Counterattack on the giants: the villain male god is a girl

Chapter 1698 Bombing Nangong Island (1)

Wen Hao pursed his lips, looking like he wanted to say something but didn't dare to say it, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and tremblingly called out: "Young...Master..."

Jian Junxi's thick eyebrows raised slightly, his sharp eyes narrowed into slits, and he asked coldly, "Who are you calling?"

"Just...just..." Wen Hao stammered, not daring to say that he was informing Jiang Heng...

Jian Junxi's menacing gaze seemed to be able to penetrate a person's flesh and peer into the depths of his heart, and his thin lips moved slightly: "You...do you have something to hide from me?"

Wen Hao's back stiffened, and he explained in a trembling voice: "I...I just think...you don't need to be so stiff!"

Jian Junxi's thin lips were tightly pressed into a cold straight line, just about to say something.
The phone in his hand was vibrating, and when he saw it was Jiang Heng, he stared at Wen Hao coldly and refused to answer it...

"Master... Actually." Wen Hao wanted to say, but didn't know how to start it...

Seeing an unread text message, she clicked on it...

The more he looked, the paler his face became, and his white hands trembled from slightly to violently...

Wen Hao was startled, and asked hoarsely, "Master, what happened?"

All the words, like thunder after thunder, directly exploded in her mind.

She suddenly felt dizzy, everything in front of her eyes seemed to be dancing, her eyes turned white, her ears were buzzing, and her body fell straight down.

"Master..." "Master..." Ji Zhong and Abu who was pushing the wheelchair turned pale with shock...

"Master, what's the matter with you?" Wen Hao grabbed her waist in time and let him sit in his arms.

And she, no matter how the storm and thunder invaded her body, she still tightly held the phone in her hand...

Ji Zhong immediately pinched her Renzhong acupoint, choked up and said, "Your health is too bad, you can't last too long
You are obedient, rest at home, let Wen Hao and the others handle those matters, okay? "

After Jian Junxi regained consciousness, he kept taking deep breaths, as if he lacked oxygen.

Wen Hao lowered his eyes and just saw the content of the text message. His face suddenly became pale as paper, and he comforted him anxiously: "Master, he is fine now, Jiang Heng has been by his side all the time!"

"Do you need to carry the young master to the wheelchair?" Abu asked worriedly.

"Hurry up, it's cold on the ground, take her back to her room!" Ji Zhong's anxious face was like the winter snow remaining next to a boulder in a ravine.

"Let me come!" Wen Hao wanted to hug her up...

Jian Junxi pushed his hand away, and asked very weakly: "When did you... know?"

Wen Hao's expression froze, he pursed his lips and said, "Just... just before moving the safe..."

She tried so hard to save him, pushed him away so hard, and tried so hard to protect him, but in the end, she still couldn't escape this predetermined fate...

The corners of Jian Junxi's thin and cool lips showed bitterness, and the bottom of his melancholy eyes was like a starry sky with a broken heart, and the twinkling tears made people feel distressed.

In fact, she should have discovered it a long time ago. With such a big commotion, with his ability, how could he not do anything?

Abu pushed Jiang Heng away, forcibly carried Jian Junxi to the wheelchair, and pushed her to go to the room...

"Cici..." The phone in Jian Junxi's hand started to vibrate, it was Yan Rongliang, the time was up...

In fact, it was already overtime, and Yan Rongliang saw that their personnel were too scattered, and people on the edge of the island had to run to the hospital, and it was impossible to do it in 5 minutes.

In order not to hurt the innocent, he waited nearly 10 minutes longer...

Several people pushed her forward, but no one dared to speak...

"Send me to the rooftop..." Jian Junxi opened his mouth in a hoarse voice, with a layer of tears floating in his empty eyes, like the sobbing of the autumn wind, rustling the fallen leaves.

(End of this chapter)