With his keen reflexes and extraordinary skills, he could completely push Jing Juntao away.
But...
At the moment he lunged, a thought flashed through his mind. Instead of pushing Jing Juntao, he changed his action and hugged Gu Jiajia.
Bang!
What Gu Jiajia awaited was not the pain of having her head smashed.
Rather, it was a muffled sound, the sound of flesh tearing.
She widened her eyes, only to find Gerry holding her tightly.
His tall figure blocked the blow for her.
At the same time, he also protected Yijun, who was between them...
With a steel bar coming down, Gerry felt as if his whole back was about to break.
He let out a muffled sound of pain, his pupils contracted.
Soon, his face changed dramatically, his chest felt sweet and, as he coughed, a mouthful of fresh blood sprayed out.
The blood stained Gu Jiajia's face and clothes, and dripped, drop by drop, onto Yijun.
"Jing Hua!" Gu Jiajia looked at Gerry in fear.
Gerry gave her a grin and then fainted.
