Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

  Chapter 1053 The Abandoned Wife of the Marshal of the Republic of China (51)

   Li Xinghe sat sluggishly in the pit, more like a low-level person driving a rickshaw.

  He suddenly said: "Fu Beizhe, you have taught Weiwei badly."

  She was obviously such a quiet and beautiful woman, but suddenly became so violent, it must be that violent woman who taught her badly.

  Bai Weiwei drove the car, and when she rushed over, she just rushed into the middle of the two groups of people fighting.

  Bullets shot through the car window, she lay prone on the steering wheel, and all the glass shards shattered on her body.

  Bai Weiwei gritted her teeth and held back, she turned the steering wheel neatly, stepped on the accelerator, and slammed into the door of the restaurant.

  I hope that Fu Beizhe can hide quickly, otherwise it would be wrong to be run over to death by her.

  The car hit the counter and stopped, Bai Weiwei was shocked by the impact, she almost vomited blood, then she opened the door, and saw Fu Beizhe looking at her in disbelief.

  Bai Weiwei endured the pain and shouted: "Come up, Fu Beizhe."

  Fu Beizhe's angry face was moved for a moment, he gritted his teeth and said, "Bai Weiwei, you are so stupid."

   dared to come here.

   Didn't you let her run away?

   What are you doing back here? A woman looking for death.

   It's not clear what emotion is causing the pain in his heart. When Fu Beizhe saw her, he just wanted to vent his pain.

   Or called moved.

  【Ding, the hero's favorability is sixty-five. 】

  Bai Weiwei's small face had a crystal clear whiteness, and her black eyes shone with a cold light.

   "If you want to die, just keep scolding me."

  She looks so domineering and hateful.

   But beautiful.

  For the first time, Fu Beizhe admitted that a woman's beauty can actually kill one's heart.

  He suddenly bent over and rushed into the car, before the door was closed, Bai Weiwei had already driven the car back quickly, and then rushed out.

  A burst of bullets and bullets left the car riddled with holes.

   When Bai Weiwei rushed out, she only felt a pain in her arm, because the bullet grazed her flesh.

   Enduring the severe pain, she stepped on the accelerator and ran away without saying a word.

  Fu Beizhe changed the magazine, stuck his head out of the car window, and killed several assassins who were chasing him.

  The car drove all the way to Fu Beizhe's practice place.

   This place full of guns and guard posts all over the street is the base camp of Fu Beizhe's Tibetan soldiers.

  She just stopped the car, and sure enough, those sentries rushed over.

   And those assassins did not dare to catch up.

   Instead, they fled around.

   Fu Beizhe finished his gun and ammunition, and he heaved a sigh of relief before turning to look at Bai Weiwei.

  But he saw a scene that broke his mind.

  Bai Weiwei lay limply on the steering wheel, the blood on her arm soaked her clothes, dripping down the car.

  She frowned, her little face was pale, and her whole body was trembling.

  Fu Beizhe's body froze for a second, and he held his breath.

  He has seen too many dead people, and he will never be moved by the dead.

   This was the first time that he felt the tide of panic attacking him, completely submerging him.

  Suddenly, Bai Weiwei groaned in pain.

   This moan woke Fu Beizhe up.

   She's not dead yet.

  Fu Beizhe's eyes were red, he got out of the car immediately, quickly opened the door, carefully carried Bai Weiwei out, and then shouted at the soldiers who came up: "Go and call the doctor."

  The doctor came, and after seeing it, he breathed a sigh of relief, "Skin trauma, the bullet did not stay in the body, but there was too much blood flow, and blood transfusion and sutures were needed."

  Fu Beizhe immediately said: "Stop the bleeding first, let's go to the hospital."

   These surgeries are not safe here.

  The hospital has an operating room, and a clean operating room will reduce the chance of infection for patients.

  (end of this chapter)