Close.

He saw Xiaohui's face clearly.

It is white.

No blood.

Lips are purple.

You can vaguely see the faint corpse spots.

Under her, a faint trace of blood seeped out of the ground with the rain and was then washed away.

"Xiao Hui?"

A Jian glared at Long Si in disbelief, and his voice was sharp: "Uncle Fourth!"

"Woo..."

Long Si couldn't help but swallow, tears flowing down his red eyes, and he was silent and sobbing in a low voice.

"Hand up!"

Ajian signaled Xiaomei to support Long Si, and beat Xiaohui up and carried her into her arms and walked into the Sihai Restaurant.

"People come!"

While shouting at the hands, Ajian quickly walked in, pulled off the tablecloth on the table and spread it on the ground, and put Xiaohui down flat.

Tear off the blanket wrapped around her.

On the clothes.

The bullet holes were exposed, and the simply bandaged cloth strips were stained with blood. In the undry rain, the tablecloth gradually dyed red.

Ajian seemed to be a little disbelief, and reached out to test Xiaohui's breath. His body, which had been stiff, naturally would not respond any more.

"Uncle Fourth!"

Ajian gritted his teeth and turned his head to look at Long Si who was sitting in a daze: "What the hell is going on!"

Long Si sat on the chair, his eyes dulled, looking straight ahead without any reaction.

"Uncle Fourth!"

Ajian walked up to him, held his head with both hands, looked at the godless Long Si, and reached out to slap his face: "Say!"

"Tell me!"

Under continuous slap.

Long Si reacted and stared at Ajian in a daze. Tears flowed down again, and then told the story.

After yesterday's shooting, Long Si returned to the present and carried Xiaohui out, left the scene as soon as possible, stole the cloth blanket from someone else's yard, and found Ajian all the way forward.

"I shouldn't have gotten off at that time!"

Long Si's voice was even more swallowed, and he grabbed Ajian's arm and cried bitterly: "If I hadn't gotten out of the car, I could help Xiaohui block the bullet."

"Xiaohui won't die, she won't die."

“…”

Ajian suddenly became silent, let go of Long Si's hand, and looked at Xiaohui on the ground for a moment without knowing what to say.

He looked at Long Si who was crying without saying a word, sat cross-legged on the ground, took out a lighter and lit it.

He leaned over and sucked hard at the jumping flame, swallowing the flame into his mouth.

It took a while.

Ajian closed his eyes and raised his head, thinking for a moment: "Uncle Fourth, it must be the one who came to join in to sell you."

"impossible."

Long Si looked at Ajian in disbelief and breathed rapidly: "Asen is my best confidant brother before, and he can't betray me."

"impossible?!"

A Jian glared at Long Si: "Only he knows whereabouts of coming to the United States, who else would he be?"

"Who can keep staring at you when you get off the car?"

"As soon as you leave the dock, you immediately surrounded him and fired with a gun. After the strafing, you left immediately."

"Time, place, event, purpose is very clear. Who else would he be if it weren't?!"

A Jian asked questions one after another, and his thoughts were very clear.

"!"

When Long Si heard this, he was silent for a moment and there was no further text.

"What? You don't believe it?"

Ajian reached out and pointed to the phone: "If you don't believe it, you can call him now and try it out."

"He should have known that you are not dead yet. If you call him, his tone will definitely change."

"!"

Long Si's lips were stuttering, and the corners of his mouth kept twitching.

The early concept of the world told him that his confidant brothers could not do such a thing.

The world of the world at that time was very moral.

“Times are changing.”

Ajian reached out and poked Long Si's chest: "The morality of the past no longer exists."

"If it were him, even if I became a ghost, I would have to kill him with my own hands!"

Long Siyi gritted his teeth, stood up from his seat, came to the side of the phone, and reached out to dial a string of phone calls.

soon.

At the other end of the phone, Asen's voice rang.

"Hello."

"It's me, Long Si."

"Fourth Brother?!"

When Asen heard Long Si's voice, his tone was stunned at first, and then he became excited: "Great, Fourth Brother, you're fine."

"I already know the shooting. Where are you now? I'm safe. I'll send someone to pick you up now."

"You stay where you don't move, don't trust anyone."

Asen spoke very quickly, and he told him very quickly: "Mark Lee's younger brother Ajian is also in the United States, right?"

"I asked someone to investigate. It seems that Ajian is making trouble. He is mixed with the local gang and collects other people's money to come..."

Asen is still talking.

but.

The other end of the phone has been hung up by Long Si.

"Punish you Lao Mu!"

Asen gritted his teeth and cursed: "Old guy, I'm quite alert, but it's useless."

After talking to Deng Jiayong.

Asen had already arranged for someone to look for him. He used to follow Long Si, and he knew very well about the relationship between Long Si, Song Zihao, and Mark Li.

Now that something big happened, Long Si was helpless in the United States, and he was in New York.

He will definitely go to Marc Lee's younger brother Ajian.

so.

Asen's manpower is now leaning towards Ajian's Sihai Restaurant.

Sihai Restaurant.

Ajian, who was listening to what Asen said, immediately signaled everyone to leave: "Asen took the initiative to mention me, he must have guessed that you would come to me."

"Maybe his people have arrived now."

After saying that.

He reached out to pick up Xiaohui on the ground and prepared to go out.

Walking along.

"Wait a moment!"

Ajian shouted, signaling Xiaomei and others not to go out through the main door: "It's no longer safe to walk through the back door."

The group immediately turned back, turned out from the kitchen passage behind and got into the car.
To be continued...