Chapter 115 Vitality
Ning Che had seen too many tragic scenes of mutilated limbs in the first half of his life, and had long been numb and indifferent.
But he never thought that the dying person in front of him was his lover.
"Cheng Yun"
He shouted.
Fu Chengyun moved his head again. After confirming that it wasn't an illusion, he began to struggle desperately on the floor.
The chains rattled, wrists and ankles were covered in blood, and in some places one could almost see the white bones.
Ning Che took two steps forward, his voice surprisingly calm.
"I won't leave, so don't move."
He squatted beside Fu Chengyun, lifted his head with both hands, and gently placed it in his arms, wiping away the dirty blood stains on his face with his sleeves.
"Everyone has evacuated."
Ning Che looked at him silently, the fire in his eyes gradually fading.
His fingers stroked the pale face of the person in his arms. He smiled suddenly, "We may not be able to escape."
In his arms, Fu Chengyun's throat made a terrible gurgling sound. He wanted to say something. Ning Che leaned over to listen to his mouth.
Only the sound of gradually fainter breathing could be heard.
Fu Chengyun's facial muscles twitched, his hands and feet spasmed uncontrollably, and large mouthfuls of blood gushed out of his mouth and nose as he struggled.
Ning Che laid him flat and raised his hand to take his pulse.
A chill ran up my spine.
He might not see the sun tomorrow...
The fire in Ning Che's eyes finally died down.
He was used to seeing life and death, and he wasn't afraid of death, but he was afraid that his lover would be tortured to death.
In endless pain, I feel my life slipping away bit by bit, and eventually it rots like a pile of rotten meat.
The coat was taken off, and Ning Che gently wiped the blood off Fu Chengyun's face with the coat.
He murmured, "Look, aren't we a family of three now?"
After the blood was wiped away, a handsome face appeared in his sight.
The cold palm gently covered the twitching mouth and nose, and the other hand held the two twitching hands.
"Don't struggle, you'll die soon. It won't be painful."
"Don't go too far, just wait for us here."
The breathing under the palm became more and more difficult. Fu Chengyun's pupils began to dilate. He stared at Ning Che, his eyes gradually warming. The corners of his eyes were curved, and he held on to the last bit of clarity and smiled at his lover.
A dog's bark pierced the night sky. Ning Che glanced out the window, quickly withdrew his hand, leaned over and kissed Fu Chengyun on the lips, secretly breathing a sigh of relief for him.
"Oh, it's already this late and they're still kissing. How can he still be hard?"
Fu Linyu walked in with a playful look on his face.
"It's okay. If you really want me, don't you?"
"My pheromones are no worse than Fu Chengyun's."
Ning Che straightened up and carefully placed Fu Chengyun's head on the floor. He said coldly, "Take the contract. If you don't sign it, he will die."
Fu Linyu clapped his hands excitedly, "I just like your cold-bloodedness."
He waved his hand, and a sturdy man brought over a table and chairs, while another sturdy man brought a stack of contracts and a pen. After putting them down, he stood behind Fu Linyu with his head bowed.
Ning Che walked towards the table and glanced at the dark shadow behind the wooden door as he leaned over.
He stood in front of Fu Linyu and raised an eyebrow. "Do you want me to stand?"
"Oh, it really is. Hurry and get another chair."
Fu Linyu rested his elbows on the table, getting very close to Ning Che. He deliberately released a rich pheromone that enveloped Ning Che.
I hooked my fingers into his long hair and played with it. "Have you thought it through?"
Ning Che curled his lips into a smile, pressed his shoulder, and said in a soft voice, "Don't be anxious, let's finish signing first."
Fu Linyu was pressed down on the chair by him, and a strong man stepped out of the door. The door slammed shut with a loud bang.
The little girl was quick to lock the door in an instant.
When Fu Linyu turned around, Ning Che picked up the pen and stabbed it hard into the back of his hand.
"ah!"
After a shrill scream, there was a sudden noise outside the door.
There were the thuds of bullets being fired, the bangs of knives and sticks smashing things, overturned tables and chairs, and shattered glass with crackling sounds.
Accompanied by shouting, wailing...
Sharp, piercing, heart-wrenching, and boiling!
Fu Linyu's palms were pinned to the wooden table, cold sweat streamed down his cheeks, and he stared up at Ning Che.
His eyes were as vicious as a hungry wolf. He cursed: "Bitch!"
The burly bodyguard behind him rushed out the second after the pen tip pierced the back of his hand and started fighting with Ning Che.
Alphas are naturally strong and have received professional training. They are very skilled and their punches are real.
It took Ning Che some effort to deal with him.
The long legs kicked towards the bodyguard's head, and the tall body fell to the ground, raising a lot of dust.
