38 Unstoppable
Every time Nie Wei took a step, her legs became tighter uncontrollably, and she even shuddered slightly.
In the end, her body seemed to have no bones and was almost unsteady when she was standing still two or three steps away from Fu Xingye by the pictures that she had predicted in her mind. She simply knelt down, and then just like that. Climbed in front of Fu Xingye.
She raised her head to look at Fu Xingye's face full of sweat and a depressed expression of pain.
It was only a centimeter away. Nie Wei closed her eyes and stretched her fingers forward, but her fingertips hadn't come yet. She only heard a soft click. She was stunned and opened her eyes to look. When her wrist was pinched by Fu Xingye in the palm of her hand, she felt pain afterwards.
Nie Wei screamed, her wrist was no better than other places, she felt that half of her body was numb, and she fell to the side!
Fu Xingye was tortured both physically and mentally. He had almost exhausted all his strength just now, and his spiritual consciousness seemed to be about to float out of his body.
But Nie Wei's scream made him a little awake.
He threw away the woman's hand and stood up while leaning on the armrest of the sofa. He tried to touch his mobile phone but failed, so he could only choose to rush out.
He couldn't see it. When he walked to the door, he bumped into the Bogu shelf at the door. His tall body fell heavily to the ground along with the shelf. The fragments of the porcelain vase splashed and a long cut was made on the back of his right hand. It came out.
But this change made him sober by two more points.
When he was struggling to get up, he accidentally touched a large piece of the porcelain bottle. Without even thinking about it, he stood up holding the piece with a gloomy look and stumbled into the corridor.
Nie Wei was shocked and painful. When she managed to recover, Fu Xingye had already walked out of the room door!
She underestimated the blind man!
She gritted her teeth and stood up with red eyes, and wanted to put on her dress with one hand to chase after, but how could she be able to complete such a difficult maneuver by a superstar of hers, she could only rush to the door and quickly close the door to Shame yourself!
Fu Xingye ran away, she was done.
Nie Wei leaned on the door, stared at her skirt lying on the sofa from a distance, and thought with tears and smiles.
She regretted crying and laughing, and she was wrong from the beginning.
If she hadn't had greed in the very beginning, she would still be the noble star and the most favored junior of the Nie family.
She didn't know what had happened to her during this period of time, how could she seem to be fascinated by ghosts and become so unlike her original self
But it's useless, everything is over.
Nie Wei stared at her trembling wrist with pain, but she couldn't move her wrist at all, and cried loudly.
What should she do, what should she do...
…
Fu Xingye firmly grasped the piece of porcelain in his palm, allowed the sharp and irregular tiles to penetrate deeply into his palm, and allowed the blood to drip on the carpet, so as to be more sober.
The world was dark, and the corridor was silent. He was confused and didn't know how far he had walked. He heard the noise in front of him in a trance, and his Adam's apple slid hard and stopped slowly.
Then the voice became clear: "Are you trash?! Don't hurry up and chase me!"
Are you in a group with that woman? Are you chasing me so soon
Fu Xingye's expression was stern, and he straightened his back and was about to turn around. Suddenly, he was full of arms. He took a step back uncontrollably. He couldn't stabilize his body, and his back hit the wall.
He tightened his lips and snorted. At the same time, he reflexively pressed the shoulder of the person in his arms, and raised the porcelain piece in the palm of his right hand to go to the person, but in a daze, he heard a surprise, but dazed and weak. "Fu Xingye".
This voice...
Fu Xingye shook slightly, and habitually lowered his head to look at the person in his arms. The line of sight was naturally pitch black, and he still couldn't see anything.
He muttered: "Small stutter?"
Nie Changhuan looked up at the man, and her tears burst immediately. She bit her lip and turned her head too far, not wanting to cry. With this head turned, she saw Fu Xingye's hand that had been stained red with blood. The opening on the back of the hand was not deep but hideous.
When the tears were more turbulent, her heart seemed to be gripped by iron claws, and she couldn't help but twitch.
Fu Xingye was injured.
They bullied a blind man like this!
