With a hook from the gang pet boss, Master Fu fell

follow closely.

Qin Shui, who was kicked down by Song Yu, also fell down, but his whole body fell directly to the ground, with a bang, the splashed blood mixed with white slurry rotted into a puddle.

The moment he fell to the ground.

In the aboveground parking lot in front of the operating theater building, a silver-haired man lying in the back seat of an ordinary gray Audi suddenly opened his eyes.

On the passenger seat, the cheongsam woman who was holding a telescope and looking in the direction of the surgery building seemed to have sensed something, then turned her head and said respectfully, "My lord."

If Song Yu was here right now, he would definitely recognize him at a glance. This person was Situ Feiqing, the neighbor who had greeted her the day Qin Sui committed suicide.

"Let's go." Situ Feiqing looked at the man who had been thrown into a pool of blood not far away, wiped the corner of his lips with his fingertips, evoked a wicked smile, and sighed softly: "The future will be long!"

He never underestimated Fu Hanyu, and never dared to underestimate him.

But he underestimated Song Yu, and only thought she was a smart and interesting woman, but he didn't expect that she had such a great ability, such a strange skill, which really opened his eyes.

Even in his hidden sect, there are not many people with her skills. Her level of ancient martial arts will definitely not be inferior to his, amazing!

He admitted that this time he missed the game, but he didn't lose to Fu Hanyu, but to her!

"Yes, my lord." The woman started the car, quietly glanced at the rearview mirror, and found his gaze, which had been looking out the window, staring at a slender figure.

she knows.

That woman's name is Song Yu.

She looked slender, soft and weak, but the ferocity that erupted at that moment just now, even if the Lord used his own body to fight, she couldn't bear it, and couldn't avoid it.

"Give me the binoculars." Situ Feiqing said lazily, looking at the beautiful figure outside the window with great interest.

This time, she didn't climb down directly from the roof like she did when she went up, but took the elevator down, and was running out of the building in a hurry.

now.

Song Yu, who had just gotten off the elevator and ran out of the building, felt a strange gaze staring at her, suddenly raised his head, and glanced towards the opposite side with eyes as sharp as a cold blade.

However, nothing was seen.

She didn't have time to think too much, and ran towards the opposite side nervously.

The unconscious Fu Hanyu was lying on a stretcher at the moment.

In his arms, he was still holding Song Ze tightly.

Fu Xun didn't say a word, with a cold smile on his face, biting his lip, squatting beside them, watching them.

Surrounded by dozens of people in uniform black casual clothes, their aura is deep and introverted, but there is a kind of coercion that makes people daunting.

They were guarding and no one was allowed to approach, even the Song family and Lu Ci were blocked.

Lu Ci was driven crazy, his eyes were red with anxiety, and he yelled: "I am Lu Ci, you better let me go, I want to see my family, Zebao, Fu Xun, tell them who I am quickly .”

Fu Xun remained motionless, ignoring anyone.

Ruan Mengmeng's tears dripped down, and she shouted hoarsely, "I'm Zebao's godmother, I'm his godmother, can't the godmother look at him?"

Song Xingji also wanted to shout.

However, being held back by Song Xingqing, his voice was still a little stiff, obviously he hadn't recovered from the danger just now: "Don't make trouble, my little sister is here."

In this group of people, no one really cared about what happened to Fu Hanyu.

They only care about Song Ze.

The group of plainclothes guards guarding Fu Hanyu and Song Ze saw Song Yu approaching, and the leader of them waved his hand to get out of the way, took a step back respectfully, and said, "Miss Song."

When Fu Xun heard the plainclothes calling her, he turned his head, his big eyes that had been calm and unwavering instantly filled with tears, and moved his body to the side to make room for her.

At this moment, Song Yu didn't have time to talk to anyone, so he half-kneeled in front of the stretcher, felt the pulse of the small one with one hand, and touched the big heart with the other.

After confirming that the vital signs of the two of them were still stable and normal, I was slightly relieved, and started to get serious about taking their pulse.

But at this moment, Fu Hanyu, in a coma, still hugged Song Ze tightly, making it inconvenient for her to do a specific physical examination.

She leaned over and leaned against his ear, coaxing in a warm voice: "Fu Hanyu, it's okay, it's me, it's okay, you can let go first, okay, I'll see Zebao."

Fu Hanyu, who was in a coma, seemed to have heard her words, hugged Song Ze's long arm like steel, and slowly let go of his strength, allowing her to carry Song Ze away.

Only then did Song Yu begin to comprehensively check Song Ze's physical condition.

The people watching around, at this moment, no one pays attention to Qin Shou who has been smashed into flesh and blood, but they are all looking at Song Yu and the others nervously.

A sharp-eyed person noticed that the talisman papers that fell from Fu Hanyu's hands had turned black, as if they had been scorched by something.

Look carefully.

You can still see broken pieces on the ground, like emeralds, or pieces of jade, reflecting the light of stars in the sun.

Those rays of light flashed away, as if they had completed their final mission, consumed the last touch of aura, became dim, and turned into an ordinary dusty stone.

Others don't know what that is.

Even the Song family didn't know.

Lu Ci and the others all knew about it.

Ruan Mengmeng walked over, picked up a piece of cracked Jade Weng Zhong, and walked towards Song Yu.

The plainclothes guards wanted to stop him.

Song Yu said, "No need."

Ruan Mengmeng ran over, holding Yu Wengzhong in her hand, squatting obediently beside Fu Xun, watching Song Ze who was in a coma, with crystal clear tears falling drop by drop.

Yu'er said, this Jade Weng Zhong is a family heirloom passed down from generation to generation by grandpa, it can drive away evil spirits and keep people safe, and it is the strongest magic weapon she has ever seen.

Now even it, in order to protect Zebao and the others, has become like this.

If it weren't for it, Ze Bao and Fu Hanyu would probably be real this time.

On Song Yu's side, keeping absolutely calm, he gave the two of them a basic checkup.

It is confirmed that Song Ze is basically fine.

Fu Hanyu hugged Song Ze and withstood all the impact when he fell, breaking two ribs, but there was no major problem.

The examination of various other physical indicators also requires more detailed examinations with medical equipment.

The two of them were quickly transferred to the ward and settled down.

At this moment, Song Yu's hands and feet softened, and her fear followed her back, like a raging giant wave, which overwhelmed her crazily, making her face pale, gasping for breath, and cold sweat dripping down her forehead tip of the nose.

Daniel supported her, and shouted worriedly, "Audrey."

"Teacher." Song Yu hugged him, buried his head in his chest, and sobbed softly.

After a moment.

She burst into tears, crying loudly. Only tears can let her vent the fear, anxiety, bewilderment, and fear of the rest of her life after the catastrophe.

Daniel patted her on the back lightly, again and again, comforting in a warm voice: "Don't be afraid, they are safe."

Where is she so brave, so calm.

But when things came to that, she had to calm herself down, keep her mind absolutely clear, be brave and fearless.