Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

Chapter 298 - 298 298 Dont be so cruel to him (2)_1

?Chapter 298: 298, Don’t be so cruel to him (2)_1 Chapter 298: 298, Don’t be so cruel to him (2)_1 Crimson blood spurted out, staining Jian Luo’s eyes red.

“Black Jack!”

He struggled violently, trying to examine Black Jack’s injuries.

“Don’t move.” Aid pressed down on him, commanding sternly.

“Black Jack, don’t worry about me, go! Just go!” Jian Luo looked at the blood continuously pouring from his shoulder, his eyes turning red with desperation.

He didn’t want him to exchange his life for his. He just didn’t.

Black Jack looked at him, his stunningly handsome face drained of color. “Luo Xiaobai, stay put, I won’t let anything happen to you.”

Pronounced in a deep voice, his words pierced through Jian Luo’s heart.

“Black Jack, I don’t need you to save me. I don’t even like you, not at all. You don’t need to risk your life for me. Just go, go!” Jian Luo’s voice turned icy as his eyes reddened.

Black Jack gave a faint smile, a look of indulgence glittered in his eyes. “Luo Xiaobai, you honestly suck at lying. Your acting is abysmal.”

Upon hearing that, Jian Luo clenched his fists and turned his head away, “I’m not joking with you. To me, you are just a friend, so you don’t have to risk your life for me.”

Black Jack watched his profile, a smirk playing on the corner of his lips.

Luo Xiaobai, if we get through this safely, I’ll never let you go again.

“Black Jack, bet you never thought you’d see this day, huh?” Bryce took a step forward, his crimson eyes shimmering with insane hatred.

“You’ve taken everything that’s rightfully mine, it’s about time you disappeared.”

He raised his gun, aiming at Black Jack again, this time straight at his chest.

Black Jack cast a deep look at Jian Luo, his azure eyes slowly closing.

Seeing Black Jack made no move to dodge, Jian Luo’s face paled.

Summoning all his strength, he threw a kick at Aid, seized the moment when he let go, and dashed towards Black Jack.

Caught off guard, Aid fell to the ground.

Bryce cracked a cruel smile as he pulled the trigger.

A shadow flashed past everyone’s eyes, instantly shielding Black Jack.

The anticipated pain didn’t hit, Black Jack opened his eyes abruptly, the scene before him almost splitting his heart.

Jian Luo’s exquisite face turned ghastly pale. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, making him look as wobbly as a fading lotus of late autumn.

“Black Jack, it’s my turn now…”

It was his turn to protect him.

He visibly sighed in relief, forcing a smile onto the corner of his lips.

“Jian Luo!” Black Jack stood up and caught him as he started to slide.

Jian Luo collapsed in his arms, the crimson blood staining his lips.

Black Jack cradled him in his arms while untying the ropes around his wrist.

His slender fingers abruptly came into contact with a warm patch. He raised his hand tremblingly, a crimson patch flashing in front of his eyes.

His blue eyes quivered, looking at the figure in his arms, “Jian Luo!”

He had been shot.

Jian Luo had blocked a bullet for him before.

The binding around his wrist fell off, Jian Luo managed a weak smile, “Hey, Black Jack, you’ve been protecting me since childhood. Now it’s finally my turn.”

Speaking so much at once, he couldn’t help but cough. The blood spreading from his lips became more and more.

“You fool, who asked you to block the bullet for me? Didn’t you say you don’t like me? Why are you taking bullets for me?” Black Jack gripped his shoulders, pain flickering in his blue eyes, yelling in a low voice.

Jian Luo frowned, his pale face showing a hint of grievance, “Cough, cough, you’re scolding me again. I’m already in such a terrible state, and you’re still scolding me.”

Black Jack could take a bullet for him, and he could do the same for him.

Suppressing the tears welling up in his eyes, Black Jack’s voice turned hoarse, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have scolded you. Does it hurt, huh?”

He placed his hands on the gunshot wound, the spot dangerously close to the heart was tearing him apart.

“Yes, it hurts.” Jian Luo closed his eyes and squinted, responding.

Damn, being shot was indeed uncomfortable.

“I’m sorry, it’s my fault, I…”

“Just kidding.” Jian Luo raised his hand, clutching his garment, his voice weak.

Bryce didn’t expect Jian Luo to suddenly rush over. He was caught off guard and briefly lost his concentration.

“Boss, we’ve got what we came for. Let’s go.” Aid picked up a bag from the ground, quickly walked over to Bryce, and said.

Returning to his senses, Bryce reached out for the bag and pulled out the documents from inside.

When he saw the word ‘equity transfer’ written on the document, his face lit up with joy.

“Jian Luo, don’t fall asleep, don’t!” In Black Jack’s arms, Jian Luo started losing consciousness. Black Jack tightly held him and yelled in desperation, “If you dare to sleep, I’m never going to forgive you for the rest of my life!”

Barely able to open his eyes, Jian Luo’s voice weakly echoed, “Black Jack, I’m so sleepy. I just need to sleep for a little bit, just a little bit.”

“No, I don’t allow it. Jian Luo, listen to me.” Black Jack grabbed his hand. The gradually cooling temperature made his face go pale.

“Jian Luo, we made a promise when we were young, remember? We’re supposed to be by each other’s side for the rest of our lives. You can’t break your promise. You can’t.”

Jian Luo smiled, speaking lightly, “Black Jack, what if I break my promise? Can I make it up to you in the next life?”

“No, I don’t want that.” Black Jack through the lump in his throat, “Jian Luo, aren’t you curious about the essay I wrote when we were kids? If you’re okay, I promise to show it to you. Okay?”

He pleaded carefully, only hoping that he wouldn’t be so cruel to him.

The essay from childhood?

He remembered asking to see it multiple times, but he never let him see it.

This time, he seemed pretty quick to agree.

Jian Luo coughed lightly, and the blood on the corner of his mouth stained his collar, “Black Jack, I’m afraid… I won’t be able to…”

As he spoke, his hand slipped from his palm, and his brilliant eyes slowly closed.

“Jian Luo—”
Black Jack’s eyes turned bloodshot as he screamed in heart-wrenching agony.

On the rooftop, bodies dressed in black scattered all around, all with a bullet hole on their foreheads.

Jian Qing and Quan Jingwu just finished disarming the last bomb, they heard Black Jack’s roar, and their hearts suddenly sank.

The only one who could make Black Jack act like this was LuoLuo.

Could something have happened to LuoLuo?

Jian Qing and Quan Jingwu got up instantly, pulled open the rooftop door, and rushed down.

In the stairwell, they ran into Bai Jue, who had just rushed out of the monitoring room.

“Who are you?”

Aid noticed the shadows rushing at the stair entrance and jumped in fright.