"Wasn’t she with you?" Wei Changqing didn’t look good either. Even in the dark, where it should have been hard to see, you could clearly notice a pale streak flash across his molasses-colored face, "She’s pregnant, she definitely can’t escape alone. You must be with her!"
Zhong Qiaohui didn’t need him to say it; she knew, she knew! Zhong Qiaohui stamped her foot fiercely: "It’s all my fault, okay?! I pushed her into another door because there were pursuers ahead. I couldn’t run with her, I had to, like you, distract the others so she’d have the chance to escape—"
In the end, they both planned to sacrifice themselves as bait, but instead, they managed to shake off the pursuers and escape, while only Gu Nuan didn’t make it to the rooftop on ti.
Gu Nuan had such rotten luck!
Zhong Qiaohui at this mont could only breathe through her mouth; her nose was too sore to take in any air.
She didn’t know why, but she had a very bad premonition. Just now, the sound of that gunshot—
If it wasn’t aid at Wei Changqing, and it wasn’t aid at her, then who could it have been aid at?
Only Gu Nuan was missing.
Footsteps echoed below the floor they were on, getting closer and closer. Clearly, the opponents were sure to follow them to the rooftop after unsuccessful net-style searches on each floor.
There was no ti left.
They could either go back now to find Gu Nuan. But if they went back, they would inevitably clash directly with the continually gathering pursuers below. In that case, their safety would face the greatest challenge.
The opponents were many and strong; even with Wei Changqing’s skills, he couldn’t turn into a three-headed, six-ard Sun Wukong and fight them all alone.
But Zhong Qiaohui thought she’d rather go back down now, to confront them and fight to the death, than end up like this, not knowing if her friend was alive or dead, contemplating abandoning her friend to survive alone?
That would be a lifeti of guilt and regret! Worse than death.
Wei Changqing grabbed her arm tightly and pulled her body forward.
"What do you want to do? Let go of , I have to go back for her!" Zhong Qiaohui shouted at his face when she couldn’t hold back anymore.
Wei Changqing turned his head, suddenly pressed her head down firmly, and said, "Calm down, will you? If not, I’ll throw a bucket of water on you, and if there isn’t any, I’ll beat you sober. You can’t save her if you go back, and neither can I."
"So you’re just going to watch her die?"
"She might just be in their hands, whether she’s dead or not, I don’t know, and neither do you."
Zhong Qiaohui struggled to lift her head to see his face.
In the darkness, his face faced the north wind, seemingly turned away from her in complete contrast, so she couldn’t see his expression. But his voice, every word he spoke was colder than the present north wind, chilling her to the bone.
"You—heartless—"
Hearing her tone, Wei Changqing seed to give a cold laugh, the sound in the north wind blurred and indistinctly clear: "This isn’t the first ti I’ve had to abandon soone—"
Zhong Qiaohui continued trying to pry his hand off hers.
Maybe her fingernails scratched his skin. Wei Changqing frowned, and then swiftly turned around, striking the back of her neck with a rapid chop of his hand.
Zhong Qiaohui couldn’t stand against this professional, and she fainted imdiately.
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