Falling back to gl

Chapter 113

Outside the warehouse is a wide flat land, away from densely populated residential areas.

Several cars drove towards this side one after another, enclosing the surrounding area, separated by a clear boundary, and formed the opposite to the warehouse.

All police cars.

Those who followed Nanjia and the others came here to handle the case.

The personnel in uniform were well-trained and dispatched neatly, and the female police officers with medical experience rushed out of the team to help deal with it.

Two other policemen also came over to guard them.

The color of the sky was thick, and the stars and the moon fell into the thick clouds, not seeing half of the light.

Dull, gloomy...the indelible gray is pressing on the top, and it is lifeless.

Everything in front of him was stained with a whitish gray, and the perceived reality was fading away a little bit.

It's like a painting with wet paint falling into the water, gradually getting soaked, and all the colors are slowly blurred until they are peeled off into a mess and can no longer be distinguished from the original.

Everywhere you look is vain, including one figure after another.

Ji Cen'an didn't feel the pain, but he couldn't speak, his reaction became very bad, he couldn't even raise his hand, and it was difficult to breathe.

As a result, the movements of the people around have also slowed down, like an old movie played frame by frame because of something wrong.

Nanjia's breathing was short and heavy at this time.

Ji Cen'an couldn't hear it, but he knew it vaguely, inexplicably.

Uncontrollable, she wanted to grab Nanjia's clothes at that moment, but there was nothing she could do.

Nanga was even more embarrassed than her, without her usual calmness and coldness, hugging her tightly, the blood on her lips faded, her slender figure was as thin as a piece of fragile paper.

Nanjia had never been so flustered before. She supported her with one hand, and pressed her hand desperately on her bleeding gunshot wound, clutching it, not daring to let go.

The policeman said something, about how to carry out on-site first aid, and the female policeman nervously commanded the others, opening and closing her mouth, fully on guard.

But the sound could not reach Ji Cen'an's ears. She moved her fingertips, but in the end she couldn't touch Nanjia's clothes.

A little distance, not enough.

Unable to tell the truth from reality, Ji Cen'an drooped his eyes, and some images suddenly flashed in his mind.

The flashback is normal, remembering many things for no reason, one after another, in a revolving circle.

For no reason, I remembered that time before they left City Z, when they were lying on the bed naked...

She nibbled the tip of Nanjia's ear, pretending to promise ambiguously: "I love you too."

Nanga didn't move.

She repeated it once, with tenderness and gentleness.

Not to be fooled, Nanjia insisted: "Don't even think about..."

She kissed Nanjia, did it once, and when she was too tired to move, she leaned on Nanjia again and said, "You have always been mine."

And the first time we met, she pretended to reach out to Nanjia, and said cheekily, "Miss Nanjia, I have long admired you."

Nanjia touched her palm without a trace, and took it back in less than half a second.

The disgust is very real.

Later, in the house near the school, they had sex for the first time. Nanjia was quite cold on the surface, and asked her first: "Don't talk, don't turn on the lights."

When it was over, he fell on her shoulder in a daze, brushed away her sweaty hair, leaned against her, and whispered slowly and forcefully: "Hold me."

She didn't follow suit, and caressed Nanga's smooth lower back in a vicious manner.

The roots of Nanjiaer are all red.

She blew, pretending to be stupid on purpose: "Is there any discomfort?"

Nanjia pushed her: "Shut up."

She chuckled, then hugged Nanjia again, and said softly, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Nanjia pulled the corner of the quilt and closed her eyes.

She tilted her head and rested her head on Nanga's collarbone. She accepted the truth without knowing it, and said noisily: "You are so hot..."

Nanga froze.

"Is it hot in the room?" She pretended to ask, blinking her eyes, playing tricks on purpose.

……

It's a scene where the two get along.

There is no association, no order.

It seems like a long time, and it seems that only a very short time has passed.

Memories disappeared one by one, gradually turning into nothingness.

The sky is full of darkness, mixed with the impetuousness of autumn.

The air was filled with an unpleasant smell of blood.

The scene is chaotic.

But it was quiet, and the surrounding things seemed particularly abrupt in this ordinary night.

Nanjia called a few more times——

"Ji Cen'an."

"Don't close your eyes, just look at me."

……

"Don't sleep, wake up..."

"Open your eyes."

"Ji Cen'an."

Unable to control himself, Nanjia seemed to be taken out, not only his voice was trembling, but also his hands and body.

Fingertips are cold, no warmth at all.

Nanjia moved closer, getting close to Ji Cen'an's face, their noses almost facing each other.

"I'm here, look at me..."

"do not sleep."

"Ji Cen'an..."

"Please."

……

Not far from the rear, the man with the gun hadn't let go of his hand, facing here.

The muzzle of the gun was directed here, aiming at Nanga's head.

Ji Tianming was dressed in a decent white shirt and trousers, his hands and chest were covered with blood.

The warm red eyes are particularly eye-catching.

He came to end the fight. He had just come out of the psychiatric hospital. After confronting Ji Yunjing and Cheng Yuzhu respectively, he rushed here. Seeing Ji Cen'an about to run, he shot without hesitation.

A family must be complete, he cannot let Ji Cen'an leave.

The hostage in front of Ji Tianming was the green-eyed curly-haired man who obeyed Ji Yunjing's words.

