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"Captain Chen, the iron gate in front is locked. They should get off the car and walk."

Chen Mo took the walkie-talkie and said, "The robot is leaving."

"Yes."

The circular robot, similar to a sweeping robot, rolled forward on the ground and passed under the iron gate smoothly, and the footage was transmitted in real time.

The cement road robot walked fairly smoothly, following the route positioned by Yan Junge's chip, and encountered gangsters who were tied together in the process.

Huang Yong pointed at the screen, "The method of tying people up seems to be Brother Yan's masterpiece."

Chen Mo nodded. He was able to tie up the person. It was probably not a big problem, so he felt a little relieved.

The robot continued to move forward and finally stopped in the corner of the warehouse. In the screen, there were many bunkers around. Yan Junge was sitting on his knees and leaning against them. It would have been difficult to find them without a chip for positioning.

What's a little strange is that Yan Junge is surrounded by something red like a protective shield, surrounding the person inside.

Chen Mo glanced at Huang Yong, his eyes full of doubts. The latter frowned and had a guess, "This red rope should belong to Zhang Ke, Zhao Qiang, and Zhou Ruo were tied up by the red rope."

The robot walked around a few times and found no suspicious persons. Chen Mo raised his walkie-talkie and said, "Everyone on alert, in one group, grab your shields and get closer."

"One group received."

"The second group is ready to break the goal."

"The second group received."

The iron chain was very strong. It had not healed after five minutes. Huang Yong was a little anxious and said, "Team Chen, I'll apply to go in first to check the situation."

"The robot hasn't found any other suspects for so long. It should be safe inside."

Chen Mo thought of Yan Junge's appearance and frowned. He couldn't make a decision at the moment. Huang Yong naturally knew his concerns and patted his body armor and helmet, "Don't worry."

"I'll go with you." Le Sheng came over, "We'll have someone to take care of us together."

"Okay, be careful." Chen Mo finally nodded.

"Yes."

The two of them took the shields, got in through the gap in the iron door, and followed the robot's previous route carefully to Yan Junge's side.

Huang Yong stretched out his hand to pass through the red line frame, "Hiss~"

My finger hurt, and I retracted it reflexively. I looked down and saw it was red. "Damn it, it's still thorny."

Le Sheng looked at the coil and guessed, "This should be the protective shield Zhang Ke made for Brother Yan."

Huang Yong pinched his fingers, nodded, and said softly, "Brother Yan, Brother Yan, wake up."

"Brother Yan, Brother Yan,,,"

After calling out for probably more than ten times, Yan Junge frowned and finally woke up slowly. He was obviously stunned when he looked at the situation in front of him.

Huang Yong was relieved when he saw that he was awake, "Brother Yan, you are awake. How are you? You are not injured. Can you open this red protective shield from the inside?"

Yan Junge subconsciously clenched his palms and lowered his head to see, is this? A word of red rope, "a word,"

Opened the protective shield? He glanced at the red rope surrounding himself.

Thinking about Huang Yong's words just now, he exerted a slight force on his fingers. The originally sharp coil suddenly shrank, softened, and fell into Yan Junge's hand. The red rope was still there, where was he?

Huang Yong said in surprise, "It's amazing."

The two stretched out their hands to help Yan Junge up. Yan Junge's eyes fell on the robe draped on him, which was Yiyan's clothes. "How did you get here? Where is Yiyan?"

Huang Yong looked at him up and down to confirm his condition, "Brother Yan, Zhang Ke called for support. The iron gate over there hasn't been opened yet. We came in first. How are you? You're not injured."

"Zhang Ke hasn't been found yet. He didn't bring the chip." Le Sheng added.

Injuried? Yan Junge lowered his head and opened his clothes. His abdomen was flat and smooth. He rubbed it with his hands and found no wounds.

how come?

Looking through his clothes, there was indeed a hole, and he had indeed been shot.

Could it be that one word saved him?

Tu Di felt a little uneasy in his heart, "Find someone, quickly, quickly."

Huang Yong and Le Sheng nodded and immediately followed and started searching.

