"...Don't be impulsive." Lu Zixiao swallowed his saliva, staring closely at his hand holding the dagger, "Put the knife down first."
Lu Jiaming tried his best to control the trembling of his voice and murmured, "Brother, please leave quickly. Don't worry about me. Go, go..."
"Where the hell am I going?!"
Lu Zixiao roared, then pretended to be calm and comforted him: "Don't talk, brother won't abandon you, don't be afraid"
A subtle hint of resentment flashed across A-Liu's eyes, and he said in a harsh tone, "What a deep brotherly love, but... that's all!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the dagger in his hand moved, and the sharp blade instantly left a scar on Lu Jiabai's fair neck, and the blood was extremely glaring.
Lu Zixiao's breathing stagnated, his heartbeat almost stopped in fear, and he shouted, "Stop!"
"Alu, stop! Don't move!"
Lu Zixiao looked at Lu Jiaming, his eyes filled with complicated and tangled emotions. When he saw that A Liu's hand was about to move again, he closed his eyes and clenched his hands into fists at his sides.
He seemed to have finally given up something, his body tense, and his trembling voice was filled with suppressed pain and shame.
"...Let my brother go," Lu Zixiao gritted his teeth and whispered, "I'll do as you say."
"No!!" Lu Jiaming shouted in despair, tears instantly bursting out.
A Liu finally put down the dagger, and a very satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Very good, Lu Zixiao, you are very sensible."
"Which is more important, innocence or life? We still have to make it clear, right?"
"No, brother!" Lu Jiaming's face was covered with tears, and he cried out at the top of his lungs, "Don't agree to him, brother! I beg you, no! No!!!"
Lu Zixiao raised his eyes to look at him, forced a smile, and comforted him softly: "Don't be afraid, Jiaming, you go first, I will be back later"
Lu Jiaming shook his head frantically. Looking at the sadness on Lu Zixiao's face, his heart ached so much that he almost died on the spot.
“No…no no!!!”
Lu Jiaming struggled to free himself from the restraints on his hands and feet. He didn't care even when his wrists and ankles were rubbed by the ropes. He kept crying heartbreakingly, "I beg you, I beg you, don't hurt my brother..."
"Don't touch him! I'll do anything, please..."
In the past ten years of his life, Lu Jiaming had never cried so ungracefully, nor had he begged anyone in a humble manner, but he had no other choice now.
If kowtowing could make A Liu and the others let Lu Zixiao go, he would be willing to do so.
It was not until today that he understood that the saying "a man has knees of gold" only came about when he had never encountered a disaster or a life-or-death situation.
Dignity, face, justice... He doesn't want any of them anymore. At this moment, he just wants Lu Zixiao to be safe.
His voice became hoarse from shouting, his vision became increasingly blurred by tears, and he was surrounded by an endless feeling of powerlessness.
Two strong men helped him untie the rope and carried him out. Lu Jiaming was still struggling with all his strength, constantly turning his head to look at Lu Zixiao's back.
"Brother! Brother! Don't do that! No way!!"
"Brother...brother, think about your sister-in-law! What would he do if something happened to you?"
Lu Zixiao listened to what he said silently, but could not give any response or action.
He cannot act rashly until Lu Jiaming successfully leaves here, and he must also find a way to delay time before the police arrive.
But with so many people around, how can he maintain his innocence and escape as much as possible...
Lin Ze, I'm a little scared...
You bastard, why don’t you come yet?
If I really couldn't resist and betrayed you, would you blame me?
Just when Lu Zixiao's mind was extremely confused, he suddenly heard the sound of the factory door being opened, and Lu Jiaming's shouting was getting farther and farther away from him.
The two strong men seemed to be particularly anxious. As soon as the door opened, they threw Lu Jiaming out and then quickly locked the door again.
Lu Jiaming groaned in pain from falling to the ground, but he had no time to rest. He rolled and crawled to his knees at the door, knocking hard with both hands.
"Don't hurt my brother! A-Liu! I'll do whatever you ask me to do. I won't refuse. Please let my brother go! Please let him go!!"
"You can beat me, scold me, or even kill me if you want. I only ask you to return my brother to me..."
“Give it back to me…”
Lu Jiaming sat on the ground exhausted, his whole body pale, his face covered with tears and snot, and he looked extremely miserable.
He raised his hand and slapped himself twice.
He really regretted it.
Why did he quarrel with Lu Zixiao? He knew his eldest brother's temper very well, and he also knew that his eldest brother was worried about him, but he insisted on holding on to that insignificant stubbornness, as if admitting his mistake would mean losing.
Why do you have to be so brave and step into the trap?
What you're saying about proving yourself, what you're saying about protecting your family, bullshit! Lu Jiaming, you're a complete idiot!
He kept cursing himself in his heart. He hated his impulsive and blindly confident self, and finally realized that he was simply incapable of protecting others. His little skill was insignificant in the face of real danger.
At this moment, he lost miserably.
Regret, self-blame, guilt, grief... countless negative emotions instantly enveloped him, making him feel like he had lost his soul, like a broken doll.
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