In the high-power photoelectric composite scope, the fast-flying killer bullet accurately hit the driver who was fleeing in the boat. Under the powerful destructive power of the large-caliber anti-equipment sniper rifle, the man who was hit on the lower neck, not to mention the head, even above the shoulder, instantly exploded into a ball of meat.

Bang!

Without waiting for the people on the boat to scream sharply, after the second dull gunshot, the man approached the right side of the boat and was looking back, his chest was hit directly. The huge blood hole left only on the right side of his body with a little flesh that could connect the upper and lower parts of his body.

Bang, bang, bang...

After the dull gunfire, in just a few seconds, all seven people on the ship turned into lifeless corpses. Even the remaining miserable appearance could be seen in Wen Chenglong's heart.

Seeing that the boat had lost its driving, it could only revolve around the lake by inertia. Wen Chenglong then put down his sniper rifle hatefully and turned his head to look towards Zhao Yongqi not far behind him. But just one glance made the iron-killed man appear in the tiger's eyes.

"Brother Long, I have prepared a house for you. When you retire, we will live together and you can find a sister-in-law."

"Brother Long, you are about to retire, right? Why not set up a security company? I will pay the money and you will be considered a profitable business in the future."

"Brother Long is careful!!"

"Brother Long, don't blame yourself. This is not your responsibility. You are good at everything, but it's too old-fashioned."

The kind of smile that always warms people's hearts inadvertently; it can always do everything for you when you need it, or even before you even think about it; it can always give his back to his handsome face at the critical moment of life and death, but at this moment it is contaminated with blood like a beggar.

The blood from the corner of his mouth seemed to be much less than before. The man who was tightly holding his upper body in his arms was about to faint several times, but he opened his eyes several times.

Relatives and friends from afar were running wildly, men rushed in front, while the little women in dresses threw away their heels that were in trouble, lifted up their skirts high, ignored the pairs of white ** exposed to the air, ran wildly with all their might, just wanting to be faster.

Lu Han, who ran to the first place, just glanced at the man lying on the ground and was held in his arms by the little bun, and was stunned. After a while, he spit out a word from his mouth: "Brother..." and then knelt down weakly on the ground.

Even if you don’t have much medical knowledge, as long as you are a person, you can see the wound on the side of your waist that is bigger than the mouth of the bowl and the snow-white suit that is almost dyed red, you can know that the man lying on the ground in front of you really has not much time left.

The brothers rushed to each other, but no one could say anything at this moment. Even the sound of calling an ambulance was stuck in his throat and seemed to be unable to spit it out.

The Medicine Box and others have quietly retreated to the side, leaving the space for those brothers and sisters who are closest.

"Xiao Qi!" The mourning sound of Yang Mu was like a cuckoo vomiting blood, and it also seemed to activate everyone's souls.

"Mu, Sister Mumu, save Brother Qi, save Brother Qi!" The little bun, which seemed to have lost his mind, was like a drowning man who saw the last life-saving straw, stretching out his supposedly white, tender and delicate palm, but at this moment, he grabbed the poplar wood beside him.

puff.

Before Yang Mu could speak, Zhao Yongqi, who was held in his arms, turned his head and spit out blood. The panting sound seemed to be heavier. After two minutes, the effect of the God of Death time seemed to have finally begun to exert. The already completely pale handsome face seemed to have a little more blood.

"Xing, Yingying..." As a slight call, Zhao Yongqi raised his palm slightly, as if he knew what he wanted to do. Xiao Baozi instantly pinched the palm that had been given infinite warmth and placed it on his delicate face.

"Brother Qi, I'm here, I'm here... You'll be fine, you'll be fine." Xiao Baozi's crying voice was filled with infinite fear, and he wanted to deceive the man in front of him, but also wanted to deceive himself.

The corners of his mouth gently pulled up, and a smile appeared on his cheeks covered in blood. Zhao Yongqi took a breath, as if he had accumulated some strength. Then he opened his mouth and said, "Don't make things difficult for Mumu, I know my own body."

Looking at the little bun that shook his head desperately and was unable to make a sound because of his sobs, Zhao Yongqi's smile became stronger: "A few years ago, I wanted to marry you, but unfortunately, you always have many reasons to reject me. Now, I am still the last step, but I still failed. Maybe, I am really not suitable to hook up with girls in my own right. But fortunately, you haven't gotten a marriage certificate with me, otherwise it would be difficult to find a good man with a 'widowed' household registration book."

"No, I am your wife, now and in the future. Brother Qi, you will be fine. We will have many children, go to the countryside to farm, lie in the yard to watch the stars, listen to you sing, listen to your stories, ask you to take the children to fish, prepare delicious food for us, let us... let us... Brother Qi!!" The sobbing little bun was interrupted by choking again.

"I know you are actually a very strong girl. If I hadn't been by your side and kept you like a flower in a greenhouse, you would not have been weaker than Mumu. Take good care of yourself, and I can't continue to take care of you in the future. We should wear more clothes when it's cold and don't freeze to make it look good. Drink more water when it's hot and don't always like drinks. Remember to eat more. Your little body is too weak and thin to become a African refugee. When the weather is good, go out for more walks. Don't work too hard, your body is the most important thing. And... there are too many things you want to explain to you, but I really don't have the strength to say it." Zhao Yongqi's voice seemed to be getting weaker and weaker.

"I didn't agree to anything, I didn't remember anything. Without you, I would starve to death, freeze to death, get sick, and can't survive. So, you must live, be alive!" Let the tears fall like dense raindrops, hit Zhao Yongqi's cheek, splashing and turning into stars. At this moment, I held the increasingly cold palm in my hand hard.

Trying to show a smile to the little bun that fills his eyes, Zhao Yongqi turned his head slightly and turned to the men on the other side. He stared for a long time and seemed to tell who they were: "Brother Chao, don't always make Sister Lili angry. It's not easy for two people to get together. Let's go to the end of his life. Brother Chen, marry Sister Bingbing home early, put away your real man's temper, and it's not embarrassing to the man who pampered his wife. Kwangsoo, you are not young, find a beautiful goddess, remember to bring it to me in the future."
Chapter completed!