But she didn't have time to check Fu Xingye's injury, because someone had already caught up.
She took the opportunity to go around Fu Xingye's lower back with her arm, pulling him to continue to flee!
But the middle-aged man had already caught up. He stared at the two of them, and raised his hand to pull Nie Changhuan out of Fu Xingye's arms.
Nie Changhuan grunted, biting his lips tightly and struggling hard. He thought that he was inevitable. At this moment, Fu Xingye suddenly hugged her on one side and blocked the middle-aged man and her with his body, then he lifted it up. Suddenly exerted force from his right hand, he pierced the tiles in his hand fiercely!
He couldn't see his eyes and didn't know where he was stuck. He only heard the other party's scream. Nie Changhuan's lips trembled. He didn't dare to look at the middle-aged man, and helped Fu Xingye to run forward desperately.
Fu Xingye suddenly exerted force several times in a row, and at this moment he was about to collapse, his consciousness was so tranced that he couldn't even hear his voice.
Around the corner of the corridor, Nie Changhuan knew that the blood stains on his hands would reveal his whereabouts, so he quickly took off his coat and wrapped his hands, and then helped him to run forward for a while. After struggling to make a resolution, she stretched out her hand and left. Twist the door handles of several nearby rooms.
It was also lucky that she happened to run into a room with the door open, she immediately pulled Fu Xingye into hiding and closed the door gently.
The moment the door closed, the whole world was quiet.
After Nie Changhuan locked the door behind him, he stood quietly in the dark room with his back against the door. After a long time, his trembling body slowly calmed down.
She didn't dare to make a sound, raised her hand and wiped the tears on her face before she went to see Fu Xingye who fell on the ground.
He didn't move, as if he didn't even breathe.
Nie Changhuan couldn't breathe for a while, rushed to kneel beside him, tremblingly probed his nose, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.
She took a quick look at the room, and there were a lot of things neatly stacked in it. There was no one in it. It should be a storage room.
Nie Changhuan took a thick stack of white sheets from the shelf next to him and laid them on the ground, which made Fu Xingye lie on it.
After doing this, she panted heavily, only to feel that there was a needle sticking in her throat.
However, she remembered Fu Xingye's hand, rested for a short while, then knelt beside Fu Xingye, carefully took the man's big hand, and gently untied her clothes, only then found that Fu Xingye was holding a piece of porcelain in her palm. At this moment, he was still holding it tightly, and blood was still leaking from the palm of his grip.
"It hurts so much, you are too cruel to yourself..." Nie Changhuan's nose was sour due to distress, and she sucked her nose with her mouth flat.
She took a deep breath, and took a lot of effort to break his fingers one by one. She took away the tiles that had been completely stained with blood, and saw the deep wound on Fu Xingye's palm. At that time, she cautiously held Fu Xingye's hand, still couldn't hold back, lowered her head and whimpered.
She couldn't imagine that if she didn't happen to run into Fu Xingye today, and Fu Xingye didn't stop the middle-aged man for her, she would definitely not have the ability and courage to escape.
It was Fu Xingye who rescued her again.
Nie Changhuan wiped away tears indiscriminately, and walked around the room, but couldn't find anything currently available. She didn't dare to go out, so she returned to Fu Xingye and guarded him quietly.
In short, it is temporarily safe.
But the endless fear still made her back cold, especially Fu Xingye still alive or dead.
She sat next to Fu Xingye as close as possible. Only in this way would she feel more at ease.
She turned her head to look at him, and saw that the hair on his forehead was all sweaty, and some hair strands stuck to his eyelids and pressed his thick black eyelashes.
Nie Changhuan was afraid that he would be uncomfortable, so he lay down lightly, raised his hand and gently pulled his hair away, but when she was about to retract her hand, Fu Xingye suddenly reached out and clasped her wrist.
With his right hand, Nie Changhuan immediately felt a warm and sticky wrist, and it was the blood from his palm that had stained her wrist.
Nie Changhuan felt distressed, and while breaking his fingers, he whispered to him, "Fu Xingye, let go!"
