Ou Zihan's grip loosened slightly, and suddenly, one end of the rope lost its weight, causing Luo Xiaoyi's entire body to slide downwards. She flinched in fright. Seeing the horrifying patch of bright red blood already covering Ou Zihan's back, she cried out in terror, "Zihan, let go! Let go! Don't worry about me! You'll die like this! I don't want you to die! I don't want you to die..."
Luo Xiaoyi was already sobbing uncontrollably.
"Xiaoyi, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm fine. We have to hold on, we will definitely win. As long as I'm here, don't be afraid."
Ou Zihan was bleeding more and more, and a large pool of blood had already formed on the ground. His face was as pale as a sheet of paper, his voice was becoming weak, and his lips were frighteningly white. He was getting weaker and weaker, but he was still holding on to the rope tightly. Even if he died, he would not let go!
"Waaaaah, Zihan, let go! I don't want you to die! I don't want you to die!" Luo Xiaoyi cried her heart out.
Old Zhou actually started clapping, "Wonderful, wonderful! Shouldn't you two doomed lovers thank me, thank me, your matchmaker, for sending you to your graves together? You can still be together in death, how happy you are."
"See how well I arranged things for you two? One of you hanged yourself, and the other died lying on the ground. If I hadn't arranged things so well, could you two have put on such a touching performance? Well done, well done, this love scene was indeed wonderful. Thumbs up!"
"Old Zhou, I'll haunt you even as a ghost!" Ou Zihan glared with bloodshot eyes, uttering vicious words from his blood-stained mouth.
"Hehe, what a joke. Do ghosts even exist? Ou Zihan, look how much blood you've lost, so much blood! I don't know how you're holding on like this, still clinging to this rope. You're really infatuated with this woman. What a pity, beauty is a curse."
"Ou Zihan, do you know? The harder you exert yourself, the faster you'll lose blood, and death will draw ever closer to you. How does it feel to wait for death?"
Old Zhou laughed like a devil from hell, his whole body radiating a chilling aura. He looked at the dying Ou Zihan and felt extremely pleased.
Taking advantage of his smugness, Ou Zihan bit his hand hard, so hard that she wanted to tear off a piece of flesh! Blood immediately streamed down Old Zhou's hand!
Old Zhou let out a miserable scream, unable to shake off his hand, and was about to draw his gun.
A gunshot rang out, and Old Zhou was hit squarely in the heart. Blood gushed out immediately. Old Zhou was in unbearable pain. He hunched over, clutching his chest, his hand covered in blood. He looked at the person who had come to him and saw that it was Tang Yu pointing a gun at him.
"You despicable scoundrel..." Old Zhou pointed at Tang Yu with a trembling, bright red finger. Before he could finish speaking, he coughed up blood, fell heavily to the ground, kicked his legs a few times, and then stopped moving.
Luo Xiaoyi and Ou Zihan stared in astonishment at Old Man Zhou. The man who had just bullied them to the point of near death had now been killed in an instant.
Tang Yu quickly ordered his men to rescue Luo Xiaoyi. Only then did Ou Zihan release his grip on the rope. In fact, he was already exhausted and eventually had to rely entirely on his own body weight to hold the rope down.
He thought that even if he died, he could use his body to keep pressing down on the rope, at least to buy time for Luo Xiaoyi to wait for reinforcements to arrive.
He hadn't expected Tang Yu to come and rescue them. How could Tang Yu arrive so quickly? He was a little puzzled, but in this critical moment, anyone would be grateful to receive help.
At this moment, his opinion of Tang Yu, whom he disliked, had clearly changed somewhat.
Luo Xiaoyi hadn't expected that Tang Yu and his group, who seemed so fierce, actually had a decent master. This warmed her heart; they were finally saved.
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She didn't care about anything else. She didn't even give Tang Yu a warm smile of thanks, or even glance at him, before pushing Tang Yu away and rushing to Ou Zihan's side.
Seeing her anxious and frantic expression for Ou Zihan, Tang Yu's heart suddenly sank.
At this moment, all she could think about was Zihan, whose injuries were too severe!
She rushed to Ou Zihan's side like a madwoman. She looked at the pool of bright red blood beneath him and was terrified. How much blood could a person have? It seemed like he had almost bled to death. She cried and hugged him.
His face was frighteningly pale, and suddenly a stream of bright red blood welled up from his lips; his breath was extremely weak.
Her pale hand wiped away the horrifying crimson from the corner of his lips. "Zihan, I'm here. I'll take you to the hospital right away. You must hold on, you must hold on!" Tears streamed down her face as her heart clenched with excruciating pain, her beautiful eyes filled with deep fear, yet also with an unwavering determination. She was determined to save him!
With great effort, Ou Zihan grasped Luo Xiaoyi's hand near his lips. Both hands were covered in bright red blood, which dripped from their clasped hands. It was all Ou Zihan's blood.
"Xiaoyi, I know my body. I'm not going to make it. I don't want to go to the hospital, and I can't hold on until then. I just want to talk to you for a while before I go. Xiaoyi, I want to tell you that even if I'm gone, you must live on..."
Ou Zihan was having great difficulty breathing. His face was flushed red, and he spoke in a very soft voice, so soft that Luo Xiaoyi's ear was pressed against his lips. Only then could she barely understand him because she was used to his voice.
"No, Zihan, you won't die. I don't want you to die. I don't want you to die. You once said that you would always stay by my side and would never leave me alone in this world. You have to keep your word. How could you break your promise?"
Luo Xiaoyi shook her head vigorously, resolutely refusing to agree. She cried so bitterly that the whole world wanted to shed tears for her.
"Xiaoyi, I'm sorry. I once said I would always stay by your side and never leave you alone in this world. But I never imagined that one day I wouldn't be able to do it... Xiaoyi, let me look at your face one more time... let me touch your face one more time..."
His dark eyes were filled with a desperate affection, as if he wanted to pour out all his tenderness, trying his best to look at her. Even though he felt his eyelids getting heavy and he wanted to close them many times, he still exhausted the strength of every cell in his body to try to keep them open, wanting to see her one more time, just one more time.
His bright red eyes were brimming with tears, threatening to spill over...
With great effort, he managed to raise his trembling, bright red hands. Suddenly, Luo Xiaoyi grasped his hands tightly and pressed them against her face. This was something she had never felt before. His hands were so cold, as if his life was almost devoid of warmth, as cold as a block of ice, making her fear that he would melt away in an instant…
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