After his wife left, Mr. Ye, who found the pregnancy test form, cried like crazy

Tang Yao frowned and said seriously: "Are you scared and confused? What does it mean to have the ability to protect yourself? Can you compete with men? Can you have peerless martial arts? Let's be real, you are not a god, you are a woman , and you are a pregnant woman, you feel guilty and blame yourself, the murderer is still at large, you can’t solve the problem by putting this guilt on yourself!”

Wen Ni blames herself for being too weak, while so many people on the other side want her life.

She couldn't resist, and she hurt others.

Tang Yao was right to say this. No matter how sad she was, the other party was still at large.

She hugged Tang Yao and leaned on her shoulder: "I'm afraid. I feel like this is not a simple kidnapping. I can't fight them!"

She had felt this fear in the trunk.

It put enough pressure on her physically and mentally.

Tang Yao relaxed his brows and comforted Wen Ni very gently: "Don't be afraid, I will be by your side, we will face it together and solve the problem."

Wen Ni is also trying to calm down the fear in her heart. No matter how fragile she is, she will face it one day. Besides, the red-haired woman has some kind of entanglement with her.

Wen Ni vaguely had such an idea.

She blurted out those words on the bridge, which does not mean she remembered anything.

But the space in the trunk was dark and turbid, making her feel a sense of fear.

The moment she saw the red silk, she spoke based on her feelings.

But Hong Silk's expression and her words clearly showed that she had really experienced it.

These are all things that Wen Ni doubts and cannot answer.

It seemed like she had really been locked up in a dark room.

No wonder she's scared.

Wen Ni sat outside and waited for a long time. When it got dark and late at night, there were not many people outside.

The operation lasted eight hours.

The longer the time, the more serious it is.

Wen Ni was exhausted both physically and mentally, and she didn't dare to sleep. As soon as she fell asleep, she was expecting bad news.

Finally, the operating lights went out.

Wen Ni immediately stood up from the chair and saw Ye Nanzhou coming out of the operating room while sleeping.

The doctors wrapped them tightly, but they could also see sweat on their faces.

It can be seen that this operation is a trip to hell.

Wen Ni asked: "Doctor, how is he?"

"The operation was successful, but the patient is not out of danger. We won't know until tomorrow whether he can wake up." The doctor said to Wen Ni.

The gentle heart was raised again, and she didn't dare to relax at all.

Ye Nanzhou was pushed into the ICU.

Wen Ni could only watch from a distance, looking at his pale face through the glass window.

Tang Yao stayed with Wen Ni all the time: "Ye Nanzhou Jiren has good fortune, he will be fine, and he will definitely wake up tomorrow!"

She believed that Ye Nanzhou would wake up.

Wen Ni said nothing, her heart was already in a mess.

She looked at Tang Yao and pretended that nothing was wrong: "You must be tired too, go back and rest."

Tang Yao said: "How can I sleep? I'd better stay here with you. I know you can't sleep either and will wait for him to wake up."

Wen Ni was not in the mood to rest, so she was even less in the mood to rest.

She was shaken by her kidnapping and was constantly worried that she had been taken away.

This hospital is not safe either.

Fortunately, Ye Nanzhou brought people from the army with him when he came back.

This also makes her feel safer.

Now, no one will take Wen Ni away openly.

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Snapped!

The sound of a whip hitting Hong Silk's body hard.

Every blow was a blow to death.

Hong Silk's body was covered with scars, but she endured it silently.

Perhaps this kind of life is a daily routine for her, and she doesn't even know the feeling of pain.

Eventually, she fell to the ground exhausted and unable to get up.

As her superior, Dao Man was drinking tea at the moment and didn't care about the fate of Hong Silk. Only when she fell down did he put down the teacup in his hand and stared at her with his sharp eyes: "You are Don’t you want to let that woman go on purpose?”

Hongsi was lying on the ground, but her eyes were open. She crawled forward hard and climbed to the sword man: "I didn't..."

But the sword man said: "You clearly wanted to throw her down, but you hesitated. I have to suspect that you have second thoughts."

Hong Silk's face was pale and a little embarrassed, and she grabbed the knife man's trouser leg with all her strength: "She was holding my hand. I couldn't throw it away even if I wanted to. Please forgive me this time. I will never miss it again next time." !”

The knife man kicked her away without mercy.

Hong Silk snorted twice. The strong smell of blood in her mouth made her feel nauseous, but what she wanted now was to survive: "It's self-defeating now. Your target is that man. He was shot and narrowly escaped death." , I can be regarded as having made a contribution."

Hearing the sound, the sword man walked up to Hong Silk again, stretched out his hand and pinched Hong Silk's chin, and said coldly: "You all have a low life. If I hadn't raised you, you wouldn't be alive now. "

Hong Silk endured the pain, clenched her fists tightly, and looked at him feebly: "I know, you are my adoptive father."

They were all raised by knife men.

But apart from awe and fear, they didn't have the slightest emotion towards the knife man.

They are just tools to make money.

They are clear.

If anything happens, they will just become victims.

Even so, they couldn't resist.

From the day their hands were stained with blood, they were worse than rats crossing the street and could only hide in dark corners and eke out an existence.

They want to live under the sun, but they have no chance.

The sword man narrowed his eyes and asked coldly: "Where is Ye Wuyou?"

He had to suspect that they had second thoughts. He hadn't seen them for a long time.

Just as he finished speaking, footsteps were heard in the silent space.

Very slowly, but heard very clearly.

The knife man knew who was coming when he heard the footsteps, and threw the red silk to the ground without mercy.

Hong Silk was so painful that she almost fainted.

But she had to keep her eyes open because she knew Ye Wuyou was coming.

Ye Wuyou was standing at the door, wearing a white coat with his hands in his pockets. He knew that this was a dangerous situation, but he didn't flinch.

The knife man whipped him directly.

Ye Wuyou didn't escape at all.

The whip struck Ye Wuyou's face, leaving a trace of blood on his delicate and enchanting face.

There was no emotion in Ye Wuyou's brown eyes.

In other words, he has no emotions, pain, no reaction, joy, and doesn't know where the joy comes from.

"You still know how to come back?" The knife man said sinisterly: "What have you been doing these days? Hongsi worked hard for you, but you are living there happily!"

Ye Wuyou calmly walked over to the sword man, looked at him and smiled: "This is where I went out, I should always come back here."

The knife man sat down and said again: "You didn't perform your mission!"

Ye Wuyou wrote lightly: "My task is not to dissect the human body?"

The sword man was still dissatisfied. He stared at Ye Wuyou with both hands and asked, "But I think your mind is wild. You won't want to betray me a long time ago, right?"

Hongsi was so frightened that she had to crawl over.

Ye Wuyou's cold and slender fingertips touched the sword man's face and continued to laugh: "What do you think?"

Hong Silk's face turned paler and she couldn't help but clenched her hands.