The voice reached Fu Xingye's dizzy ears, low, soft and delicate, as unreal as if he was far away.
He didn't know what she was talking about. He was so painful now that he instinctively wanted to grab the voice's owner and pull her down, where would he release his fingers.
The more Fu Xingye clenched and tightened, Nie Changhuan became more anxious. She also knew that Fu Xingye was probably unconscious and stopped persuading. She looked at him with anxious red eyes and found that his thin pale lips were opening and closing slightly. She thought he wanted What he said, he lowered his body and put his ear to his mouth.
But before she had time to hear anything, Fu Xingye suddenly raised his hand to press on the back of her neck. Nie Changhuan subconsciously supported his body with his hands, staring at him while trying his best not to let himself fall on him.
It wasn't until this moment that she realized with hindsight what kind of medicine Fu Xingye had been given.
"Fu... Fu Xingye, don't do this, you, you... You..." Nie Changhuan squatted for a long time but didn't say it completely, but his voice trembled unconvincingly.
Fu Xingye couldn't hear him at all. The hand stuck on the back of her neck became harder and harder. He also loosened her wrist and pinched her chin tightly with the injured hand.
"Fu Xingye, wake up, don't be like this... Don't be like this, okay..." Nie Changhuan clenched his fingers to the floor, using all his strength to support his body.
She was completely imprisoned, and her whole body was extremely stiff.
She didn't expect that she would experience this kind of thing for the second time tonight. Disgust and fear drowned her sanity. She bitterly thought, she should have escaped long ago. Why should she take care of Fu Xingye
However, Fu Xingye rescued her and suffered a serious injury. She couldn't care about him either.
Nie Changhuan's mind was fighting between heaven and man, but he could clearly feel the open wound in Fu Xingye's palm.
Because he was getting harder and harder, the flesh was squeezed, and blood was constantly flowing out, dripping down, drop by drop on the corners of Fu Xingye’s lips, and the blood flowed down the corners of his lips to his neck... Fu Xingye looked extremely painful. When his eyebrows were frowning, he finally let go of Nie Changhuan, curled up laboriously, and hummed depressed and tremblingly.
At the moment when she was released by the man, Nie Changhuan hurriedly drew back. Amidst the thumping heartbeat, she didn't know how she ran to the door of the room.
But now, she dare not go out, and she... can't bear to go out.
Why hasn't Bai Xiu come yet
Why hasn't anyone come yet? !
She clenched the doorknob, still couldn't help but look back at Fu Xingye.
Fu Xingye curled up on the ground with his back to her, his back trembling faintly, and intermittent gasping sounds came from his back.
Nie Changhuan hurriedly retracted her gaze. She was afraid that she would not be able to help but return to him if she watched again, but hearing his low gasp, she gritted her teeth and returned to him.
Fu Xingye has no voice.
Her heart sank, and she hurriedly raised her hand to push his shoulder: "Fu Xing... Hmm!"
The sky was spinning, and when Nie Changhuan came back to his senses, the man's face was already above her, close at hand!
Fu Xingye didn't know when he opened his eyes. In those eyes, only the ink-colored karma fire was burning frantically, without her shadow.
"No... Don't..." Nie Changhuan used his hands and feet to kick him and beat him, but he seemed to lose his mind and was completely unmoved.
Nie Changhuan was terribly scared. Seeing him getting closer and closer, she didn't know what she was struggling with, so she picked it up and threw it on Fu Xingye's head.
She didn't know if it was because she had never hurt anyone or because of something. When that thing was only a fraction of the distance from Fu Xingye's forehead, she suddenly stopped her action.
Then she saw clearly that it was a glass ashtray.
If she really hit Fu Xingye's head with it, she would not dare to imagine the consequences.
She didn't have time to imagine the consequences, and Fu Xingye grabbed her by both hands.
When tears rolled down from his eyes, Nie Changhuan tremblingly closed his eyes, and the ashtray he held in his hand fell on the carpet, still making a muffled sound.
…
In the box, Bai Xiu was almost drunk, and the sexy woman in the red dress had long been missing.
