The black shadow had already rushed in front of Mrs. Yue. Yan Qingsi watched the knife glow with cold light, and the light disappeared in an instant.
Yan Qingsi's pupils suddenly tightened, all sounds seemed to become distant, and everyone's movements slowed down.
She heard Yue Tingfeng shout: "Mom..."
She watched Mrs. Yue's body lose support and slowly fall to the ground like a kite with broken strings.
At that moment, Yan Qingsi's mind was blank, and she seemed to be isolated from the world.
Yue Tingfeng rushed forward to catch Mrs. Yue and kicked the black shadow away.
The hotel security quickly ran over, held down the assailant, called the police, and called an ambulance.
Late at night, the originally quiet hotel entrance suddenly became noisy.
The suppressed assailant shouted crazily: "She is dead, dead... I really killed her..."
There was a knife stuck in Mrs. Yue's stomach, and blood was flowing out. Her face was as pale as a piece of paper, and the severe pain made her whole body twitch, and her facial features were almost squeezed together.
Mrs. Yue's reason was slowly disappearing along with the blood flowing out.
Yue Tingfeng's hands and feet were cold, and his hands holding Mrs. Yue were shaking. He tried hard to laugh, but couldn't. He said: "Mom... don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it'll be okay, it's just a little bleeding." Blood, it’s okay, it’s okay…”
Mrs. Yue was in so much pain that she couldn't utter a word. She wanted to turn around and see how Yan Qingsi was doing while she still had some sense.
Yue Tingfeng glanced at Yan Qingsi, who was completely stunned, and quickly said to Mrs. Yue: "Mom, Qingsi, Qingsi is okay... She is okay. Just don't worry about anything. The ambulance will be here soon... "
Yue Tingfeng covered the wound with his hand, trying his best to slow down the flow of blood.
The smell of blood in the air became heavier and heavier. Yan Qingsi seemed to have fallen into the water. There was no bottom, and she kept sinking, sinking. The fear wrapped her tightly, and the blood flowing out of Mrs. Yue's body The red blood slowly merged with the blood that her mother had shed many years ago.
Yan Qingsi wanted to say: "Mom, don't die, don't leave me alone, I'm very afraid..."
She opened her mouth, but no sound came out. Her throat felt like it was being pinched, making it uncomfortable and the feeling of suffocation was getting worse...
Yue Tingfeng saw that Yan Qingsi's face was getting more and more ugly, with a decadent blue color in her whites, and her body was shaking all the time. He gritted his teeth and shouted: "Yan Qingsi, wake up... Yan Qingsi, my mother wants to see you, you Come here quickly."
Yue Tingfeng's voice woke up Yan Qingsi, and she shuddered. She gasped twice and stood up slowly, holding her chest.
Yan Qingsi wanted to see Madam Yue, but she didn't dare. She was afraid... She didn't dare to see Madam Yue.
Yan Qingsi turned to look at the restrained murderer, her eyes grew colder and the murderous look on her face became stronger and stronger.
Yan Qingsi walked over silently. She pushed the murderer away, grabbed the murderer's messy hair, and finally saw the murderer's face clearly: "It's you..."
Yan Qingsi didn't expect that it would be Yan Mingzhu. She actually escaped from the lunatic asylum. Did she escape
Yan Mingzhu seemed to be really stupid. She was giggling and kept chanting: "Yan Qingsi is dead, dead... I killed her... I finally killed her..."
Her voice had become hoarse from the madman screaming all day long and the effects of drugs, so Yan Qingsi didn't hear it just now.