The curly-haired half-dead man was also shot, and knelt limply on the ground, being pulled by Ji Tianming's hair.

He had a gun in his hand, and the Swiss police didn't dare to go up easily. They only persuaded him and took the opportunity to approach him.

There were also other people present, who were Nanjia's helpers.

Ji Tianming wasn't afraid at all, since he couldn't turn back, he didn't plan to leave a way out for himself.He has been greatly stimulated, and at this moment is comparable to his own mother when he was ill, extremely unstable.He yelled at Nanga: "Get up, get up, let her go!"

Nanjia hugged Ji Cen'an and turned a deaf ear.

Ignoring the gun that had already injured four people, he only focused on Ji Cen'an who was already unconscious.

The police quickly surrounded them and strictly protected them.

Draw a line around them and block them together.

Ji Tianming pointed the gun at the police again, swept it in a circle, and then aimed it at the green-eyed curly-haired man's forehead, threatening loudly: "No one is allowed to save her, back away, if I go up again, I will kill her first!" this!"

While going crazy, I didn't forget to repeat it in German, and then fired a shot into the void.

He didn't want Ji Cen'an to be rescued, but wanted to drag his "relatives" to die together.

He was a complete lunatic, driven by the conversation in the afternoon, and couldn't get the result he wanted from his biological parents, so he wanted to make everyone unhappy and teach the relevant people to pay their due price.

Ji Yunjing has been shot twice, Cheng Yuzhu has been sent away, and now Ji Cen'an is left.

Only Ji Cen'an is left.

Ji Tianming's eyes were red, his expression was ferocious, and he kept speaking German, telling him to hand over Ji Cen'an.

But his demands were ignored, and the Swiss police were not prepared to negotiate with him.

A bullet fired, and another bang.

Towards their side, but missed and couldn't get in.

Ji Tianming lost his mind early in the morning, and was still clamoring, hating Ji Cenan to the bone.

Nanjia didn't give half of her eyes to that kind of insignificant character, she didn't let go, and leaned over Ji Cen'an, the shirt in front of her was soaked in blood.

Ji Cen'an's vital signs were already declining, and his breathing became weaker and weaker.

"Don't leave me, please." Nanga whispered, her throat tight.

But the person in her arms can no longer respond to herself as usual.

Another shot.

boom.

This time it was no longer Ji Tianming who called, but the police.

Ji Tianming pulled the trigger, but the gun was out of bullets.He couldn't do anything more, he was no longer a threat.

The bullet fired by the police hit Ji Tianming's right hand, and Ji Tianming immediately fell to the ground in pain, screaming continuously.

It was another mess.

Ji Tianming still didn't give up, he was pushed to the ground, and he still resentfully pointed in Ji Cen'an's direction and shouted: "I'll kill you, you all go to hell, go to hell!"

The police surrounded the scene and wiped out the other gangsters.

The two gringos stationed here did not make any resistance and were very sensible. Seeing that the situation was over, they raised their hands and walked out, voluntarily and honestly surrendering.

After all, they are just a group of rabble looking for money, and it is impossible to really fight to the death.

Nanjia sat on the ground all the time, regardless of her image, and when she was free, she touched Ji Cen'an's face and neck.

The eyes are wet and covered with mist.

"Don't leave me again, do you hear..." Nanjia leaned on Ji Cen'an's face, and touched him lip to lip, "I won't allow it, I can't."

……

"An An."

……

The darkness above lingers for a long time, and the darkness engulfs the surroundings endlessly.

It must be too late to send Ji Cen'an directly to the hospital. The medical staff must treat Ji Cen'an on the spot.

Nanjia was pushed away and stopped outside.

The lights of police cars and ambulances flickered, on and off.

Nanjia stood there alone, with the remaining warmth of the other party on his hands, the temperature of blood.

Boss Xue, who was helping out with her, stepped forward, pulled her away, and said something.

Nanjia was devastated, his lips were parted, he couldn't hear, and he couldn't speak a word.

On the ground, Ji Cen'an only had a body that was about to lose its life, and it didn't respond to the treatment.

There was only a short period of time before and after, and the whole process did not exceed 5 minutes. It has not been long since I fell down, but I am a little helpless.

Obviously this person was able to defeat the two foreigners before, but now it is the complete opposite.

Nanjia wanted to get closer, not to disturb, but just wanted to be closer.

But Boss Xue grabbed his arm and refused to let him go there again.

Unable to hold herself back as usual, Nanjia was cold from head to toe, and she was terrified in her bones.

I can't control anything.

Ji Tianming was still struggling, yelling and going crazy abnormally.

After an unknown amount of time, Nanjia turned her head stiffly and gave him a look.

Turning around and walking in front of this psychopath, he was coldly slapped across the face, making Ji Tianming's face tilted to one side.

Ji Tianming still chuckled, seeing Ji Cen'an surrounded by so many doctors and nurses, he said to himself: "She is hopeless, she will die soon."

Ignoring it, Nanjia raised his hand again and gave another resounding slap.

Ji Tianming didn't care, his eyes were sinister: "It's all your fault, it's your fault...you asked for it, you deserve it..."

He lowered his eyes and stared at his disgusting face.

His eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, and his white knuckles were bent. Nanjia stood firmly in front of him and said, "Then you'd better live longer."

Pausing for half a second, the blood-stained lips moved, and then: "If something happens to her, I will not let any of you go."