Chapter 725: Use your brain

Chapter 725 Use Your Brain
Qin Bei, Song An, and a dozen bodyguards poured in from outside, and surrounded Gu Xiao who was shot and fell to the ground.
Wen Qiao: "There are no bullets in Gu Xiao's gun."
Fu Nanli immediately pulled her up, and everyone withdrew from the road.
Gu Xiao fell to the ground, the carpet was dark red, even if he shed a lot of blood, no one would notice.
Fu Nanli knelt down and reached out to help him.
Gu Xiao's eyes were red and he looked at him: "Did you call the police to catch me?"
Fu Nanli: "No."
Gu Xiao looked at Wen Qiao, Wen Qiao shook his head: "It's not me either."
Fu Nanli helped the person up, "Stop talking."
A mouthful of blood spilled from the corner of Gu Xiao's mouth that was being lifted up. His face was pale, and the red blood hanging on his mouth looked shocking.
Qin Bei: "Master, he wants to kill you, why bother with him?"
"To shut up!"
Fu Nanli and Wen Qiao helped him one by one and walked out. A group of bodyguards followed behind them in fear, not understanding why their young master wanted to save someone who wanted to kill him.
Downstairs, Fu Nanli settled Gu Xiao into the car and sat in with him.
Wen Qiao quickly pulled out the small in-vehicle medicine box in the car, pulled out a roll of gauze, and quickly pressed it on Gu Xiao's chest: "If you hold on, you will be sent to the hospital."
Gu Xiao's hands were already covered with blood. He looked at Fu Nanli, his tears mixed with blood, and he lifted Browning in his hands, opened the magazine, and showed him, trying to prove himself, "There is no bullet. "
Fu Nanli's chest was blocked badly: "I know."
"I'm just very angry. I thought you wanted to get along well with me, but they said you were turning back and saying that you exposed me. Many people scolded me and made me lose my mind. I...I just wanted to scare you. ."
The worry in Fu Nanli's eyes could not be concealed, the jaw line was tight, and her voice was a little dumb, "I see, don't talk anymore."
It was very difficult for him to say a word. The white gauze was soon stained red with blood, and Wen Qiao could only keep pressing more gauze on his chest.
Gu Xiao closed his eyes, as if mumbling to himself, in a very soft voice, "If I die, no one will shed tears for me."
The words choked in his throat, Fu Nanli said dumbly: "Gu Xiao, I told you not to speak."
Wen Qiao's cell phone shook. It was Brother Dong's call, and Brother Dong's urgent voice came: "I called the police just now, how about it? Gu Xiao didn't come here?"
Wen Qiao was in a complicated mood: "Well, Brother Dong, the situation is a bit messy here, I'll talk to you later."
Then came Grandma Gu's voice, her voice trembling, full of worry, "Xiao Wen, how is our A Xiao? Is he okay?"
Gu Xiao closed his eyes, tears streaming down, and murmured, "When I die, there will still be people crying, only grandma will cry."
Wen Qiao said hurriedly: "Grandma Gu, it's okay, don't worry, we are with Gu Xiao, he did nothing."
Grandma Gu breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, that's good."
Wen Qiao quickly hung up the phone.
The bangs on Gu Xiao's forehead were already soaked in sweat, his eyes were red, and his fingers were trembling slightly, "Is it really that you exposed it?"
The car galloped, smoothly all the way.
Fu Nanli wanted to say, Gu Xiao, use your brain to expose you as an illegitimate child. What good is it for me?
Seeing his pitiful and desperate look, after all, he didn't say these hateful things, but he said in a deep voice, "It's not me."
(End of this chapter)