The cold sword suddenly pierced Bei Zhennan's heart. Bei Zhennan stared at An Yi in disbelief. He never thought until his death that a little country doctor would kill him with one kick!
"Killing, killing!" someone shouted on the street, and people fled in all directions.
An Yi was also stunned for a moment. She watched as Bei Zhennan's body fell to the ground like a broken catkin, and he knelt in front of her with a thud.
The cold sword supported Bei Zhennan's body, and Bei Zhennan's face was pressed against the ground, his eyeballs vomited out, and he refused to close his eyes.
An Yi's palms were instantly filled with sweat. She was a doctor and had saved countless lives. She was not afraid of blood or corpses. However, when she personally ended a person's life, she felt deep fear from the bottom of her heart.
Feng Qingchen raised his eyes and looked at An Yi's confusion. He frowned, quickly stepped forward, held the dazed An Yi in his arms, used Qinggong, stepped on Chen Xiaowu's shoulder, and quickly climbed up. He went up to the roof and sped away, but no one was seen for a while.
Leng Jiu appeared quickly, looking coldly at Bei Zhennan's body on the ground, quickly commanding people to maintain order at the scene, and then dragged Bei Zhennan's body away.
The whole process only takes a quarter of an hour.
A quarter of an hour later, people were still in shock, but even the blood on the ground was gone, as if nothing had happened just now.
Feng Qingchen used Qinggong to carry An Yi to the Lihua Garden. He kicked open the courtyard door and entered with An Yi in his arms.
In the pear garden, in addition to pear trees, there are also many poinsettias, which shine like a ray of light among the white pear flowers.
Feng Qingchen carried An Yi directly into the bed in the room. He looked at her and asked in a low voice: "Are you okay?"
An Yi's whole body was trembling, she lowered her head and said nothing.
When she was in the modern hospital, she imagined many times what would happen if the patient died during her operation. Fortunately, she had practiced medicine for so many years without any medical accidents, and no patient could not get off her operating table.
Today¡¯s situation is different from the operation. She killed someone with her own hands!
Feng Qingchen felt her trembling, and he whispered: "It was me who killed Bei Zhennan, it had nothing to do with you, you just kicked him!"
An Yi raised her eyes to look at him, her eyes trembling.
Feng Qingchen repeated this sentence with certainty: "I am the king who killed Bei Zhennan, so you don't have to be afraid!"
Anyi shook his head slowly.
She can¡¯t accept the fact of murder, but if she doesn¡¯t go back and escape, what happens will happen!
"King Guangping, how do you guide the country, strategize, kill with laughter, and kill people?" An Yi said in a low voice. In the past, she watched Feng Qingchen kill people. She was not afraid, nor did she experience that feeling. But when life fell in her hands, she felt scared not only whether the person was good or bad.
Feng Qingchen chuckled: "If I don't kill them, I will die. I don't want to die! Just like today, if you don't die in the north and south, you may die! No one is born to like killing, but there is a kind of person who can only exist by killing. It¡¯s valuable!¡±
An Yi slowly closed her eyes, she understood!
Time passed by, and Feng Qingchen's arms were almost numb. He looked at the woman with her eyes tightly closed in his arms. When he wanted to let go of the woman, he was suddenly entangled by the woman's arms. neck. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com