An invisible threat came, almost suffocating.

That small and exquisite white embroidered shoe, like a steel needle and iron thorn, pierced his bone marrow and crushed it mercilessly. This pain has reached the limit of the human body.

The man's facial features are ferocious and twisted, and his forehead is full of fine cold sweat, as if he had just been salvaged from the water.

He had no extra strength to think about others. How beautiful the face in front of him was, how scared her soul was.

"I... said..." The man struggled to get two words out of his teeth.

The girl retracted her feet.

The man coughed and was about to speak. There was a siren behind him, and then a group of policemen rushed in.

As soon as the man's face changed, he suddenly shouted, "kill, kill, police uncle, help me..."

The bright mirror's eyes were cold and inch by inch across the man's face, but the man seemed to have a strong foundation and grinned.

His eyes seemed to say, if you have the ability, you'll kill me in front of the police.

Li Ling rushed over with a cold face: "what happened?"

He and his team members were having dinner nearby. Someone called the police and said there was a homicide here. They rushed over immediately.

He is a policeman, born in criminal investigation, and observation is his strength. Even if the package fits perfectly, he recognizes it at a glance.

Why are big stars at night market stalls?

Qu Feitai said in a deep voice, "brother Li, someone attacked the mirror."

Li Ling frowned deeper.

Mingjing's identity is not simple now. When she is attacked, it is even more difficult behind her.

Qu Feitai turned and walked quickly to the mirror and took her back.

The street lamp of the night market brushed her skirt inch by inch, and the hostility in the girl's eyes faded inch by inch, showing a faint faint color.

Her hands are cold, like ice.

The curved flying platform can only be loosened no longer.

He took off his coat, covered the mirror's shoulder, bowed his head and picked her up.

His body was in the air. He consciously grabbed his arm under the mirror and looked up at him.

Qu Feitai's eyes are cold, his thin lips are tight, his side face is firm and straight, and he is like a God in the night.

"Take you to the hospital." He said coldly.

The man wanted to run. Li Ling went up to catch the man and led him. He pressed him on the ground. The next moment, the handcuffs had handcuffed his wrists.

"Be honest with me."

"Heart, are you okay?" Zhou zhengru took off his coat and covered Mingxin, looking at her anxiously.

Mingxin shook his head and subconsciously caught up with Qu Feitai.

"Younger martial sister, do your legs hurt?" Her eyes were red with tears.

It was rolling oil. How could it not hurt? She was really dizzy and asked such meaningless questions.

Mingjing is a little tired. He leans against the arms of Qu Feitai and gently closes his eyes.

Qu Feitai's body stiffened and his feet paused.

The hand holding the mirror and slender waist tightened slightly.

The dark fundus of the eyes seems to have a thin ripple of starlight.

The next moment, with firm steps, he left without looking back.

It's crazy to brush in the live broadcasting room.

Most of them came after hearing the wind. They only witnessed the live broadcast of the fashion festival not long ago. They heard that the mirror was attacked at the night market stall, and a large number of fans came crazy.

It turned out to be such a scene.

The boy came down from the sky and kicked the gangster with a knife. Not to mention how handsome his foot was, he put on his coat for the mirror and bent down to pick up the mirror, which is more idol drama than idol drama.

One is a big star and the top of the music world. His every move leads the hearts of millions of fans.

One is a beautiful woman with arrogant identity. She smiles and smiles, which makes the world fall in love.

At tonight's fashion ceremony, they didn't communicate in the whole process, which disappointed countless CP fans.

However, in a live broadcast of eating and broadcasting network popularity, I saw such an exciting scene.

In an instant, pink bubbles were floating all over the world. The soul of CP woke up and the whole network was crazy.

"I love the domineering president and his little wife. It's too easy to knock..."

"Xiao Fei is so handsome. He is the only man in the world who I think can be worthy of my goddess. It's unreasonable not to be together. What kind of children do they have to look like?"

"Mingjing's leg is hurt. I'm so worried. It's hot oil."

"Why does Mingjing always encounter such bad things? It's not long since the press conference. Let me talk about conspiracy. It's not intentional. I heard that ran Bowen has many enemies. Won't those enemies take revenge on Mingjing?"

"My goddess is too unjust. What does ran Bowen's bad deeds have to do with her? How many people has she saved? Do those people still have conscience?"

"If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight..."