Suddenly, Yan Junge seemed to be frozen, and Huang Yong quickly ran over and said anxiously, "Brother Yan, what's wrong?"

Following his line of sight, there was blood on the iron sheet of the container. Judging from the height, it was probably around the shoulders or chest.

Yan Junge swallowed hard and picked up the clothes in his hand to check. Sure enough, he saw a bullet hole on the left back shoulder with blood stains on it. He breathed quickly, "Yiyan blocked a shot for me. He injured."

Huang Yong looked at the bullet holes in his clothes with a solemn expression. No wonder his voice was a little weak when he called, "Brother Yan, it's been an hour since Zhang Ke called. I'm afraid..."

He didn't dare to say the next words.

Stop talking nonsense and start searching with all your strength.

"Huang Yong, Huang Yong, the robot found Zhang Yiyan's location and followed my instructions." Chen Mo's voice came from the intercom.

"receive."

Following the instructions, the three of them found Zhang Yiyan in a corner. At this time, he had his head lowered, his hair spread out, and he was leaning motionless against the container.

Yan Junge quickly ran over and knelt in front of him. His throat seemed to be filled with a ball of water-soaked cotton. He swallowed hard for a few times before he found his voice. His voice trembled, "One word."

Naturally, there was no response. Yan Junge's Adam's apple rolled, his heartbeat accelerated, and his heart heaved violently. He reached out and touched his shoulder lightly. Zhang Yiyan's body softened and he fell forward into his arms.

"Hoohoo~~"

Yan Junge's pupils trembled suddenly, his heart seemed to skip a beat, and he gasped twice. Then he held his breath and held his chin with a trembling hand. His face was pale and almost colorless.

The Adam's apple rolled, and I shook my hands to feel my breath. There was still breath, there was still breath.

He breathed a sigh of relief and finally found his breath. He gently moved Zhang Yiyan's head to a comfortable position in his arms, and then covered his body with clothes.

Huang Yong looked at the pool of blood on the ground and his face became serious. He quickly squatted down and took out a handkerchief to block the wound on Zhang Yiyan's left shoulder.

The sound of footsteps came from far away, and Chen Mo finally rushed in with someone. Seeing this situation, his expression was a little ugly, and the corners of his lips tightened, "Quickly, there is an ambulance outside."

Yan Junge picked up the person with one hand on his waist and protected his head with the other. Huang Yong was covering the wound on one side, and Le Sheng was on the other side helping to keep Zhang Yiyan's body as stable as possible.

Finally seeing an ambulance in front, Yan Junge protected his head and put the person on the stretcher, then got into the ambulance. Huang Yong raised his feet and followed.

Chen Mo continued to direct everyone to conduct on-site inspections.

The medical staff began to give Zhang Yiyan first aid. Yan Junge watched for a moment and prayed in his heart. Huang Yong sat next to him, patted Yan Junge on the shoulder, and sighed in his heart.

Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught sight of Zhang Yiyan's clenched right hand, "Zhang Ke, there is something in your hand."

Hearing this, Yan Junge held Zhang Yiyan's right hand, but did not dare to exert any force. He could only massage his wrist and fingers to relax them, and then slowly spread his fingers apart one by one. A bullet suddenly stopped in the palm of his hand.

Yan Junge took a breath, picked up the bullet and looked at it. There was a flame symbol printed on it.

This is the bullet taken out of his body! ! !

A slight tingling pain came from his heart, Yan Junge's eyes became hot, and big tears fell down. Looking down at the unconscious man, his throat tightened, he took his right hand and brought it to his lips and kissed it, "Yiyan, I'm sorry, you have to get better soon."

In addition to the sound of instruments in the ambulance, there was the sound of Yan Junge's sobbing. Huang Yong shook his head, had a vague guess, and couldn't help but sigh.

"buzzing"

"buzzing"

The vibrating sound of the cell phone was extremely clear at this moment. Huang Yong rummaged around and found the cell phone in Zhang Yiyan's pocket. The screen read "Uncle Master". Huang Yong thought about it and clicked to connect.