Lu Jingchen was injured in his waist. Just now, when he saw Chu Munan firing at him, he almost instinctively shielded Zuo Yuqing by his side. He had said before in the car that as long as Zuo Yuqing was in his sight, he would protect her completely.
Seeing those people pointing guns at Song Qiao's head, preparing to take her away, Lu Jingchen got up from Zuo Yuqing's support, his complexion almost pale as the blood slowly drained away. Watching those men about to get in the car and leave, he was about to chase after them, "Song Qiao..."
However, after only two steps, his arm was grabbed by a strong hand, and with a powerful tug, he was pulled back. The angry and icy voice of Xi Mohan rang in his ear, "Lu Jingchen, do you have a fucking death wish? Can't you see your blood is flowing non-stop? Do you wish to bleed out?"
