vstars Chapter 526 Kill her!
Chapter 526 Kill her!
The light grew brighter and brighter, gradually revealing the outline of the helicopter.
The jet-black fuselage was almost invisible in the night, with only the flashing warning lights on its body resembling two scarlet eyes, hovering as it approached the hotel's rooftop.
"who?!"
Song Yuchen's voice trembled in the wind, and his hand holding the dagger unconsciously rose half an inch. The blade grazed Fang Li's chin, leaving a thin trail of blood.
The bodyguards at the stairwell instantly became alert, raising their hands to protect their heads. Several of them took the opportunity to sneak up to the rooftop.
Everyone's attention was drawn to the suddenly appearing helicopter, except for Xu Fangye.
He raised his hand to shield his head from the swirling wind, his sharp gaze fixed on Song Yuchen, waiting for the right opportunity to strike.
The helicopter circled halfway over the hotel, the powerful airflow whipping up snowflakes that sent icicles crashing down from the edge of the rooftop.
Just then, the cabin door was pulled open with a "bang," and a gust of wind rushed in, revealing a figure standing inside.
The man was wearing a black windbreaker, zipped all the way up, which made his exposed jawline appear even more stern. The loose hem of the jacket fluttered in the wind like a hawk circling in the night sky.
He gripped the cabin door frame tightly with one hand, his knuckles turning white from the force, half of his body dangling outside the cabin, as if he would be swept away by the gale at any moment.
But he stood very steadily, his shoulders straight as a pine tree. Even from a distance of more than ten meters, even with the wind and snow blurring his vision, Fang Li recognized his face at a glance.
It is Han Xi.
His hair was disheveled by the wind, and the stray hairs on his forehead danced wildly in the night. His jawline was taut, and his eyes, which usually carried a carefree air, were now like icy knives, fixed firmly on Song Yuchen.
Fang Li's nose suddenly stung, and tears welled up unexpectedly, mingling with the snow water on her face and rolling into her collar.
She tried to call out to him, but her throat felt blocked, and she could only let out soft sobs.
His fingertips twitched slightly, as if he wanted to reach in that direction, but all his strength had been drained, and he didn't even have the strength to lift his hand.
Song Yuchen also saw the person at the cabin door. His pupils suddenly contracted, and the hand holding the dagger began to tremble uncontrollably.
"Han...Han Xi?"
He looked as if he had seen a ghost; the madness in his voice was instantly replaced by terror, and the arm he was holding onto Fang Li loosened slightly. "How could he have come?"
The helicopter began its slow descent, approaching the rooftop helipad; the sound of the rotors churning the air almost drowned out everyone's heartbeats.
Han Xi remained in that position, his gaze sweeping over Song Yuchen before finally settling on Fang Li's deathly pale face.
Those already deep eyes were even darker than the night behind them, and the surging anger within them seemed to burst from his chest, making the surrounding air appear to drop several degrees.
"Song Yuchen, let her go."
Han Xi's voice came through the wind and the roar of the propellers. It wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable sense of pressure, like a heavy hammer hitting Song Yuchen's heart.
He snapped back to reality, as if provoked, and began shaking his head frantically again: "Impossible! So what if you come! Fang Li is mine, and none of you can take her away!"
He tightened his grip on Fang Li again, pressing the dagger against her neck once more. "Han Xi, don't come any closer! Or I'll kill her right now!"
But his voice had lost its previous ruthlessness, leaving only a trembling, blustering tone.
Just then, Fang Li felt a dull, aching pain in her lower abdomen, more pronounced than ever before.
Although the pain was bearable, Fang Li's body still slid down uncontrollably, and her breathing stopped for a moment.
She was scared, terrified.
Han Xi...
"Uh……"
A suppressed cry of pain escaped her throat. She gripped Song Yuchen's arm tightly with one hand and carefully covered her lower abdomen with the other, her eyes filled with tears.
"Fruit Baby!"
"Ah Li!"
Xu Fangye and Han Xi called out her name at the same time.
Xu Fangye could no longer care about anything else and suddenly pounced on Song Yuchen.
Song Yuchen's attention was completely drawn to the helicopter as it descended lower and lower, and he was suddenly bumped into by Xu Fangye, causing him to stumble.
The hand holding the dagger tilted slightly, and the blade grazed Fang Li's neck, leaving a shallow mark.
He snapped back to his senses, roared, and swung his knife at Xu Fangye, but the latter dodged it.
Immediately afterwards, he was kicked hard in the chest, and his whole body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground. The dagger slid far away with a "clang".
Fang Li lost her support and collapsed softly to the ground.
Her blocked breathing suddenly became clear, and she lay on the ground gasping for breath, her consciousness beginning to fade.
Fang Li felt someone rushing up to her side, carrying the familiar scent of pine.
"Ah Li? Ah Li, I'm back! Ah Li, open your eyes and look at me!"
Han Xi knelt in the snow and carefully picked her up. When his fingertips touched her cold skin, his blood almost froze.
He saw her hand clutching her lower abdomen, saw the bloodlessness on her lips, saw her unfocused pupils, and his heart felt as if it were being squeezed tightly by a hand, the pain almost making it hard for him to breathe.
"Han Xi..."
Fang Li called to him in a hoarse voice, tears still streaming down her face, "To the hospital... quickly..."
Han Xi's expression froze slightly.
After a few seconds of reaction, his gaze fell again on her hand covering her lower abdomen, and he realized something. The expression in his eyes changed rapidly.
"you......"
“Our child…our child…”
Han Xi's face turned deathly pale instantly, and his hands holding her began to tremble. But he didn't dare to hesitate for a moment. He suddenly stood up and picked her up in his arms.
"Jiangbei!"
He called out without turning his head.
Jiang Bei and Deng Xiulin, who had just gotten off the plane behind him, rushed over and pinned Song Yuchen, who was struggling to get up, to the ground.
As the bodyguards rushed in and completely subdued Song Yuchen, his screams gradually faded away in the wind and snow.
Watching Han Xi carry Fang Li and stride toward the helicopter, Xu Fangye raised his hand to wipe the snow off his face. His fingertips touched something icy cold, and he realized that he had also broken out in a cold sweat.
He stood there frozen for a few seconds before snapping out of it and daring not to delay any longer.
He handed the situation over to Deng Xiulin and Jiang Bei, then rushed downstairs and, along with Xu Qingrang, headed towards the hospital.
The helicopter behind us took off again, its roar gradually fading into the distance. Only the snow blown by the wind remained on the rooftop, and the neon lights of the city still shimmering in the distance.
Downstairs at Haihuang International Hotel, a stretched Hummer quickly turned on its headlights and drove away from the hotel entrance, disappearing into the dim night.