue...Liao Xue..."

why?
Why save him?

Why would she save him?

He was confused and anxious, full of helplessness, like a child who lost his toy, sad and puzzled.

A drop of warm liquid dripped on Liao Xue's face, Zhao Yiru stared blankly at the tear, and wiped his face with his hand.

He cried?
Is it because of Liao Xue?

But why?

Liao Zhi, who was fighting, turned his head and saw Liao Xue lying lifeless in Zhao Yiru's arms. His eyes were tearing apart, and he shouted in despair: "Liao Xue!!!"

(End of this chapter)