PFC Chapter 319 Good job, 3!
Chapter 319 Good job, 3!
"Xiao Cheng! Are you crazy? I'm letting you go!" Chu He shouted anxiously.
"So damn noisy! Don't you know that bitches die from talking too much?"
The man in black slashed Chu He's neck several times with the knife in his hand.
Xiao Cheng took a deep breath, but remained calm.
"I said, let her go and I'll stay. If you touch her, I'll make you die miserably."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a gunshot, and the gun in the black-clothed man's hand shot Xiao Cheng on one side of the arm. In an instant, blood slowly flowed down his arm.
He seemed not to feel the pain and continued to walk forward.
"Alright, let her go now!"
Chu He's tears burst out and her heart ached sharply. She knew that Xiao Cheng was risking his life to protect her.
"Smart people make smart choices. It seems this woman is really useful."
The man holding the gun grinned fiercely, his eyes full of cruelty.
The man in black was obviously satisfied with Xiao Cheng's reaction and nodded.
As he said this, he signaled his companions to let Chu He go, but still pointed the dagger at her.
Chu He walked forward slowly. Just as she was about to approach Xiao Cheng, she suddenly accelerated and rushed towards the other man in black, shouting, "Xiao Cheng!"
One of the men in black was knocked to the ground by Chu He, but she herself was also badly injured.
This action was completely unexpected by the other party. Although it did not cause any harm to the other party, it made the situation somewhat chaotic.
Taking advantage of this gap, Xiao Cheng got into a fierce fight with another man in black.
Ordinary people cannot withstand Xiao Cheng's punches, and in this situation, every punch is filled with murderous intent.
"stop!"
With a shout, Xiao Cheng stopped swinging his fist, and his eyes filled with murderous intent instantly became bloodshot. He turned to look at Chu He, only to see that the dagger in the man's hand was again against the woman's neck.
Xiao Cheng was distracted for a moment, and the man he suppressed punched him in the temple. The killer's moves were all fatal.
Xiao Cheng felt dizzy, and a cut appeared on the skin of his forehead. Blood flowed into his eyes from the corners of his eyes, and his eyes were bloodshot. Then his body staggered and fell to the ground, and his consciousness was briefly blurred for a few seconds.
"No, Xiao Cheng! Xiao Cheng..., stop it!"
Chu He panicked, completely panicked.
The moment the man in black picked up the gun from the ground and pointed it at Xiao Cheng, a black shadow pounced on the man in black with the gun at lightning speed. The gun fell to the ground. As the black shadow tore at it, the man's wailing was heard as he fell to the ground.
"Good job, thirty!"
Xiao Cheng's hands were very quick. He picked up the gun on the ground and shot the man in black twice without any hesitation. The man screamed and fell to the ground.
When the other man saw his companion being shot, a fierce look flashed in his eyes.
"Damn it, Xiao Cheng, you really don't care about your woman's life or death!"
As he spoke, the black-clothed man increased the strength in his hands, and Chu He felt that the blade against her neck had penetrated a little deeper.
The skin under the knife was bleeding. The man was very careful in his actions. If the knife had been one millimeter deeper, the artery would have been severed.
Chu He gritted her teeth in pain, but managed not to make a sound.
He knew that Xiao Cheng must be in more pain than her right now, and he couldn't let him be distracted.
Seeing this, Xiao Cheng's eyes turned scarlet instantly, as if burning with two raging flames. He gripped the gun tightly, tightening his hands again and again, but it was as if he was under a spell, and he couldn't find the best angle.
Fortunately, Sanshi was still biting the man who was shot on the ground, so he could concentrate on dealing with the one next to Chu He.
If Chu He cannot kill the opponent with one blow, he will be in great danger.
"Let her go! Otherwise you'll end up like him."
The man in black holding the dagger remained unmoved.
He is indeed a desperado.
His eyes were cold, and he turned the muzzle of his gun towards the man on the ground and shot him again without mercy.