"Only I noticed the elder martial sister and the emperor of Zhou Ying? This pair also looks good..."

Mingjing quickly reached the top of the hot search when it was attacked. The video of the attack spread all over the network, which once overshadowed the heat of tonight's ceremony.

At the same time, the majority of netizens shouted that the Jiangzhou police must severely punish the murderer. The excuse of revenge for social passion killing simply doesn't hold water.

Because that person is the mirror, the national goddess mirror. There is a precedent. This time is definitely not an accident.

Many people even speculate that the internal struggle of the ran family has affected the mirror.

After all, the bigger the dye vat in Ran's house, the more netizens pick it, the more shocked they are. A kind little white rabbit like Mingjing is like entering a wolf's nest.

Not long ago, although the attack was ostensibly committed by Zhao Qiangan, everyone knows that it was actually written by Mingjing's cousin ran Qing, and this time must be no exception.

Rich families have no family affection, not to mention the ran family, which is different from the general sense.

"What are you talking about?" The man's cold voice makes his scalp numb.

"Miss Mingjing... Was attacked at the night market stall in the north of the city..."

Ye Jian felt a whirlwind blowing around him. As soon as he looked up, he was gone.

The man strode away without looking back.

Ye Jian picked up the coat hanging on one side and hurried to catch up.

"Don't worry, Mr. Xiao. The eldest lady is fine. She has been sent to the hospital."

Ran Tengxiao sat in the car and coldly told the driver, "go to the hospital, come on."

The driver quickly started the car and left the manor.

"Xiao Ye, wait for me." Xiaohua ran over and sat in the co pilot: "I just learned that something happened to miss. She's in the people's hospital. The driver should drive quickly."

Ran Tengxiao looked gloomy and said in a cold voice, "what's going on?"

Ye Jian said all the information he got temporarily: "the murderer was taken away by Li Ling. The eldest lady could have escaped. She jumped up to save passers-by..."

Xiaohua took a breath: "that's rolling oil. The eldest lady is always so considerate of others. She is the one who needs to be protected most..."

Xiaohua said, her eyes red.

Ran Tengxiao's masseter muscle was slightly convex, his eyes were gloomy and cold, "check it for me. You must pull out the black hand behind me, and my ran family dare to move."

This is hitting him in the face.

He already had a guess in his heart. He didn't think of him except that one.

Only she has the courage and strength.

Those who touch him don't want to leave.

The man's eyes are open to murder.

Ye Jian felt a thrill in his heart.

There have been fights before, but Lord Xiao has never been so emotionally exposed as he is now.

It seems that the eldest lady is really the inverse scale of Lord Xiao.

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This is Qu Feitai's first time in a police car and the most wonderful experience in his life.

Mingjing sat quietly beside him and said nothing. He wanted to look down at the injury on her leg, but Mingjing was so calm that he couldn't speak.

The mobile phone rings madly, and the sound source comes from Mingjing's backpack.

She ignored it, as if she hadn't heard it.

Muzi, a policewoman in the co pilot's seat, was Li Ling's assistant. She felt a little strange and looked back at the mirror.

Li Ling took the murderer back to the Bureau. She was responsible for sending Mingjing to the hospital, reporting the current situation of Mingjing to Li Ling at any time, and taking a statement when her injury was stable.

The eldest lady of the ran family is really hard to be. She makes enemies everywhere. This is not the first time, but it is definitely not the last time.

At the moment when her identity was revealed, power and wealth poured into the sky, but at the same time, it was accompanied by responsibility and obligation, danger and death

"Miss Mingjing, your mobile phone rings. Is your family worried about you? You'd better report peace." Muzi made a sound to remind.

Mingjing didn't answer the phone and didn't speak. The silence made people panic.

Snack street is not far from the people's hospital. It's a ten minute drive, and the police car is five minutes away.

At the gate of the hospital, the emergency personnel were waiting in a car. They heard the sound of hurried footsteps behind them. The emergency doctor and nurse turned their heads and saw the visitor surprised and said, "doctor Bo?"

They also don't know how to define doctor Bo. He is the Department Director of Jingzhou hospital, but now he has hung up his post in their Jiangzhou people's hospital. These days, he is conscientious, gentle and calm. He can't see any airs. He can be gentle to a little nurse. Who doesn't like such a man.

In addition, his amazing knife technique makes his image even taller. It is said that he was born into a noble family in Jingzhou and is still so handsome. Now he surpasses Han Ye and becomes the first top male god in Jiangzhou people's court.

