Pampered by the Rich: Wife Smashes Him on the Head

Chapter 256 7 Injuries

Chapter 256 Seven Injuries

"Bowing down and submitting?" Long Lin'er burst out laughing. It was the first time she had ever heard anyone speak to her like that. No one in the world had ever dared to make her bow down and submit!

"Brother Qiang?" she sneered, grabbing an open bottle of beer from the nearby table and splashing it on the blond-haired man's face. "You really think you're so great..."

"I rely on!"

The blond-haired guy got splashed in the face and stumbled back a few steps. Luckily, his brothers formed a human wall to steady him and prevent him from falling to the ground, thus saving him from losing face.

Even so, Huang Mao was enraged and kicked Long Lin'er directly: "You bitch, how dare you splash me? Brothers, beat her up! If we don't teach her a lesson, she really doesn't respect Brother Qiang!"

"Pfft..." Long Lin'er was kicked in the stomach, and her body flew out, finally landing heavily on the sofa.

"Miss Long!" Lu Qianqian was also startled and ran towards Long Lin'er. "Where do you feel unwell? Where does it hurt?"

"Fight!"

Yellow Hair didn't want to lose face in his own territory. One beating wasn't enough; he also wanted to rip off Long Lin'er's clothes. "You little slut, you're just a piece of trash men have already used, yet you dare to act tough in front of me? Let's see what I do today... *pfft*..."

Suddenly, Shichijo appeared in front of the blond-haired man and threw a punch.

The blond-haired man collapsed to the ground, blood gushing from his nose.

"Brother Qiang!"

"Catch her!"

Instantly, the people around Qiang swarmed forward and all attacked Qi Tiao.

However, Seven is a professional; he takes down one at a time, and beats up two at a time, making the situation completely one-sided.

"Miss Long!" Lu Qianqian hurriedly helped Long Lin'er up, her face full of worry. "Should I take you to the hospital?"

"fine!"

Long Lin'er only felt a little pain in her lower abdomen from the kick, but there was nothing seriously wrong, so she refused Lu Qianqian's request, saying, "I'm fine."

After she finished speaking, she looked down at the blond-haired boy who was still sitting on the ground next to her, unattended!

That damn man actually dared to hit her, he's incredibly audacious!

Suddenly, with a burst of strength from who knows where, he leaped off the sofa, grabbed a wine bottle from the floor, and smashed it over the head of the blond-haired man.

"Hiss..." Lu Qianqian gasped in shock, exclaiming, "Miss Long!"

Long Lin'er instinctively turned around and saw a woman who appeared out of nowhere behind her, holding a knife high in her hand.

"Ah..." Long Lin'er screamed in fright, and her body went completely numb.

At the critical moment!

Seven blades blocked Long Lin'er's path, and the knife instantly pierced her heart, causing blood to gush out.

"Ah..." Long Lin'er screamed in fright.

At that moment, Lu Qianqian seemed to stop breathing, and the sounds around her went silent. Terrified, she cried out in a broken voice, "Seven..."

Lu Qianqian immediately rushed over and caught Qitiao, who was about to fall to the ground, tears streaming down her face: "Qitiao, Qitiao, are you alright?"

"Pfft..." Seven tried to speak, but instead spat out a mouthful of blood.

The scene terrified Lu Qianqian, who clung tightly to Qitiao, crying out, "Qitiao, Qitiao, please don't let go!"

"what……"

"Killed!"

The people around were immediately frightened by the scene and scattered and fled. Even the group of thugs with yellow hair were afraid and slipped away with the flow of people.

Seeing that the situation had become serious, the bar owner had no choice but to call the police and an ambulance.

Seven!

At that moment, an extremely sorrowful voice rang out.

Hearing the sound, Shichijo strained her eyes to look over and saw a familiar figure running towards her at top speed.

Seven!

Bai Ban rushed to Shichijo's side, his mind reeling as if struck by lightning, his whole body trembling. "No, this isn't real, Shichijo, hold on, hold on!"

After saying that, he frantically snatched seven from Lu Qianqian's hands and held them tightly in his arms, refusing to let go.

"Seven, seven..."

Rong Changqing and Lu Yunxi arrived at this moment and witnessed the scene. They were immediately shocked and sobered up considerably.

They set off a little late, got stuck in traffic, and were already way behind. They never expected things to escalate to this point.

"Ambulance, ambulance? Why isn't it here yet!" Bai Ban's voice was trembling. He didn't know what to do or what to do.

"Don't shake the whiteboard."

Lu Qianqian tried her best to compose herself, suppressing her sobs, and managed to say a calm sentence: "Stop shaking her, the ambulance is coming soon, Qitiao will be saved!"

"There's hope!" the whiteboard repeated. "Yes, there's hope. Seven, nothing can happen to you. You promised me you'd marry me!"

Seven was in so much pain that he couldn't say a word; he could only stare at the whiteboard.

At that moment, there was no fear or terror in her eyes, only the entire silhouette of the whiteboard.

Gradually, a smile slowly bloomed on her lips.

To the whiteboard, that smile was the most beautiful smile they had ever seen in their lives.

But the good news didn't last long. Seven coughed up blood again, and his smile vanished in an instant.

"Seven!" Whiteboard trembled all over, her voice filled with endless lamentation, "Seven, hold on! You still want to marry me, you still want to have children with me! You can't just abandon me like this! Seven, Seven!"

Rong Changqing walked over and hugged Lu Qianqian, who was already crying her eyes out.

Lu Qianqian turned around, buried her head in Rong Changqing's arms, and cried softly.

Why, why did things turn out this way?

It was so sudden, she simply couldn't accept it!

"Seven...we still have a future. Don't you want to stay with me? If you leave me, I'll go find another woman right away and forget you completely..." Bai Ban said fiercely, tears streaming down his face, his voice trembling uncontrollably.

Seven and a half faces were stained with vomited blood, making them look ferocious and somewhat frightening.

At that moment, as if she had used up her last bit of strength, she slowly grasped the whiteboard.

She is laughing.

That was the most beautiful and radiant smile she had ever had in her life.

"you……"

Her voice was extremely weak, so weak that it was almost inaudible.

"No, don't speak, I don't want to hear, I don't want to hear..." Whiteboard shook his head frantically. He felt that Seven was saying his last words. He didn't want it, he wouldn't accept it. "Seven, don't speak, don't speak..."

"You..." He completely drowned out the seven voices, and even when he managed to finish his sentence, the whiteboard didn't hear him.

At this moment, she gave a helpless bitter smile, but her eyelids grew heavier and heavier.

Until the very last moment before consciousness faded, all that remained in his ears was the whiteboard's mournful roar, "No, Shichijo, don't..."