After the dust settled, Fu Linyu pulled out his pen.
The tip of the pen, carrying fragments of blood and flesh, flew past his eyes, and he gritted his teeth in hatred.
"Ning Che, I want you to die!"
He pulled out a gun with his right hand and pointed it at Ning Che.
"Bang!"
Two bullets shot out from the air, collided in mid-air, and exploded a room full of fireworks.
Both of their hands were injured by the flying sparks and the guns fell out of their hands.
Fu Linyu pounced and pinned Ning Che under him.
The two had practiced martial arts together since childhood, building their careers and becoming masters of their respective sects. Their stature and abilities were naturally comparable.
Ning Che was pressed under him, and the overwhelming smell of dead wood instantly wrapped him tightly.
My chest felt stuffy and I couldn't breathe, as if a handful of dry branches were being forced into my lungs.
In just one breath, he couldn't help but spit out blood.
I felt dizzy and my hands and feet became weak and sore out of control.
Fu Linyu easily grabbed his neck.
Before him, Fu Linyu approached like a demon, his terrifying smile gradually widening.
He was breathing heavily, his eyes were bloodshot.
"You and I are about the same in terms of skills. But without pheromones, you're useless. Killing you would be like playing for me."
Fu Linyu pinched his neck with one hand and held his wrists with the other.
She leaned close to Ning Che's ear and bit his earlobe fiercely.
"This is your last chance. Follow me and I'll spare your life."
The pheromones were so thick that they enveloped Ning Che, making it impossible for him to breathe.
His consciousness quickly faded, and he struggled desperately but could only shake off the smelly mouth next to his ear.
When death was imminent, he sneered, "You are not even as good as a hair of his! I'd rather die than be with you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the hand on his neck suddenly tightened.
Ning Che looked deeply at Fu Chengyun's body, stretched out his arm, and tried hard to reach his bloody fingertips.
With a "Puff!"
The hand on his neck paused for a moment, and the crazy smile froze on his face.
He will never forget the sound of a knife piercing his heart until his death.
Ning Che grabbed Fu Linyu's hands and restrained his limbs. He shouted, "Continue!"
Then there was another sound.
The hand pinching my neck lost its strength.
With one last cry, Fu Linyu fell on Ning Che and never moved again.
The smell of dead wood in the air dissipated instantly.
Ning Che came back to his senses and saw a short knife as long as his forearm stuck in Fu Linyu's fallen back.
The owner of the knife was pulling out the blade with both hands and stabbing it into his heart again and again.
There was a serious expression on her apple-like face, and in her dark pupils, there was a cruelty like a cold and fishy wind.
Ning Che waved at her, but the little girl was unaware and continued to repeat the action of drawing the knife and inserting it.
It was not until Ning Che pushed Fu Linyu's body away that the little girl suddenly woke up.
"How are you, uncle?"
She ran over and asked with her little face raised.
The night was dark, and Ning Che's eyes lit up again.
He rolled and crawled to Fu Chengyun's side, put his ear to his chest and listened attentively.
"There's still a heartbeat!"
"Open the door!"
The little girl ran towards the door, and Ning Che picked up Fu Chengyun's head and put it in his arms.
Jiao Sheng shouted: "Come back to life!"
His attention was all on Fu Chengyun's bloody body, until his neck was strangled by the hemp rope, and it was too late.
The bodyguard staggered behind Ning Che and tightened the rope with all his strength.
His fingers sank into the gap between the rope and his skin. His face turned purple as he desperately shouted at the little girl, "Eyes!"
After the sound of "bang", there was a man's scream of pain.
Ning Che raised his knife and slashed it, slitting the bodyguard's throat with the dagger that had been inserted into Fu Linyu's heart.
The little girl ran to Fu Chengyun, and Ning Che held his head in his arms.
His lips moved and he shouted tremblingly:
"Cheng Yun, Cheng Yun!"
"It's not even daybreak yet! It's not time for you to die yet!"
"Are you still alive?"
"Didn't I just give you some energy?"
The little girl ran to the door and unlocked it, while Ning Che hugged Fu Chengyun and cried.
"Cheng Yun! Don't die! We are saved!"
Suddenly, he remembered that he had lost too much blood in prison and was sent to an ambulance.
Ning Che laid Fu Chengyun flat on the floor and, imitating the nurse's technique, pressed on Fu Chengyun's chest again and again.
Press a few times and repeat artificial respiration.
Repeated cycle.
For a moment, the pale lips seemed to move. The eyelashes trembled, and the eyelids slowly opened a crack.
Eyes meeting,
Ning Che was stunned and sniffed.
"I didn't mean to smother you just now."
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