"Bang!" A gunshot rang out, and Jin Ye's gunshot brushed past Wen Xin's cheek, scaring Jun Mohan so much that he spat out a mouthful of blood, until he saw that she was fine.
Mr. Jin said coldly: "Hurry up, I don't want to waste time with you."
Jun Mohan clenched his fists and got towards his open legs. The arrogant man with a straight waist actually bent for a woman. Not to mention Mr. Jin, even Bo Jingshen who was hiding aside was shocked.
The setting sun shone on him, he lowered his eyes, tears fell, and just walked away.
No shame is as important as her.
Bo Jingshen wanted to stop them, but he saw the two bodyguards pointing their guns at the rope that hung Wen Xin. If he acted rashly, Wen Xin would fall off the cliff, killing three people.
He gritted his teeth in pain and could only wait for Wen Xin to come down from under the tree before attacking.
"Hahaha! My good little dog is good. Listen to me and lick my shoes clean."
"I'll put your bitch down once I've licked her clean."
As he spoke, Mr. Jin did not forget to touch Jun Mohan's head, as if he was petting him like a dog, and the bodyguards next to him were all laughing.
"good."
Jun Mohan lowered his head and his eyes turned cold. His hands that were resting on the ground moved slightly, and the pistol in his sleeve was grasped in his hand.
At this moment, he suddenly stood up at an extremely fast speed, threw Jin Ye over his shoulder and threw him to the ground. He then rolled over and rode on Jin Ye, pointing a gun at his head.
The bodyguards and Ge Qing were horrified. One of the bodyguards fired a gun, and the warm rope was almost broken.
Jun Mo shouted coldly, "If anyone dares to shoot, I will kill him now. At worst, we will die together."
Seeing this, Bo Jingshen sent a message to the people below and asked them to come up, and he also ran out at this time, pointing a gun at the bodyguards.
"Brother, please save my wife."
As soon as Bo Jingshen moved, the bodyguards surrounded him.
Jun Mohan was furious, and pressed his gun hard against Jin Ye's temple, "Tell your men to put down their guns and move aside, or I will send you to death."
"If you dare, shoot me. I will die, and none of you will survive. The one who will die the fastest is your wife."
Mr. Jin is not so easy to threaten. After all, he lives on swords and knives. How could anyone be scared by him?
Jun Mohan gritted his teeth, looked at the warmth in the air, and tears rolled down his cheeks. These tears touched everyone present.
He looked at Bo Jingshen and nodded to him, but Bo Jingshen disagreed and shook his head.
Wen Xin on the tree saw this scene and knew what Jun Mohan wanted to do. He wanted to use his own body as a bet to save her. Once he left Mr. Jin, those people would shoot and he would die.
No, he can't die.
This man loved me with his life, even if I died, it couldn't be him.
He had given so much to her, so much that she could never repay him.
This time it was her turn to protect him.
She looked at the rope on the tree that was almost broken by the bullet. As long as she struggled hard, the rope would break and she would fall off the cliff.
But as she fell, there was a tree near the edge of the cliff. The tree was as thick as an arm and could definitely support her body for a short period of time. It seemed that she had no choice but to take a gamble.
Just as Jun Mohan was about to shoot and pounce, she heard Wen Xin shouting urgently, "Hubby, I love you. You have always protected me. This time, it's my turn to protect you."
"Ah!" The rope broke and Wen Xin fell off the cliff.
She looked at him, eyes full of reluctance, her sight fell on the small tree on the edge of the cliff, which was her only hope of survival.
"don't want!"
Jun Mohan fired the gun and killed Mr. Jin, then watched Wen Xin fall, spurting out a mouthful of blood.
Bo Jingshen fired his gun at the bodyguards. The bodyguards obviously did not expect that their master would die, and they shot randomly with their guns like crazy.
Ge Qing was trembling with fear, and Li Yan came over and tried to take her away.
Jun Mohan held back his grief and shot many people to death with his gun, but Jin Ye's men kept coming in, and it was useless for the two of them alone. Fortunately, Xiao Lin arrived in the end.
Jun Mohan knelt on the edge of the cliff, his heart-wrenching voice echoing throughout the mountains until he heard a faint voice, "Husband, save me."
Jun Mohan's heart skipped a beat as if struck by lightning. The voices came intermittently, "Husband, save me."
"Wen Xin, where are you?"
Jun Mohan lay down and saw a tree below the cliff. Wen Xin was hanging there alone. The joy of regaining what he had lost made him unable to think too much. He shouted loudly, "Brother, come and save her."
Bo Jingshen ordered Xiaolin to tie up everyone, and ran over quickly, "What's going on?"
"My wife is still alive, save her."
Bo Jingshen also saw it and was very surprised, "Quick, hold my feet and I will go to save him."
"No, pull me and I'll go save you."
"No, it's dangerous. I've practiced it before," Bo Jingshen naturally disagreed.
Jun Mohan didn't care. He couldn't wait. For every minute Wen Xin was hanging on, his heart would stop for one minute and she would be in danger for one minute.
He leaned over and reached his hand down, leaning his upper body toward the bottom of the cliff, hanging his body completely vertically on the edge.
Bo Jingshen had no choice but to hold his feet tightly, for fear that he would fall.
Xiao Lin also came with three people.
Jun Mohan's face was already red, and he was almost able to pull her down, "Brother, please continue to push my body down."
"No, if you lose your grip again you will fall."
"hurry up!"
Jun Mohan urged furiously, and he was completely out of control. Wen Xin looked at him and cried as the blood flowed from the corner of his mouth: "Mohan, give up! You can't pull me up, I have no strength left."
"You are not allowed to say that," blood dripped as he opened his mouth and landed on Wen Xin's forehead.
Looking at his blue face, Wen Xin cried, "If you keep doing this for too long, you'll have a brain hemorrhage and die."
"Then I...can't possibly give up on you."
At this moment, Ge Qing broke free from the restraints and walked towards Jun Mohan. She picked up a big rock and wanted to smash him down.
Seeing this, Bo Jingshen shouted, "Xiaolin, be careful behind you."
Xiaolin raised his head, his hand still tight, and saw that the big rock in Ge Qing's hand did not hit Xiaolin, but Jun Mohan's head.
"Jun Mohan, you and Wen Xin both go to hell."
As the stone fell, gunshots rang out, and Xiao Lin's gun pierced Ge Qing's left chest, and the stone hit Jun Mohan's head with a loud bang.
Jun Mohan groaned and vomited blood.
"No, husband."
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