Mu Liuyun's eyes widened, her face filled with disbelief. She never expected that Zhang Ruyu would appear here.
What surprised him even more was that this girl, who was usually as nice as a KTV princess, suddenly grabbed a sharp knife and stabbed him straight at him without saying a word.
“Sarilang!”
Someone shouted, and Mu Liuyun finally came to her senses, but it was too late to react.
At that critical moment, a figure rushed to her side like lightning and blocked the fatal blow with his body without hesitation.
"Yaqin!"
Mu Liuyun screamed in panic, and when he saw Chu Yaqin's figure fall to the ground in front of him, his heart seemed to stop beating for a moment.
Immediately afterwards, he rushed forward as if he had gone mad, and with all his might, he shoved Zhang Ruyu away.
Having lost the watermelon knife he was relying on, Zhang Ruyu was no match for Mu Liuyun. Mu Liuyun immediately pushed him backward, and the back of his head made intimate contact with the ground.
The intense pain did not stop Zhang Ruyu. She raised her head, her eyes, adorned with colored contact lenses, now filled with resentment and hatred.
She gritted her teeth and roared at Mu Liuyun, "Damn it, Mu Liuyun, it's all your fault, you bitch! If it weren't for you interfering and ruining my plans, I would have already reached the pinnacle of my life through live-streaming e-commerce!"
"I never expected that even in this dire situation, there would still be someone willing to risk their life to take a knife for you..."
Zhang Ruyu cursed viciously as she struggled to get up from the ground. However, the blow to the back of her head left her body completely unresponsive, and she could only remain slumped on the cold, hard floor, muttering incessantly, "Damn it, damn it! You all deserve to die..."
Mu Liuyun had no time to pay attention to Zhang Ruyu; at this moment, all he could think about was Chu Yaqin lying on the ground. Anyway, without the watermelon knife, Zhang Ruyu couldn't do anything.
Chu Yaqin lay motionless on the ground, the razor-sharp watermelon knife still deeply embedded in her stomach, a horrifying sight.
Mu Liuyun's hands trembled slightly as she carefully turned Chu Yaqin's body over so that she was lying flat.
This way, the watermelon knife can be prevented from causing further damage to more parts of Chu Yaqin's body to the greatest extent possible.
"Xiaoyun... I'm fine, really, I've practiced kung fu... cough cough cough..."
Despite the excruciating pain, Chu Yaqin forced a smile and spoke softly to Mu Liuyun, whose face was full of worry and whose eyes were red.
However, before she could finish speaking, a mouthful of blood suddenly spilled from the corner of her mouth, followed by a violent cough.
Although Chu Yaqin had been consistently exercising and her abs were clearly visible, she was still just a flesh-and-blood person. How could she possibly withstand that watermelon knife?
Otherwise, the people in the dungeon wouldn't be pursuing mechanical ascension.
"Stop talking! I'm calling 120 right now!"
"I'm frantic!" Mu Liuyun shouted anxiously. The moment he uttered those words, the phone he was clutching successfully dialed 120 for emergency medical assistance.
Standing not far behind them, Zhang Ruyu only realized at this moment as if waking from a dream that the person who had bravely shielded Mu Liuyun from the fatal blow was actually Chu Yaqin, another of her enemies.
"Hahahaha... Isn't this the famous President Chu?"
Zhang Ruyu suddenly let out a shrill, maniacal laugh, which sounded particularly abrupt and ferocious in the tense and solemn atmosphere.
"Hmph, weren't you always so powerful? Didn't you look down on me like trash? Now you've been killed by someone as trash as me, how do you feel? Hahaha!"
Zhang Ruyu laughed wildly, standing still without moving, showing no intention of running away.
After all, she knew that she still had "Uncle Dong" around, and that Uncle Dong would definitely come to save her.
I just don't know, Gu Nan said Uncle Dong also came to Beiji Village, but I haven't seen him.
However, at this moment, Mu Liuyun had no time to pay attention to Zhang Ruyu's shouts and ridicule, and Chu Yaqin was even less able to care.
He looked anxiously at Chu Yaqin, who was severely injured and bleeding profusely.
He quickly unbuttoned his thick cotton-padded coat, took it off without hesitation, and then gently but urgently pressed it around Chu Yaqin's wound, trying to slow down the rate at which the blood was flowing out.
However, faced with the wounds caused by the watermelon knife, all of Mu Liuyun's efforts were merely a drop in the ocean.
Despite the excruciating pain, Chu Yaqin struggled to lift her head, her gaze falling on Mu Liuyun, whose face was filled with anxiety and sorrow.
That once delicate and beautiful face was now tightly scrunched up, looking pitiful.
Seeing Mu Liuyun in this state, Chu Yaqin felt a pang of heartache, but unfortunately, due to her serious injuries, she couldn't even reach out to hug Mu Liuyun.
Moreover, as time passed, she felt the scenery in front of her becoming increasingly blurry, as if it were getting further and further away from her.
Just as her consciousness was about to completely fade away, Chu Yaqin used her last bit of strength to slowly open her lips and ask in a voice so weak it was almost inaudible, "Xiaoyun... what is our relationship now?"
"Wife, it's my wife!"
"Who is whose wife?"
"I'm your wife! Don't close your eyes, you can't fall asleep!"
As he spoke, Mu Liuyun's voice began to tremble, tinged with obvious sobs. Looking at Chu Yaqin, who was about to close her eyes, a wave of despair washed over him.
In TV dramas, the image of an injured person closing their eyes signifies something Mu Liuyun understood all too well. Just like how characters' lives end when they close their eyes, would Chu Yaqin's closing of her eyes also mark the end of her own life?
How could Mu Liuyun accept such an outcome?
Even ruthless and fearsome figures like Lin Yaodong and Lao Mo ultimately fell to them, so how could they die so easily at Zhang Ruyu's hands?
However, no matter how desperately Mu Liuyun called out, Chu Yaqin seemed to have lost all hearing.
Upon hearing Mu Liuyun's words, Chu Yaqin's lips curled up slightly, forming a faint smile, before she quietly closed her eyes.
"Beep~ Beep~ Beep~"
Ambulances and police cars were speeding towards them, their red and blue lights flashing incessantly.
"No, I know Uncle Dong, please don't arrest me!"
Immediately afterward, Zhang Ruyu screamed, but Mu Liuyun didn't have time to listen. He got into the ambulance and went to the hospital with Chu Yaqin.
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