He squinted his eyes and leaned on the sofa, still doing Tai Chi with the person he invited.
The other party held a photo in his hand: "Master Bai, I don't sell this photo for money, I just want to be friends with you and Master Fu."
Bai Xiu laughed drunkly with him: "What are you, and want to be friends with him?"
The other party's expression changed, and then he hurriedly lost his smile, and was about to save the scene, Bai Xiu's cell phone rang, it was Cheng Ke.
"Little master, the boss is not in the room, did you remember the room number wrong?"
"Impossible, I..." Bai Xiu thought dullly, his heart was not good, and he quickly got up and rushed out, but when he rushed to the door, he winked at the two people standing outside the door before leaving.
The two looked at each other, rushed directly into the box and snatched the photo from that person. When it was over, they stuffed people with half a million, and went straight to chase Baixiu away.
The people in a box looked at each other, and no one dared to say anything.
…
Fu Xingye woke up in the hospital.
Seeing him open his eyes, Bai Xiu was so scared that his knees trembled a little, so he winked at Chen Yanchuan and motioned for him to pass.
Chen Yanchuan pushed his glasses, bent over and asked Fu Xingye softly, "San Shao, how do you feel?"
"Bai Xiu, let him roll over." Fu Xingye didn't move, his voice calm and steady.
A 30-year-old man from Bai Xiu was so scared that he almost cried, but he hesitated step by step and leaned in: "Watch... Cousin."
Fu Xingye stopped talking instead.
Bai Xiu softened his legs, and hurriedly dragged a chair to sit next to him: "All the monitoring has been checked, but the other party came prepared. The monitoring equipment was damaged and unusable as early as yesterday afternoon.
"The people in the box last night, went up to the three generations of the ancestors and went to the pet vehicle. They were all checked. No problem was found for the time being." Bai Xiu touched his nose with a guilty conscience. It is the female companion they brought, with a complicated identity background, and in the end, it should not be too abnormal to find out."
Fu Xingye closed his eyes: "So."
"...I don't know the origin of the other party at the moment. I haven't alarmed the public officials for the time being. I'm afraid it will be inconvenient when you want to deal with it by yourself." Bai Xiu swallowed, "I speculate that the problem should lie with you drinking the medicine. The glass of water. The medicine you drink is already bitter. If you put a handful of medicine in your mouth and drink the water, it is almost impossible to notice the abnormality.
After speaking, Bai Xiu narrowed his neck and aimed at Fu Xingye.
Fu Xingye sat up slowly and reached out to touch his glasses next to him. Chen Yanchuan immediately pushed the glasses quietly to the place closest to his fingertips.
Fu Xingye put on his glasses slowly, his thin lips were pale, but the eyes behind the glasses were dark and frightening.
Bai Xiu lifted his ass slightly, ready to drive away at any time, but he suddenly reacted: "Don't you remember what happened last night?"
Chen Yanchuan replied: "The doctor said just now that the dose is too heavy, which may lead to hallucinations and loss of consciousness. According to the test results, the dose last night is the highest limit that a normal person can bear. A little more will be fatal. In other words, if the Third Young Master did not succeed last night...cough cough, if the drug was discharged, the Third Young Master might not be able to wake up today."
"Ah... oh." Speaking of that, plus Chen Yanchuan's too euphemistic words, Bai Xiu wanted to laugh a little, but he didn't dare. He lowered his head and thought, "But when I found you yesterday, you They are lying on the stairs, their clothes and pants are neat, they shouldn’t look like someone... Well, even if there is such a woman who is willing to dedicate her life, there is no condition for the stairs!"
After Bai Xiu finished speaking, he and Chen Yanchuan looked at each other. Chen Yanchuan only took a look, then quickly moved his eyes away, the tips of his ears were already red.
Fu Xingye didn't wake up, and no one dared to take off his clothes. That was his taboo. So at this moment, he is still wearing yesterday's clothes, and the belt is still well tied.
Bai Xiu is still like a fool: "I rely on relying on the wild, you will not be in the stairwell...?"