Fast Through the Villain, Sweet and Wild

Rong Huang ignored the strange eyes of the people around him, wearing a nightgown, and quickly ran to the other side of the car with his bare feet.

The stones on the hard ground made the soles of his feet a little painful, but Rong Huang didn't have time to take care of it.

Rong Huang saw Cen Liangxi in the back seat of the car.

The man's face was bloody, and his breathing was extremely slow.

The originally bleak eyes suddenly lit up when they saw Rong Huang.

The hand that fell on his side wanted to lift it up, caressing Rong Huang's face as usual, but it fell powerlessly when it was halfway up.

Rong Huang glanced at the deflated car door, directly used brute force to pull the car door out, and threw it aside.

Accompanied by a bang, a cry of exclamation sounded behind him.

"Who is this person? So strong!"

"I guess it's the little lover of the man in the car, I don't feel ashamed of looking at the clothes!"

"Ancheng is not at peace recently. Isn't this a spy?"

"It's possible, otherwise, who would dare to do this on the street, and only the Marshal Mansion would dare to do it."

"..."

Rong Huang climbed into the car, ignoring the blood and dirt in the car, holding Cen Liangxi's hand, her soft voice trembling, "I'll take you to the hospital, you hold on."

He said he was going to hug the man who was soaked in a pool of blood.

The man stopped Rong Huang, a weak smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, with regret in his eyes, "I...not too late...make a snack for you."

While talking, blood flowed from the corner of the man's mouth.

It flowed down the chin onto the shirt, dyed the fabric red, and also dyed Rong Huang's white hands.

The red thorns made Rong Huang's eyes hurt, and the tears that had been rolling in his eye sockets finally dripped.

The little girl's tears fell on the back of Cen Liangxi's hand, making his heart hurt.

"Don't talk, I'll take you out, I'll take you to the hospital." Rong Huang's tears were falling, his voice was crying, and he bit his lip and carried the man out of the car.

But when he turned around and was about to take Cen Liangxi to the hospital, his leg was soft and hit the car, and he fell to the ground with Cen Liangxi, rubbing a large piece of flesh with his knee.

Rong Huang didn't glance at his knee, he wanted to get up with Cen Liangxi in his arms.

The noise around is still continuing.

"Yeah, it's really miserable, why don't we help send people to the hospital?"

"Do you dare to save the person the Generalissimo wants to deal with? I'm afraid it will be fatal!"

"Maybe it's not the commander's mansion?"

"Even if it's not the man who is going to kill in the Grand Marshal's mansion, it is not a simple character who can afford to drive a classic car. What if we help him lose his life?"

"We people, let's hang up high and let the snow go so that we don't have time to cause trouble to the upper body."

"Yes, the old Wang family makes sense!"

"..."

Cen Liangxi raised her hand to stop Rong Huang's attempt to hug him. Her face became paler and paler. Her red lips didn't have a trace of blood. She almost spoke in a voice, "I'm wrong, don't be angry."

Rong Huang wiped away the tears on his face, sobbing and getting up to hug Cen Liangxi, "I'm not angry, I'm not angry, don't die!"

"Let's go to the hospital. I won't be angry when you get better." Rong Huang's chest was filled with panic and overwhelming sadness. "When you get better, I will never let you sleep in the study room again. You can let me sleep in the study room. !"

"Cub." Cen Liangxi exhausted all her strength and squeezed Rong Huang's hand. Her dark brown pupils were a little dizzy. "Don't cry."

"I don't cry." Rong Huang quickly wiped away his tears, ignoring Cen Liangxi's prevention, picked him up, and instantly disappeared where he was.