Ming Lang frowned and said, "Brother Zhan!"

Qi Zhan said with a stern face, "Stop talking nonsense, if you keep blabbering, everyone will die!"

Ming Lang pursed his lips and looked at Qi Zhan with a deep look, his eyes surging.

He is an orphan. When he was ten years old, he was brought back to the Qi family by Qi Jinxiang and trained him to be a highly skilled personal bodyguard. The idea that was instilled in him since he was a child is that unless he dies, nothing will happen to Qi Zhan!

Everyone regards him as Qi Zhan's bodyguard, only Qi Zhan regards him as a brother. In the face of life and death, he will never use him as a shield, but will share life and death with him. This is why Mingming is willing to die for Qi Zhan!

Ming Lang gritted his teeth and finally gave in. He started the car calmly and stepped on the accelerator.

Because one of the tires was punctured, the steering and balance of the vehicle were poor, so the car almost floated and was ejected.

Qiao Xingcan was thrown into Qi Zhan's arms. Qi Zhan's right arm hugged her tightly. She pressed her face against Qi Zhan's heart and could clearly hear his strong heartbeat.

Qi Zhan took the opportunity to comfort her gently in her ear, "Don't be afraid. After Minglang and I get out of the car, lock the door and stay in the car!"

Qiao Xingcan clutched his shirt tightly, raised her head to look at him, her eyes turned red in an instant, she shed tears in front of Qi Zhan for the first time, her voice couldn't stop trembling, "You must... .return!"

She actually wanted to say that you must come back alive, but under this situation, the word "alive" seemed to be imprisoned, making people deliberately want to avoid it.

As the car drove out, it knocked away several people at the front of the car. Mingming drove the car into the woods on the right as hard as he could, while continuously honking the horn to remind the bodyguards in the car behind to prepare for a fight!

After a few more bang-bang bang-bang gunshots, all four tires of the car burst, and the entire car body sank suddenly.

Ming Lang stepped on the brakes, turned around and looked deeply at Qi Zhan, and the two nodded to each other.

The car door was opened, and a gust of wind blew in. Qi Zhan quickly got out of the car, and the fabric of the shirt in Qiao Xingcan's hand slipped away from her fingertips. It took her two seconds to come to her senses, and raised her hand to lock the four doors. A car door.

Her whole body was shaking uncontrollably, not because she was afraid of death, but because she was afraid that something might happen to Qi Zhan.

The banging and banging sounds were endless, obviously more intensive than before.

Qiao Xingcan's legs and feet felt weak, and she hated herself for being so useless. She clenched her chattering teeth, clenched her fists and punched her legs several times, hitting her bones. The pain hit her, and she felt that she regained consciousness in her legs and feet.

She crawled limply from the left side to the right side, her whole face pressed against the car window, trying to find Qi Zhan's figure.

Less than half a minute later, four or five figures were already lying in a mess not far from the car.

From a distance, Qiao Xingcan could only see the longing figures under the cover of trees, but could not tell which one was Qi Zhan, let alone whether he was still intact.

Her heart was in her throat, her face was pale, and her lips were bloodless. Her eyes widened, but they were soon covered with tears. She raised her hand to wipe them away, and soon they filled her eyes again.

It is said that one can best see one's own heart at the moment of life and death. Qiao Xingcan didn't know how important Qi Zhan was to her until now!Not just the kind of like that you have a good impression of, but the kind of like that feels like losing half your life without him.

What should she do if Qi Zhan doesn't come back?Qiao Xingcan felt so distressed just thinking about it that he couldn't breathe.

She had never been superstitious, but at this moment, she was half-lying and half-kneeling on the leather seat, closing her eyes tightly, silently praying to the gods and Buddhas in the sky to bless Qi Zhan, Mingming, and bless everyone to come back safe and sound!

As she prayed devoutly for several minutes, the gunshots became farther and farther away and became less frequent, until eventually the whole forest fell into silence.

Qiao Xingcan's heart almost stopped beating. She knew that there were only two possibilities at the moment, either one side would win or both sides would perish together.

No matter which one it was, it was enough to make her blood surge instantly, her head seemed to be deprived of oxygen, and she was so dizzy that she could hardly hold on.

She gasped for air and stared out the window without blinking, praying that Qi Zhan would appear in the next second.

Maybe her prayers really worked. God has mercy on her. Finally, half a minute later, a tall figure staggered out of the woods diagonally in front of her. He could not see it at all in the night, dozens of meters away. Who is the Qing figure, but secretly she thinks it is Qi Zhan!

Qiao Xingcan reached for the car door without hesitation. Her legs and feet were weak, and she fell straight out of the car.

The car is like a closed safe space. Apart from sound, Qiao Xingcan cannot intuitively feel any danger from the outside world. Until this moment, the strong smell of blood and the smell of earth poured into her nasal cavity, as if to remind her of this. Everything was not a dream, it really happened!

Qiao Xingcan struggled to get up and ran towards the slow-moving figure with all her strength. Every step was like stepping on cotton. In just a few dozen steps, she fell down three or four times.

From a distance of five or six meters, he finally saw clearly who the depressed figure was in the night. Qiao Xingcan breathed a sigh of relief and felt like he was alive, but his whole body was still shaking uncontrollably.

Qi Zhan's face turned pale, and he was holding his left abdomen tightly with his left hand. Qiao Xingcan slowly saw the blood continuously spilling from the fingers of his left hand.

"Are you injured?" She felt her heart tightening at first, then rushed forward, put Qi Zhan's right arm on her shoulder, and supported him with her body.

Although he was still shaking, his whole body slowly calmed down inexplicably.

Qi Zhan frowned, but he still comforted her with a gentle voice, "Don't worry, we missed the vital point!"

Qiao Xingcan took a few breaths, forcing herself to keep her head clear. She took off her shirt in a few seconds and tied it on Qi Zhan's injured area with skillful movements.

She lowered her head to help him bandage it. Qi Zhan lowered his eyes and saw that she was only wearing a black sports bra. Her back was straight and she had a slender figure. She seemed to have a thin waist that could be easily broken, but there were obvious signs of it. Abs and mermaid lines.

Different from what I accidentally saw in the bathroom last time, Qiao Xingcan's whole body at this moment was filled with a kind of sassy sexiness.

Qiao Xingcan put Qi Zhan's arm around his shoulders again, and squeezed out a low and trembling voice from his throat, "Where's Mingming?"

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