Fatal Counterattack

Chapter 125

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The lights were off, but all of this was extraordinarily glaring. It was true to Ah Ju, and it was the same to Zhang Zichen and Ah Liang.

"Su Ling!!!"

It seems that the actors in silent films are not dumb, they just pretend to be dumb.

At this moment, it is already difficult to express the current emotions clearly. Ah Ju is like a raging lion, with tears streaming down unconsciously on his distorted face.

this. . . what a sound. . .

good. . . so far away. . . Is someone calling me? . . who is it

A pair of indifferent eyes rolled over, without the slightest emotion, straight to the ground, so cold that it made people a little scared.

Those eyes were like two steel knives, they just pierced straight into the softest part of Ah Ju's heart, and then stirred fiercely, stirring, causing a mess.

"Su Ling...Su Ling...I am drafting mother, you bastards..."

No matter how lively the scene in front of him was, these indifferent eyes still did not show any color, but there seemed to be two lines of tears stained with blood along the corners of the eyes.

ah. . . Ah. . . Ah Ju. . .

Who is Ah Ju. . . Ah Ju is here. . . Ah Ju. . .

The fat body on his body finally left, the hair that was being grabbed suddenly flicked, and Su Ling's head hit the edge of the bed so hard. Even so, Su Ling still didn't show any unnecessary expression on his face, and the light that was about to fade in his eyes was still looking so hard at the blurry figure rushing in front of him.

"I'm coming... I'm coming..."

Injured people are powerless, Ah Ju rushed forward to witness everything, and the last trace of strength that was suspended was drained away, his legs softened, and he staggered to his knees in front of the edge of the bed.

Ah Ju couldn't see anything else in his eyes at this moment, only the naked, tormented, bruised, purple-red body, and those eyes that couldn't tell whether it was a human or a dog.

call! ! !

All of a sudden, the four-foot-long iron rod, with the sound of breaking the wind, aimed at the back of A Ju's head kneeling there. As long as it hit it, it would be over even if Da Luo Jinxian came.

It was too late to say it, but when the iron rod with afterimage was just swung with strength, it was suddenly held down in mid-air by a hand.

"You are courting death!"

I don't know when Ah Liang's figure flashed behind Ah Ju, the right hand like a spirit snake suddenly protruded out, and firmly grasped the other wrist of this man.

Click! The sound of broken bones is clearly audible!

Before the horrific cry came, Ah Liang pulled his other hand, and the iron rod, which was as thick as a thumb, was thrown out casually.

The move was fierce, blood was seen with the stick, and the four black suits around Ah Ju received such a blow on the side of the neck, and they fell unconscious at that time.

"Dust!"

Zhang Zichen's two temples felt like two brute forces were beating violently, resisting the last bit of clarity in his brain, he hurriedly took his coat, and rushed towards Su Linggai who was naked all over.

"Get the fuck out of here!"

Pulling off his coat, Ah Ju's brute force, bred out of nowhere, directly pushed Zhang Zichen to his knees.

"How could it be like this, how could it be like this, how could it be..."

I saw A Ju hurriedly put a coat on Su Ling, then slowly took her from the breasts to his arms, knelt there and hugged her tightly. Mumbling indistinctly and unable to hear what words came out, tears flowed out unstoppably like a flood that burst a bank.

Grief is really like a virus, especially for those who are with you day and night, the pain is especially deep. Zhang Zichen, who fell to the ground, also burst into tears. He wanted to make up for the indescribable regret in his heart at this moment, but he couldn't make it up again.

"You swore that you would save Su Ling"

"I'm sorry Ah Ju"

"You swore!"

"sorry"

"I fucking trust you so much!!!"

A Jusheng was afraid of disturbing Su Ling who closed his eyes in his arms, so he didn't dare to have the slightest presumptuousness in his voice, but even if he pressed his throat like this, the roaring emotion was like a heavy hammer, hitting the two sides hard. On the invisible bond between people.

At this moment, dense footsteps sounded outside the door of the room, and Ah Liang listened, and the number of those whooping, clattering, absolutely no less than dozens of people! Su Ling's current state is extremely bad, and there can be no more mistakes, but what should I do in the current situation!

"They should have gone there!"

Ah Liang grasped the iron rod in his hand, and the voice of the mother Sang came from outside the door.

I don't know if I heard Ah Ju's voice just now, or was suddenly disturbed by the dense footsteps outside, Su Ling, who was curled up in Ah Ju's arms, opened his eyes again.

But this time, it was no longer a pair of emotionless eyes, as if returning with a little consciousness, Su Ling's eyes regained a little brilliance.

"sorry..."

Are you dreaming again? If not. . . Why is everything in front of me so unreal. The man I have been calling out for a long time in my heart is now holding me in this hell. . . this. . . This must be a dream. Thinking about it, the corners of Su Ling's eyes twitched, and the bloody tears flowed down again.

"Don't talk about Su Ling, don't talk about it"

Looking at Su Ling's tormented appearance, A Ju really realized what it means to cry without tears.

"I... want to go back to the den"

Perhaps struggling with the last sentence, Su Ling passed out again after finishing speaking.

"Okay, okay, I'll take you back to your den, back to our den"

While muttering softly, Ah Ju slowly picked up Su Ling, and walked out of the door in response to the sound of footsteps.