My reunion with you is a belated confession

Chapter 108 Injured

Before Wei Qian could make a move, He Mingsheng walked quickly to Wei Qian's side and kicked him again.

"Since you want to die so much, it's not like I can't help you."

He Mingsheng's voice was as terrifying as if it came from Shura Hell.

The howling wind outside the house was like a soundtrack.

Punch after punch, He Mingsheng hit Wei Qian's stomach with fatal moves, punching to the flesh, without letting any water out.

Wei Qian's breathing was weak, his head was drooping, and his limbs hung limply as if he couldn't find a support.

"Want to die?" He Mingsheng asked, and then punched him.

"How do you want to die, dismember the body or feed it to the dogs?" He Mingsheng clenched his molars, and said in a sinister voice, "This place you chose is not bad, if you expose your body to the wilderness, you won't have to worry about no wild dogs to collect your body. "

He Mingsheng's only answer was weak breathing, and there were bursts of vibrations from his chest, as if he was laughing.

After being thrown into the corner again, Wei Qian looked at He Mingsheng again after a long time.

The person in front of him did not know where to take out a scalpel.

Suddenly a chill spread from the bottom of my heart, first to the tailbone, then to the back of the neck, and even the scalp.

"Scared?" He Mingsheng asked: "Didn't you just want to die?"

Wei Qian swallowed, he was really scared.

He is not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, but he is always unwilling and wants to save his life, otherwise he would not have lived in humiliation when he was bullied back then.

Moreover, this kind of He Mingsheng was something he had never seen before.

He provoked He Mingsheng so unscrupulously and jumped into He Mingsheng's minefield, but he knew from the bottom of his heart that this person would not do anything out of line, but he was wrong - he forgot that this person was a scumbag like Lu Tao. People who can send in.

Especially the cold touch of the scalpel amplified his nerves infinitely, and his fear increased significantly.

Until the coldness of the scalpel caught the temperature of his body, He Mingsheng picked it up again, put it on the back of Wei Qian's neck again, and then gently stroked from back to front until he reached his Adam's apple.

The tip of the knife touched the Adam's apple and carotid artery, fear spread to the whole body, and the hairs stood up, because the movement of swallowing saliva was too large due to nervousness.

He Mingsheng squeezed out a sneer from his chest: "Oh, don't worry, or my hands will shake easily."

The scene coincided with a rainy night, and fear swept over his whole body, wrapping him tightly like an impenetrable cloth.

"no, do not want……"

There was a piercing roar in Wei Qian's voice.

He Mingsheng's eyes darkened, as if there was a tinge of scarlet, and he raised the knife and dropped it.

The air suddenly froze, and there was no more sound. Until a long time passed, the imagined pain did not spread on the body.

A voice trembling with worry pulled back not only Wei Qian's thoughts, but also He Mingsheng.

"Brother..." Xing Heng hugged He Mingsheng, trying to stay away from Wei Qian, because of the force, his tone was a bit laborious: "Brother...it's me, Xing Heng."

He Mingsheng was in a trance, and slightly loosened his hand holding the scalpel.

The sudden appearance of Xingheng made He Mingsheng's face full of disbelief, and his eyes stared straight at the person in front of him.

"Come back...what are you doing?" Wei Qian asked out of time.

However, He Mingsheng's gaze didn't shift in any way, he still looked at Xingheng for a moment, afraid that the person in front of him would run away.

Xingheng glanced at the people on the ground, his expression was indifferent, he didn't stop for a long time, he turned to He Mingsheng and said, "Brother, let's go home."

The voice is gentle as if coaxing a child.

He Mingsheng didn't move, like a child who found his precious thing, full of grievances: "I knew it, I knew it, I knew you wouldn't be so cruel..."

I thought you would not come back, I thought I would look for you for a long time again, fortunately, you are back.

He Mingsheng's emotions seemed to be turned on, like a flood, stubbornly grasping Xingheng's hand, and before Xingheng could speak, he held him in his arms and hugged him tightly, as if he wanted to rub him into his Flesh and blood, integrated with oneself.

"Brother, I'm sorry." Xingheng patted He Mingsheng's back lightly, and said for a long time: "Take me home, okay?"

Xingheng didn't have many chances to see He Mingsheng's tears, so he was a little bit at a loss at the moment, especially since the tears just fell on his earlobe in an impartial way, it was difficult for people to ignore them.

