Chapter: 280

So at the critical moment, Professor Li did not stand by Hong Shiguang's side. After escaping from the temporary operating room, he called Ye Chen: "Ye Chen, I didn't smoke Xue Lingqiao's red bone marrow. He is in the cold storage and can still be resurrected. Ye Chen, Annie, please..."

Although the transplant was not successful, Hong Shiguang could only escape according to the original plan.

He hurried into the suite of the yacht, quickly opened the wardrobe, took out the suitcase and put it on the bed, then went to the bedside opened the small refrigerator. Although he only has dozens of blood left, it is enough for him to last for a while. He hasn't lost yet, so he can still think of a way.

The small refrigerator was empty, and he froze for a moment.

"Are you looking for this?" A familiar voice came from behind.

Hong Shiguang turned his head in horror and looked at the person: "Are you not dead?!"

Xue Lingqiao sat gracefully on the sofa, with an insulated wooden box placed on her long overlapping legs. He threw the wooden box on the carpet, raised his jaw, with a cold look on his lips.

"Laibao, come and pick it up."

Hong Shiguang inspected Xue Lingqiao, and after confirming that he was not making any attacking moves, he scrambled and ran over to snatch the wooden box, then turned around and ran out of the suite door.

He ran to the stairs in a panic, and when he turned around, he saw Xue Lingqiao walking towards him slowly.

He stepped on the ground in a panic and rolled down the stairs.

Xue Lingqiao walked down slowly step by step with her hands behind her back, calmly like a cat catching a mouse: "I suggest you don't get off the yacht, because I called the police, and the police should have arrived."

Hong Shiguang leaned against the wall and hurriedly opened the wooden box, which was empty.

He raised his head fiercely: "Where's the blood?"

Xue Lingqiao smiled slightly. This smile made Hong Shiguang completely lose his mind. He roared frantically: "I'm asking you, where is the blood? Where is the blood!"

Xue Lingqiao frowned, walked over quickly, grabbed his front lapel and yanked him hard, throwing him hard on the deck.

Hong Shiguang hugged his legs in pain, and looked at Xue Lingqiao viciously: "Do you want to kill me? Then you can kill me! If you don't kill me, no matter how many times, I will find a way to kill you completely! "

Xue Lingqiao looked down at Hong Shiguang with pity in his eyes: "Really? It's a pity that you don't have this chance, but you can watch your blood drain little by little..."

"Haha, okay, kill! Now I'm Hong Shiguang, if you kill me, you won't be able to be by your little star! Don't you like her very much? Or do you turn her into the same as you A monster? Xue Lingqiao! Look at how hypocritical you are!"

Enraged by him, Xue Lingqiao stepped on his chest.

Hong Shiguang spat out a mouthful of blood, sat up against the wall, looked at the sky, and laughed wildly: "Come on, kill me, I have spent more than a hundred years of life in vain, I am worth it, let's end it !"

Xue Lingqiao hesitated, killed him, killed this person, and ended this relationship.

Hong Shiguang suddenly pressed , and his ribs were broken. Xue Lingqiao paused, and the person in front of him slowly turned into a white-haired old man at a speed visible to the naked eye, moaning in pain.

His voice also became hoarse and old: "...Kill...I...Kill me..."

Xue Lingqiao was startled and woke up.