Chapter 1075 The Abandoned Wife of the Marshal of the Republic of China (74)

Not like this, not like this, watching her die in front of him.

Bai Weiwei smiled, sighed, no longer hesitated, and pulled the trigger with her finger.

In Fu Beizhe's eyes, the action of pulling the trigger was slow and terrifying.

He had never felt such a terrifying torture before, the blood in his whole body was frozen, only the heart slammed into his chest violently, and the ribs in the chest cavity were smashed.

Never before has a person's death allowed him to suffer this kind of torture.

With a bang, the bullet hit the train door.

Li Xinghe's face was pale and his lips were trembling violently. His hand tightly grasped the gun in Bai Weiwei's hand, and at a critical moment, the bullet that was sent into her throat was torn apart by the iron plate that hit their heads.

Bai Weiwei was stunned, Li Xinghe snatched the gun from her hand as if she had gone crazy.

She was about to protest.

Li Xinghe's expression became fierce, and he tapped her palm hard on the back of her neck.

Her eyes darkened, and her whole body fell softly.

The train is going fast.

Fu Beizhe was desperately chasing the train.

When he saw that Bai Weiwei was rescued by Li Xinghe, the fear in his heart suddenly eased.

For a moment, he actually thanked Li Xinghe for being quick and snatching the gun from Bai Weiwei's hand.

How could this woman be so stubborn.

Li Xinghe hugged Bai Weiwei and looked coldly at Fu Beizhe who was under the car. He shouted hoarsely, "You are not worthy of her, Fu Beizhe, I have never had any innocence with her, only my friend's kindness."

Bai Weiwei used her life to save him.

He should also use kindness to fulfill her steadfastness and innocence.

He is not Fu Beizhe. He loves someone because he wishes her well and her happiness.

Rather than hurt suspecting her.

Fu Beizhe didn't know what he kicked in his foot, and fell into a somersault.

Regardless of the pain, he got up from the ground, the train had already run away.

It was impossible to stop the train now, only the next station could be searched.

The adjutant behind him rushed over immediately, "Young Commander, your injury."

Fu Beizhe tugged at his sleeve and wiped the blood from his face fiercely. He said fiercely, "Follow me, stop the train at the next stop, and check for me one by one. If you see Li Xinghe, let me catch him regardless of whether he is alive or dead. ."

The adjutant hesitated, "What about the lady?"

Fu Beizhe looked at him coldly, seeing the adjutant cool.

Fu Beizhe suddenly kicked his legs and left, gritted his teeth and said, "Bring her back with all her beards and tails for me."

Even if you want to torture her and kill her.

It was his turn to act.

No one can touch it, not even herself.

Fu Beizhe couldn't even take care of the wound, so he got into the car chasing the train.

He got into the car and calmed down, only to realize that his fingers were still shaking.

He leaned on the seat with a splitting headache, closed his eyes and Bai Weiwei was holding a gun and looked at him calmly. she

Ink hair was flying, her little face was as white as snowflakes, but her eyes condensed all her bright colors.

She succeeded in making him only think of her.

Whether it's hatred, love, or a variety of complex emotions.

Fu Beizhe's brain occupied a Bai Weiwei.

He suddenly sneered, "Enyi, Enyi, you are talking about kindness, you are obviously forcing me to death."

How could she fulfill her kindness and righteousness in order to save others.

And hold a gun at him.

Fu Beizhe did not admit that what was tumbling in his heart was grievance and jealousy.

He is like a jealous husband. When he hates someone, he clearly realizes that his feelings for her still exist.

Fu Beizhe reached out and rubbed his face, but wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

He reached out and covered his eyes, bending his body piercingly.