A few little nurses have stars in their eyes. The doctor is elegant and noble. Unlike a doctor, he looks like a noble childe. Wearing a white coat, he looks handsome and stands like a slender bamboo.

But now Doctor Bo's sword eyebrows are frowning and looks worried.

He came quickly and asked, "haven't people arrived yet?"

Several people shook their heads.

At this time, the sound of police sirens came. Before several people reacted, doctor Bo had stridden down the stairs and rushed forward.

Qu Feitai got out of the car, bent down and picked up the mirror. As soon as he turned around, he saw the man in front of him. He was stunned and blurted out subconsciously.

"Uncle Bo?"

Bo YuXun didn't care to greet him and pulled the cart. "Put the mirror up. I'll check the wound first."

Qu Feitai puts down the mirror according to his words. Bo YuXun turns on the flashlight and sweeps the lower leg of the mirror. His eyebrows frown instantly.

He was a little angry. "Don't you know it hurts?"

His anger was mixed with a bit of heartache, and he gave her a hard look.

The mirror pursed her pale lips and was silent.

"Laugh, can you still laugh? Let me tell you something." Bo YuXun's stern tone startled everyone, including Qu Feitai.

"Second uncle, how did you know Mingjing?"

"I'll talk about it later. I'll take her to deal with the wound first. You go through the hospitalization formalities."

Qu Feitai nodded, took a deep look at the mirror, turned and left quickly.

Bo YuXun came to the exclusive treatment room of cardiac surgery with a mirror. The nurse had prepared all the tools and medicine for treating the wound in advance.

There was no one in the treatment room except two people, and the atmosphere was suffocating.

The left leg Yangjiao point to the ankle of Mingjing is adhered to the skirt by rolling oil, almost bloody.

The girl sat there quietly without saying a word or saying a word of pain. Bo YuXun looked at the scene and his heart hurt subconsciously.

"Bright mirror." He accentuated his tone.

The girl looked up and looked straight at her clear eyes. Bo YuXun's anger suddenly disappeared in the light of her eyes.

He sighed, "cry when it hurts."

This is rolling oil.

The mirror pursed its lips and shook its head; "It doesn't hurt..."

She said she didn't hurt. Bo YuXun can remember her appearance for a lifetime.

Nowadays, girls with a broken finger have to come to the hospital for a tetanus injection. They are very delicate.

The girl in front of me was scalded by the boiling oil, but she could still smile and say it didn't hurt

Everyone has pain nerves. She can't be pain free. That can only show that she has experienced more pain than this

"Doctor Bo." The mirror smiled and asked, "what kind of woman can make you fall in love with?"

The girl's eyes are dark and bright, like obsidian, deep and quiet, with a sense of weightlessness that makes her soul tremble.

Bo YuXun shook his mind slightly and had no time to think about why she suddenly asked a question that was out of touch with the wind, horses and cattle. Subconsciously, he replied, "she is the most beautiful woman in the world."

The girl in front was still smiling, but she reached out and took off the skirt stuck to the flesh and blood.

Bo YuXun's pupil shrinks and his scalp feels numb.

"You..."

It turned out that the sentence just asked was diverting his attention.

Mingjing threw the torn skirt into the trash can, took the alcohol and poured it on the wound. Her lips were almost pale, but her eyes were filled with a layer of fog. With such a beautiful face, she had cold hostility, cold and bloody, killing and killing.

Bo YuXun grabbed her hand and shouted angrily, "are you crazy...? just abuse your body like this?"

The girl tilted her head slightly, her black hair was like a waterfall, and her little face was pale and breathtaking.

The dark eyes smiled, and the corners of the lips sipped a hint of fun and gently opened their lips: "doctor Bo, are you worried about me?"

Bo YuXun choked. "You can't abuse your parents at will. Your parents will be distressed."

Who knows, the girl suddenly giggled after hearing this sentence. The laughter was crisp and pleasant, but it was a bit strange and strange, which inexplicably made Bo YuXun sweat on his back.

The girl's laughter stopped suddenly, and there was no trace of compassion in her eyes. Her eyes were like a cold pool and her eyes were like a knife. She played with a wisp of hair and a slight hook on her lips, which was an evil nature that Bo YuXun had never seen before.

"Doctor Bo, if you were my father, would you be distressed?"