Repeatedly jumping on the edge of death

An Yi was hugged by the waist, his head was dizzy, and because of his absorption of drugs, it seemed that He Jingtian was quite aggressive in drugging himself.

An Yi was not in a hurry to resist, it was important to recover his strength first.

He Jingtian didn't realize that the person under his arms had woken up, and was still chatting with the phone in his hand.

"Hey! Come to my house tonight, I brought a good thing."

"Yes, yes, yes! The one I got from Shi Lian's hands, it looks absolutely punctual."

"It looks like it's guaranteed to be a blast tonight!"

An Yi huddled in He Jingtian's arms, the nausea from the bottom of his heart made him seem to get up and finish him now.

He Jingtian didn't understand what it means to be sympathetic, so he threw him in the back seat as soon as he opened the car door.

The moment the door was closed, An Yi let out a painful breath, and his head hit the opposite handrail firmly.

After driving the car for a long time, He Jingtian never took his eyes off An Yi.

After a while, I couldn't take it anymore.

"Have you seen enough?" An Yi opened his eyes and stared at He Jingtian.

He Jingtian was not too surprised. He turned his eyes to the rearview mirror and met An Yi, and chuckled, "Good evening."

"Oh" An Yi gave He Jingtian a blank look.

"How long have you been by Shilian's side?" He Jingtian asked.

An Yi looked at He Jingtian in the rearview mirror, his amber pupils seemed to be hunting prey, but his voice was soft and soft.

"one day."

"Yohe!" He Jingtian's pupils widened, as if he had discovered a new world, "What? It's uncomfortable to be thrown away by Shilian?"

"No..." An Yi didn't bother to answer, did Shi Lian throw him away?impossible!Shilian will not abandon him, after all, there is still a contract.

He Jingtian frowned slightly, his voice suddenly became cold, "You still want to go back?"

An Yi's body froze, her fingertips tightened slightly, and her lips were tightly closed.

A smile appeared at the end of He Jingtian's eyes, and he said gloomyly, "Isn't it just a bed companion, you still want to go back?"

An Yi stared at He Jingtian in the rearview mirror, "I'm not."

He Jingtian laughed a few times, "You think Shi Lian would want someone who slept with someone else?"

"You think I'm going to sleep with you?" An Yi's tone became more serious.

For some reason, when He Jingtian uttered Shilian's name, he always wanted to go up and beat him up.

He Jingtian seemed to have heard some joke, the corners of his eyes sank, "You can try to run."

As soon as the words were finished, the car stopped. It was a villa on the hillside, and He Jingtian's car was followed by several black cars.

Afraid it was a bodyguard or something, An Yi pursed his lips and laughed, how afraid of death is this Goubi He Jingtian?

The strength has almost recovered, but at least He Jingtian can't find out.

Thus, An Yi, who looked weak, was carried on He Jingtian's shoulders.

The soft abdomen ached sharply on the bony shoulders.

In order to amuse the person on his body, He Jingtian put his arms around his waist loosely on it.

In order not to let himself fall, the people above had to hold on tightly with both hands.

In order not to make Shi Lian angry, An Yi still prefers to listen to He Jingtian's words, so he endured it!

Along the way, passing by many rooms, An Yi observed the structure of the rooms so that he could run quickly.

It wasn't until the end of the corridor on the second floor that He Jingtian stopped and pressed a few codes on the wall.

What followed was a beam of red light. As soon as he entered the room, An Yi's pupils, who was lying on He Jingtian's back, trembled.

The complete set of tools here is outrageous, and there are even some knives that can be seen everywhere, An Yi can't help but tighten his body.

Feeling the slight tremor of the person on his shoulder, He Jingtian smiled even more presumptuously.

"Haven't you ever done it with Shilian? Shilian should be worse than me."

Hearing what He Jingtian said, An Yi really wanted to get up and slap him twice, Shi Lian wouldn't be so crazy to light the room with red light!

Just staring blankly, followed by a burst of pain, An Yi was thrown heavily onto the chair in front of her.

The collision behind caused An Yi to cough a few times physiologically, and tears were forced out of the end of his eyes.

With red eyes, chestnut hair with natural curly hair, and off-white sweater, he looks like a rabbit waiting to be fed.

He Jingtian couldn't bear it anymore, stepped forward to clamp An Yi's hands, and fixed them on top of his head, his tone was bloodthirsty.

"Damn it, I fucked you first."

An Yi could see that the eyes of the man named He Jingtian in front of him were bloodshot.

He Jingtian was pulling on An Yi's loose sweater like a lunatic, and An Yi sat on the stool and looked at the wild dog as if he were mentally retarded.

Seeing that He Jingtian was about to make the next move, An Yi's expression turned cold, and he kicked He Jingtian's crotch.

"what!"

A miserable chicken crow came up from under his feet, and He Jingtian knelt on the ground tremblingly, clutching his crotch.

Taking advantage of this moment, An Yi loosened one of the belts on his hand.

He Jingtian gritted his teeth, stood up shaking his body, clenched his fist and threw it at An Yi's face.

With one hand still untied, An Yi had no choice but to give up, and grabbed the pole above his head to lift himself up. He Jingtian staggered and lay down on the stool.

He Jingtian was furious, and his tone was a little impatient, "Damn it! Come down for me!".

An Yi didn't take it seriously, and said indifferently, "And then?".

Listening to An Yi's answer, He Jingtian smiled instead of anger, and stretched out his hand to hold something behind his waist.

"Know what this is?"

"Gun" An Yi was still concentrating on the belt on his hands.

He Jingtian frowned, took out the gun and pointed it at An Yi's head, "I'll give you a chance, please be good to me, I won't kill you."

"Have you finished talking?" An Yi exhaled, pulled his hand out of the belt, and looked at He Jingtian.

An Yi was not afraid of the gun on his head.

An Yi shrugged, "Mr. Shi gave me to you, it's just following the rules of the game, as to whether to listen to your words or not, that's my business."

He Jingtian raised the corners of his lips slightly, the rabbit in front of him seemed to be different from the others, this one was bolder.

"Do you think you can escape?" He Jingtian put away the gun, fingering the barrel, with a calm expression.

"Try?" An Yi stood under the window, with the tails of his eyes raised, and the bright moonlight outside the window poured in without hesitation, blurring the contours of his face and giving off a dangerous aura.

In the next second, An Yi fiercely clenched his fist and hit the corner of the window.

With a sound of "Bang!", while An Yi climbed over the window, He Jingtian also pulled/moved/triggered/the machine.

An Yi, who could have completely dodged the bullet, was hung on the glass by the torn loose sweater.

The bullet grazed the neck, and the high temperature instantly burned the black neck ring to pieces.

An Yi's eyes widened immediately, and his left hand subconsciously covered the hideous scar, the breath between his brows made one feel chilly.

The dark golden pupil looked at He Jingtian as if he was looking at a dead person, cold and terrifying, and the next moment, the broken glass in his hand pierced the neck of the man who was still in a daze.