"He was the one who shot me in the leg."
"I can't live anymore, can I ask you to do me a favor!"
The man took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Shi Wu.
"This is my mother's phone number. When I die, please call her and tell her that I'm an unfilial son and that I failed to provide for her in her old age."
Tears welled up in the man's eyes.
Heartbroken.
Shi Wu just took the note stained with blood.
There was a rapid knock on the door.
Knock knock!
Knock knock!
There were traces of the man's blood on the ground, and Yan Zhiye and his men had already chased to the door.
"Are you sure you don't want to hold me hostage?"
"Maybe there's a glimmer of hope."
Shigiri asked again.
The man shook his head: "Who is Yan Zhiye? He never shows mercy."
"It will only bring trouble to you then."
Shi Wu walked forward, grabbed his hand, turned around and pressed the dagger directly to his neck.
Act as if being held hostage.
"Just give it a try. You're going to die anyway, so you might as well struggle a bit."
"Then you can take me out of the door and push me towards Yan Zhiye. Then you can take the opportunity to escape from the back, go to the top floor, and jump to the next building. That way, you'll have a chance to run away."
Bang!
At this moment, the door was kicked open.
Yan Zhiye, dressed in black and holding a cigar in his hand, looked over with a calm expression.
"Help!"
Shi Wu shouted in panic, tears rolling down his cheeks.
Yan Zhiye glanced at the woman in a bathrobe in front of him, her hair still wet and draped over her shoulders.
That cheek is so beautiful.
The crying look has a kind of broken beauty.
Shi Wu recalled the plot of the previous life and knew that Yan Zhiye was very excited when he saw Bai Mengyao crying.
So I wanted to try it.
Sure enough, there was something wrong with his eyes at this moment.
"Don't come over, or I'll kill her!" roared the man holding Shi Wu hostage.
Yan Zhiye's men raised their guns, but were pressed down by Yan Zhiye the next second.
“Stand back!”
Yan Zhiye put one hand in his pocket, took a puff of his cigar, and his eyes involuntarily looked at Shi Wu who was being held hostage.
Her face was pale and tears were falling from her eyes as if she couldn't stop.
So pitiful.
What a nice view……
Country S actually has such exquisite beauties.
The men under him were all waiting for Yan Zhiye to give orders.
In their opinion, Yan Zhiye would never be threatened by anyone.
But the next second, Yan Zhiye retreated.
So his men also retreated.
The man holding Shi Wu hostage walked towards the door step by step.
He glanced at the fire door, which was right next to the room opposite.
And the door was open.
So he did as Shi Wu said and pushed Shi Wu into Yan Zhiye's arms.
"ah!"
Shi Wu screamed in terror, disrupting the thinking of Yan Zhiye's men.
It fell smoothly into the man's arms.
Her frightened hands clutched the clothes on his chest.
"Save me, please save me..."
Her voice was choked with sobs and she was trembling in his arms like a frightened little white rabbit.
"Master, what should we do now?" The subordinates had not received any orders from Yan Zhiye and could not help but ask.
"Chase him alive."
"yes!"
His men quickly chased after the man.
Yan Zhiye looked down at the trembling woman in his arms.
He couldn't help but raise his hand and gently stroke her hair.
"It's okay."
Shi Wu looked up in panic, looking at him with wet eyes.
Just as he was about to say something, he closed his eyes and fainted.
Of course, she pretended to faint.
She must capture Yan Zhiye before Bai Mengyao appears.
Yan Zhiye cannot die.
She came to this world just to win Yan Zhiye's love.
Yan Zhiye took her back home.
When Shi Wu woke up, Yan Zhiye was sitting beside the bed looking at her personal information.
"you……"
Shi Wu propped himself up on the bed and sat up, looking at Yan Zhiye with panic in his eyes.
"Do you know me?" Yan Zhiye asked.
His eyes were fixed on the woman's.
Shi Wu nodded, then shook his head.
"Why do you nod and shake your head?" Yan Zhiye asked curiously.
Shi Wu nervously pinched the quilt with both hands and explained: "I think you look a bit like someone, but I'm not sure."
"Oh, who does he look like?" Yan Zhiye's lips curled up into a faint smile, then he tore up the investigation materials about Shi Wu in his hand and threw them into the trash can beside him.
"Yan Zhiye."
"I saw his photo on the news before. My classmates said Yan Zhiye was a demon who killed people without blinking an eye. His nickname was Yama."
"You look a bit like him, but I don't think you are him. You don't look like the King of Hell at all."
"You saved me."
Yan Zhiye snorted coldly and reached out to gently stroke Shi Wu's cheek.
"You should thank your mother for giving birth to such a beautiful you."
"Okay, you can go now."
Yan Zhiye withdrew his hand, turned and walked towards the living room.
Shi Wu lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and saw that he was still wearing the hotel's bathrobe.
She walked to the door cautiously and stuck half of her head out to ask.
"Can you give me something to wear? It's not nice to go out like this now."
At this time, Yan Zhiye was sitting on the sofa and stroking the black cat.
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