Riding The Wind And Waves In Shura Field [Quick Wear]

2.21 - I knew death was the end, but I didn't know it would be so painful

2.21 - Shen Ran: I knew death was the end, but I didn't know it would be so painful

　　"Shen Ran! Shen Ran!"

　　He Heng held a dagger in his hand and used his backhand to cut the rope that bound him. His palm was bleeding from the dagger. He suddenly stood up and kicked away the people surrounding Shen Ran, trying to protect Shen Ran. Seeing this, President Wang was so scared that he stepped back repeatedly and shouted, "Hit them! Kill them!"

　　At this point, there was no time to worry about that. He Heng wanted to protect Shen Ran. Shen Ran reluctantly stood up. He Heng asked anxiously, "Are you okay? Where are you hurt?"

　　Shen Ran said nothing as the fragment in his hand slashed across a man's face. The man screamed, covered his bloody face, stepped back, and fell to the ground.

　　"Waste! All of you are waste!" Mr. Wang shouted loudly. A group of people surrounded He Heng and Shen Ran. Both of them were seriously injured and were about to collapse. Shen Ran was kicked hard from the side as soon as he froze in his movements. He groaned in pain and knelt down weakly on the ground. When He Heng tried to pull him, he was also held down by several people. He gritted his teeth and said, "Let go!"

　　"Young man, you're good at fighting, right?" President Wang heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that the situation was under control. Half of his men were killed, and many of them were lying on the ground wailing. President Wang snorted coldly and limped to He Heng, but did not stay beside him. Instead, he walked towards Shen Ran. Shen Ran could no longer see the person in front of him clearly. He was trembling slightly in pain, and the blood dyed the ground under him dark red. President Wang looked back at He Heng and sneered, "I just said that, in theory, I should be your elder... He Heng, as an elder, I have to give you a gift..."

　　After saying that, Mr. Wang's eyes moved to Shen Ran. He Heng's eyes widened. He seemed to realize what was about to happen. He said with an almost ferocious look, "Let him go! Let him go!"

　　"Let him go..." Mr. Wang kicked Shen Ran hard in the abdomen, hitting him right in the wound. Shen Ran screamed in pain, and He Heng's heart almost broke. He struggled violently and roared, "Let him go, come at me! I called the police! I submitted the evidence! Let him go...let him go!"

　　Shen Ran curled up on the ground, almost curling himself up, vomiting blood, his whole body trembling, breathing difficult and painful. He could barely raise his head to identify the direction of He Heng, but he couldn't utter a word.

　　"Shen Ran... Shen Ran..." He Heng's voice was trembling. He could see that Shen Ran's eyes had begun to blur. "Don't sleep... Wang Zhen, I'll give you whatever you want. I'll give you everything. Come at me. Don't touch him..."

　　"It's rare to see Master He so humble." Mr. Wang laughed. He clicked his tongue twice and suddenly kicked Shen Ran in the chest. The sound of the broken sternum was very obvious. Shen Ran raised his head in pain. He lay on his back on the ground with blood flowing from the corners of his mouth. There was even a dent in his chest that could be seen with the naked eye.

　　"Mr. He, did you see that? The people you hired didn't eat, so they can't use their strength. I'm using my two real kicks, and this is how you should kick them." Mr. Wang sneered, and he looked down at Shen Ran lying on the ground, and said, "You're going to die, Mr. Shen."

　　There was only the whistling sound of the wind in Shen Ran's ears. He could not hear what Mr. Wang said. Blood had gotten into his eyes, and everything he saw was bloody. His breath was filled with a strong smell of blood, and his nose and mouth were filled with a fishy-sweet smell. The coldness slowly extended from between his fingers, as if to drag him into the icy deep pool.