"Hmm..." He Mingsheng's nasal voice was heavy.

Wait until the mood calms down, and slowly let go of the person in his arms.

After finding the person he was looking for, He Mingsheng seemed to let go of all his strength suddenly, and Xingheng calmed down all the hostility in his body, and he was completely different from the person who just held a scalpel and fought to the death.

One lives in darkness and one lives in light.

Ignoring the people lying on the ground, Xingheng pulled He Mingsheng up.

Walking to the door, Wei Qian said, "Why did you come back?"

Questioning, unwillingness, too many inexplicable emotions.

Xingheng didn't look back, and didn't even stop in his footsteps. He Mingsheng's tone was completely different from that of He Mingsheng, and he didn't respond to Wei Qian's one-tenth of his emotions. He said coldly: "It has nothing to do with you."

Wei Qian was startled, and stared at the two people who were about to go out for a moment, as if trying to penetrate their figures.

He Mingsheng took Xingheng's hand slightly, as if silently resisting, dissatisfied with Xingheng's answer to Wei Qian.

Xingheng smiled slightly, as if he only had this person in his eyes and heart, full of enthusiasm.

"Wait a moment!"

In an instant, Xing Heng felt a chill down his spine.

Because Wei Qian's voice was too close to the two of them, and his intuition was always fleeting, Xing Heng pushed He Mingsheng away suddenly, and shouted: "Be careful."

But He Mingsheng's reaction was faster than him, pulling Xingheng around and completely protecting him in his arms.

Opening his eyes again, Xingheng stopped breathing suddenly, and He Mingsheng frowned at the entrance of his eyes, but he tightly hugged Xingheng with his hands.

"Brother!" A voice resounded through the sky.

Xingheng's entire voice changed, and his face was even paler than the injured He Mingsheng.

"Brother, brother... He Mingsheng!!!"

I don't know where it hurt, but the strength of He Mingsheng holding Xing Heng gradually became weaker.

Ignoring the instigator, Xingheng focused all his attention on He Mingsheng, fearing that it would sweep him over, his lips trembled a little, and he called him "Brother" and "He Mingsheng" over and over again.

Shi Zhuo had just arrived, and hadn't entered the door yet. A distance of more than ten meters away, the voice filled his ears was Xingheng's "Brother" that pierced the sky just now, and the nervousness and trembling revealed in that voice.

When he rushed to the door, Xing Heng was covered in blood. He patted He Mingsheng's face with both hands, and repeated: "Brother, don't scare me, brother!!"

"Brother, take me home, please, I beg you, brother, wake up..."

The tone is anxious and desperate!

"Xingheng!" Shi Zhuo called Xingheng.

Xingheng raised his head, the tears on his face criss-crossed: "Brother Shi Zhuo, save him, save him quickly, please."

Worries occupied his thoughts, he had no thinking ability to call for help, and he didn't even notice the strange people who appeared in front of him, so he could only call for help instinctively.

"Hurry up to the hospital and call Jiang Hai." Wu Hang appeared out of nowhere and brought Li Chang along with him.

Wu Hang glanced around, and narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw something.

Pointing to the fainted He Mingsheng, he said to Li Chang, "Help him get into the car, the ambulance will pick up halfway."

Methodical command.

Human life is at stake, and the situation is urgent. Li Chang no doubts that he is there, so he nods to help directly.

When Wei Qian saw Wu Hang, she took a few steps back unconsciously.

Wu Hang's temperament is too frightening, full of banditry.

"Desperado?" Wu Hang walked towards Wei Qian step by step, and softly whispered a word from his chest, full of disdain.

But Wu Hang didn't say anything more.

Just bend slightly.

As soon as he got up, Li Chang came in, and Wu Hang put on a fake smile: "Call the police."

"Hey!" Li Chang patted his chest, "Isn't the real policeman here?"

Wu Hang nodded: "OK!"

Just took a step away, leaned back: "A person can?!"

"Uh..." Li Chang chuckled, "Okay, okay, you call the police, I'll wait for someone!"

Before leaving, Wu Hang glanced at Wei Qian.

Wei Qian's expression froze.

For some reason, seeing Wu Hang always made Wei Qian nervous unconsciously, as if there was an invisible coercion.