Quickly wear the evil girl, hug the heroine's thigh tightly and make a ball of love

Lu Yue's vision was blurry, her whole body felt dizzy, and her shoulders hurt so much.

Her lips trembled slightly, and she struggled to say a word, "Sangmo, am I going to die?"

Song Mo subconsciously replied, "No, absolutely not."

Lu Yue really felt like she was about to die, not only because of being shot, but also because the toxins in her body seemed to have spread due to the stimulation of the gunshot wound.

She bit her lip tightly, insisting on not letting herself pass out, and murmured:

"Sangmo, do you really not like me at all?"

Sammo...

silence...

He didn't know how to answer, maybe he liked it, right?

Lu Yue smiled bitterly and fainted after knowing the answer.

......

Vehicles were originally prohibited from entering the black market, but as the owner of the black market, Sang Mo had the final say on what the rules were.

A black car drove through Jiudaowu Street at high speed, and the car behind it also passed by at high speed.

Within a few minutes, another black off-road vehicle passed through Jiudaowu Street at a speed no less than the first two.

Hearing the sound of cars in the black market for the first time, the shopkeepers on Jiudaowu Street were full of curiosity. This was really the first time a bolt from the blue came to them.

Qiansu was in his shop and looked out the window when he heard the sound of another car passing by.

This familiar car, familiar license plate number.

"A clear dream?"

Looking in this direction, it must be Sangmo's villa!

Something must have happened, he'd better go and have a look!

Sang Mo parked the car outside the villa, hugged Lu Yue and hurried back to the room, leaving a trail of blood behind him.

That was Lu Yue's blood. The blood from his shoulder dripped down his arm and fell to the ground.

After putting the person on the bed, he stood beside the bed with a solemn expression and looked at the person with his eyes closed tightly. The aura around him was gloomy and terrifying.

Within 2 minutes, A Bing Amu also came back and hurried to Lu Yue's room.

When they went upstairs, looking at the blood on the ground, their hearts trembled, fearing that something would happen.

A Bing asked weakly: "Boss, sister-in-law... do you want to tell her sister?"

Song Mo stared at the little person on the bed, whose face became increasingly pale, "No, she will be here soon."

On the way back, he called Lu Qingmeng and briefly explained the matter.

Sure enough, after a while, before anyone saw Lu Qingmeng, she heard her angry and cursing voice coming from downstairs.

"Sang Mo, you are a bitch, you are so stubborn, I can't fucking spare you."

The scolding reached the door of the room, and Lu Qingmeng's anxious and irritable figure appeared. Next to her was her master Lin Qiyao, carrying two large boxes in his hands.

She pushed Song Mo away with a sullen face and checked her sister's injury.

The bullet was completely immersed in the skin. If you want to remove it, you can only dig it out or cut the surrounding skin and pinch it out.

Lu Qingmeng was so angry that he was about to explode. He pointed at Sang Mo’s nose and cursed:

"Didn't you keep swearing that you would protect my sister? What happened? Is this how you protected me?"

"All the people I sent to follow my sister were thrown away by you. Is your purpose to get my sister injured and die in an accident?"

"What do you mean by standing behind my sister? You are behind her, and that's how you are? This time you are really standing behind my sister, asking her to block your gun. Do you know that she...forget it? .”

Lu Qingmeng gritted her teeth and couldn't talk about her sister's poisoning.

Sang Mo clenched his fists and didn't refute a word.

Amu was supported by A Bing, his face full of guilt.

"Miss Lu, you can't blame the boss for this matter. It was my inability to protect the boss and sister-in-law that allowed the bad guys to succeed and asked the sister-in-law to block the gun for the boss."

Lu Qingmeng glanced at him and said nothing.

"You all get out, I want to get bullets for my sister."

A Bing supported A Mu and left the room first.

After Lin Qiyao put down the medicine box, he asked his apprentice to call him if he had anything to do, and then went out.

Sang Mo didn't move, just looked at Lu Yue quietly.

Lu Qingmeng glared at him angrily, "What are you looking at? Why don't you go out and wait for me to broadcast it live to you?"

Just then, he turned around leisurely, left the room with extremely low air pressure around him, and closed the door.

Lu Qingmeng put on gloves, took out anesthetic from the medical kit and injected it into her sister's arm.

She cut off her clothes and cleaned up the blood stains that had smeared across her chest, and found that the poisonous lines had spread a lot.

While putting the necessary scalpels and gauze beside him, he thought casually.

"Xiaoyue, why do you think you are doing this? You have toiled yourself like this for a man. If I had known this, I shouldn't have let you go. I should have stolen Huo Jinxiang's location and taken you with me. Take it away directly.”

"I went abroad once. Within a month, the poisonous marks spread and I was shot. I was still in such a dangerous position. How should I explain to my parents when I return to China?"

Lu Qingmeng waited for a while, the anesthetic had probably taken effect.

After disinfecting the area around the bullet's mouth, he gently opened the skin with a scalpel, took out the bullet with tweezers and threw it aside, and immediately sewed the wound shut.

After applying Master's own medicated powder around the wound, he bandaged his left shoulder.

After finishing all this, an hour has passed.

She gently wiped the cold sweat from Lu Yue's forehead, covered her with a quilt, packed the medicine box, gently closed the door and went downstairs.

In the living room on the first floor, the injuries on Sang Mo and Amu were treated and bandaged by Lin Qiyao.

Song Mo was still in a gloomy and gloomy mood, sitting on the sofa expressionless.

Amu, on the other hand, was already smiling in his heart.

Being able to let old Mr. Lin Qiyao treat and bandage himself would be worth his while.

In addition to Sang Mo, Lin Qiyao, and A Bing Amu, there is another person in the living room, Qiansu.

Seeing Lu Qingmeng coming downstairs, Sang Mo finally had an expression.

He stood up and looked at Lu Qingmeng, "How is Lu Yue...how is she?"

"It's okay, the bullet has been successfully removed."

Song Mo lowered his eyes and pursed his lips. He didn't know what he was thinking. He looked very confused. After a moment of silence.

He solemnly said: "This matter is my fault. It is all my fault. I will be responsible for Lu Yue."

A Bing Amu: "Σ(⊙▽⊙"a"

Qiansu: “(⊙o⊙)…”

Lin Qiyao: "..."

Lu Qingmeng sneered coldly and said disdainfully: "Responsible? Humph."

What's the use of saying this now?

late.

Everything has happened, and the damage done to my sister is irreparable.

At this time, A Bing's cell phone rang, and after answering the phone, his face became worse and worse.

After hanging up the phone, he looked at everyone.

"Boss, our people have found out that the second wave of killers are not Art's men, but professional killers from a killer organization called God's Blood."

"But our people haven't found out who hired the killer."

Qiansu was stunned, God's blood?Why is this name so familiar?