Chapter 1128 I Bet My Life

Huo Si's voice was calm, with endless cruelty in it.

The car was driving very fast, and the bullet hit the glass and made a 'bang' sound.

Song Yaoyao had to hold on tightly to control herself from being thrown away by the twisting car.

She simply bent over, slid off the seat, half-knelt down and groped under the seat, and soon came across a box. She yanked the box out and opened it.

The black pistol exuded a metallic luster.

"Hold--"

At this moment, Huo Si cursed secretly.

"Miss Song..."

Song Yaoyao raised her eyes and saw the dazzling high beams ahead, illuminating the entire road as if it were daytime.

Attack from front and back.

The distance is getting closer.

Song Yaoyao glanced sideways and suddenly smiled.

"Huo Si."

Huo Si's throat was dry and hoarse. He was not afraid of death, but he didn't want a good girl like Miss Song to die here.

Moreover, my husband’s life or death is uncertain. If Miss Song also...

He didn't dare to think about it.

"You say."

"Do you believe in my luck?"

Huo Si was stunned. He couldn't figure out why Song Yaoyao suddenly said this at this time. She just rolled down the car window quickly, looked at the getting closer and closer, and suddenly ordered Huo Si in a deep voice, "Now, listen to me. , turn around!”

"Varied--"

Huo Si didn't have time to think too much. At this moment, he didn't know why he believed in Song Yaoyao so much.

The girl's calm voice, in such a chaotic night, is like a ray of breeze, slowly blowing into people's hearts.

Inexplicably, Huo Si also calmed down.

Turn the steering wheel hard and make a U-turn.

The people chasing the car in front were stunned, thinking that they knew they had no way out, so they just gave up?

Why turn around?

It was a vast sea, with a faint glimpse of blue under the strong light.

"Drive the car into the ocean!"

"Varied--"

"open!"

Song Yaoyao's voice was cold and stern, "Besides this, do we have any other choice?"

The car coming from the opposite direction was obviously not here to support them.

Then there is only one possibility, to kill them.

Huo Si gritted his teeth and stepped on the accelerator.

"thump--"

Huge waves arose.

The second before entering the water, Song Yaoyao held her breath.

Huo Si let go of the steering wheel and turned his head.

The car kept sinking.

Song Yaoyao gestured to him to indicate that she was okay.

Huo Si felt relieved.

Those people stood on the shore and kept shooting into the sea.

Some people even jumped directly into the sea to find them.

Barely able to open her eyes in the water, Song Yaoyao held onto the car seat, put a dagger into Huo Si's hand, and pointed at the black figures.

Huo Si understood what Song Yaoyao meant.

He glanced at Song Yaoyao, but he couldn't see clearly through the sea water. Vaguely, he felt Song Yaoyao smiling at him.

He was inexplicably relieved.

He got out of the car window and quickly rushed towards those people.

Song Yaoyao had a smile in her eyes.

Her body was losing strength, and the water was gradually squeezing her lungs, pushing the air out of her body.

Huo Si didn't know that Song Yaoyao couldn't swim at all...

In her previous life, she was a weak heart patient. Even if she had the will, she was powerless.

Before she lost consciousness, Song Yaoyao climbed out of the window.

She admitted that she was betting, but this time the bet was her life.

The blood dyed the sea water red, and the foreign men in black on the shore laughed.

"They're dead!"

Someone said viciously.

Time passed by minute by minute.

It was only a few minutes, but it seemed like an entire century had passed.

The men smoking cigarettes and squatting on the shore saw a body gradually floating on the sea, laughed loudly, and ordered people to go and fish it out.

When the face-down body was turned over and the lights flickered, everyone fell silent.

Invisible depression spread in the air, and no one could laugh.

Just like this, corpses kept coming up.

And the person they were looking for was missing——

-

This is a holy and tall church. The flags on the church are fluttering in the wind, and snow-white seagulls are circling on the sea.

There is a faint sound of hymns in my ears.

"Cough, cough cough..."

Song Yaoyao woke up slowly, her throat hurt as if someone had cut it out with a knife, and her eyes quickly filled with moisture from the pain.

The room was small, with black and white nun clothes hanging on hangers. Dark red carpet and gold decoration, the furniture is brown logs.

Is this a church?

She saw the portrait of Jesus hanging in the room and the cross pattern carved on the table.

So, she won the bet——

Song Yaoyao coughed twice more and sat up from the bed.

Someone rescued her? still--

As soon as this idea came up, the sound of leather shoes stepping on the floor could be heard outside the door.

"Click——"

The man wearing a priest's attire has a handsome face, with pale skin exposed outside the black clothes, blue pupils and blood-stained lips, as if he is a vampire in the book.

Eyes facing each other.

The priest smiled softly and mysteriously, "Oh! My dear little angel, we meet again."

Song Yaoyao coughed and raised her eyes, "Father Nolan."

"It seems you still remember me."

The young priest poured her a glass of water, walked to Song Yaoyao and handed it to her, "It's just that you look bad. Well, maybe you can tell me what happened."

The sweet water moistened Song Yaoyao's throat, and it finally didn't hurt so much. She exhaled and looked at Nolan's silence.

Her pupils are very dark and bright, and when she looks at people quietly, they always make people feel soft.

The same goes for Nolan.

"Oh, okay, okay."

He spread his hands and said, "It's okay if you don't want to say it. Just take a good rest first."

"Is this a church?"

Nolan was stunned when he heard this. After a moment, he smiled mysteriously and said, "It can be said that this is my place. You can rest assured to recover."

"Thanks."

Song Yaoyao knew that Nolan must not be simple.

In the few times they met, Huo Jiu, who was as calm as he was, had developed strong hostility and wariness towards Nolan.

Although later, Huo Yunque did not stop her from meeting Nolan.

But so far, Song Yaoyao still doesn't know whether Nolan is an enemy or a friend.

Where did he get Song Lanchuan's letter? Brother, he is clearly in another world.

Song Yaoyao knew nothing about any of this.

-

Nolan did as he said. If Song Yaoyao didn't say anything, he wouldn't ask.

He stood up and left quickly, allowing Song Yaoyao to sort out those messy thoughts.

Whose party are the people chasing them?

Lankester?

She didn't know what kind of business Huo Yunque was doing or what his influence was in country y.

However, there must be many people standing in that position who want Huo Yunque to die.

She was obviously still very tired, but Song Yaoyao couldn't sleep.

The hymn coming from the distance was faintly visible, but it could not calm Song Yaoyao's inner anxiety at all.

She had already changed her clothes, and Nolan even thoughtfully prepared a change of clothes for her.

-

The church was empty. Song Yaoyao raised her head. The huge cross and Jesus crucified on it hung high in the center.