The time of the city

Chapter 163 Last Words

Xiao Hecheng appeared at the door panting heavily, with a murderous look on his face. His eyes turned red, with a murderous look in them. "Let her go, stop."

Mo Yu raised her head and looked at Xiao Hecheng in a strange posture. It was Xiao Hecheng, she was not mistaken. Tears poured out, not because of pain or fear. He appeared in front of her again like light.

"Don't cry, I will protect you." Xiao Hecheng looked at Mo Yu with gentle eyes.

"How did you find this place, you little brat? Do you think you can save her by yourself?" The leading man stared at the thin boy in front of him, obviously not taking Xiao Hecheng seriously.

"I will take her away even if I die." Xiao Hecheng's eyes were red and his gaze was piercing.

"Hecheng, go away, go quickly." The remaining rationality told Mo Yu that Xiao Hecheng was no match for them, and she didn't want Xiao Hecheng to get injured or even die because of her.

Song Fei didn't seem to have thought that Xiao Hecheng would come. She twisted her body and said excitedly, "Hecheng, leave us alone. Let's go."

The man squatting next to Mo Yu put his hand into Mo Yu's clothes in front of Xiao Hecheng, with a provocative smile on his face.

"Asshole, let her go." Xiao Hecheng's forehead veins bulged, and he rushed to the man with a fist clenched, punching him. The man, who didn't react, was hit so hard that his head tilted to the side. The man spat out blood foam from his mouth in pain, and together with several other men nearby, he started to wrestle with Xiao Hecheng.

The guards outside also joined the fight. Five or six strong men surrounded Xiao Hecheng, but he showed no fear. His punches were swift and his movements were light, quickly knocking down two of them. The leading man hadn't expected Xiao Hecheng to be so skilled in fighting. He ran into the dark, pulled out a stick, and started to hit him on the head. Xiao Hecheng turned to avoid it, and the stick hit his arm.

Along with the sound, Mo Yu heard the sound of his bones breaking. "Ah, no, Hecheng, run, please."

Ni Jiamu, who was sitting in the office, received a text message on his mobile phone. He clicked it and saw Mo Yu's naked body. The tortured woman looked like a monster and screamed in pain, "Kill me." His hands trembled and the phone almost slipped out of his hands. Ni Jiamu called, but the phone was turned off.

"Check where Mo Yu is, quickly." Ni Jiamu's eyes were bloodshot.

"Don't be afraid, Xiaoyu, I will protect you." Xiao Hecheng gritted his teeth and fought with them desperately. He was not afraid of pain or death, but was afraid that he could not protect Mo Yu.

The minion he knocked down took out a knife at some point, and when Xiao Hecheng was fighting with others, he stabbed him hard in the thigh. Blood splattered and sprayed all over Mo Yu's face.

Mo Yu opened her eyes wide in horror, watching Xiao Hecheng staggering to his knees on the ground. His face was covered in sweat, but his eyes were still as determined as ever.

"Hecheng, go quickly, I don't want you to save me, I want you to live well."

Another knife stabbed at his back. The bloodshot eyes irritated Mo Yu's brain, and the air was filled with the smell of blood. "I'm fine, Xiao Yu, don't be afraid, don't cry," Xiao Hecheng supported his shaky body with his hands, still speaking to Mo Yu with a smile.

"Another good show." With a look from the leading man, the minions around him picked up the weapons on the ground and attacked Xiao Hecheng in turns with sticks and knives.

"No!" Song Fei and Mo Yu shouted at the same time.

Xiao Hecheng's body could no longer support him, and he collapsed in front of Mo Yu. His white shirt was completely stained red. Mo Yu cried until her voice was hoarse and she could not make a sound.

"Leave him some breath to say his last words." After the leading man said this, the younger brothers around him stopped.

Xiao Hecheng, using his hands to support himself, struggled to crawl to Mo Yu's side. His face twisted in pain as he touched her wound. "Don't cry, Xiao Yu," he cried, raising his head and wiping the tears from her eyes. Mo Yu, unconcerned about her nakedness, struggled to move closer to Xiao Hecheng. He took off his bloodstained shirt and draped it over her, covering her exposed skin.

"Hecheng, I'm sorry. I hurt you. It's my fault. Please don't get hurt." Mo Yu used her hands to block the bleeding spot on his body, but the blood still flowed out from between her fingers. There was so much blood that Mo Yu couldn't stop it. She was anxious and scared. "Hecheng, please don't get hurt, Hecheng..."

"Xiao Yu, listen...listen to me." Xiao Hecheng gently covered Mo Yu's mouth with his hand.

"I won't listen. I don't want to hear your last words. Hecheng, you still want to be a great painter. You haven't painted the moon for my birthday next year yet. You can't let anything happen to you..."

He gently traced Mo Yu's eyebrows with his hands. "Xiao Yu, that night by the river, I wanted to tell you that I... I like you." He coughed violently a few times. "Also, Xiao Yu, I buried something under the wishing tree in the maple forest. It's a pity that I can't give it to you in person. Can you go and get it yourself?"

"No, I want you to give it to me in person." Mo Yu held Xiao Hecheng's hand, but felt it was extremely cold.

"Xiaoyu, the wish I made in the maple forest that day was to be with you. It seems that I didn't hang my wish high enough and my wish didn't come true." Xiao Hecheng still had a smile on his face, and he was still so gentle.

"I don't want you to die, Hecheng, I don't want you to die. And Hecheng, I like you too. We still want to be together. You can't die." Mo Yu never understood how she felt about Xiao Hecheng before, until today she realized that it was love. She loved Xiao Hecheng.

"I'm so happy." Xiao Hecheng gathered up the last bit of his strength and kissed the girl in front of him on the lips, "I love you, Xiaoyu."

The leading man finished his cigarette, and the younger brother next to him picked up a stick and hit Xiao Hecheng on the back. Xiao Hecheng lost all his strength and fell backwards. Mo Yu wanted to rush forward, but was pulled to the corner by the leading man.

"Throw it into the sea."

"Please don't take my Crane City away. Please."

Watching several men dragging Xiao Hecheng away, Mo Yu's mind went blank and she fainted completely.