Mu Wan was greedy for pleasure, and the big boss in the Beijing circle got away with it

"Stop talking nonsense!" Lou Chi threw AK to him and hid behind a grave, "Cover me!"

"Thank you..." Chen Lin burst into tears, kneeling and carrying the ak, wary of any disturbance in the woods.

He, Fu Sichen and Luo Shuwan were lurking in different directions, coordinating the QQ, creating the effect of a team.

The moment the sound of Q subsided, Lou Chi was sweating profusely and holding the work pliers to cut the last wire.

The countdown stops at 00:27!

Chen Lin let out a long sigh of relief and sat down on the ground.

Lou Chi picked up the AK and turned around and rushed towards the woods, firing Q while moving forward rapidly.

The opportunity is rare. As long as one can be caught alive, K can be traced.

In the woods, two people had fallen. The bullets were fired evenly, three for each person.

Two for the arm, you can no longer hold Q, and one for the calf, you can no longer run away.

These three injuries were enough to restrict movement, but not fatal. He was left alive for questioning.

Lou Chi thought to himself: Brother Shen is indeed a good prospect. He has not touched it for so many years, but his accuracy is still so good!

As he continued to track, he stared intently at the man who looked like the leader.

The man was empty of bullets and fell down in panic.

At this moment, Lou Chi saw his face clearly.

This face looks very much like a person on the wanted list: Zhou Lu.

Lou Chi immediately decided to let him go.

Cast a long line and catch big fish.

As for K’s traces, the two living people are enough.

Unfortunately, when he turned back, the two seriously injured people had already committed suicide by taking poison.

Lou Chi sighed regretfully, "K has a good command of me. I can't accept it."

He took out his mobile phone and sent an encrypted message to an unknown number: 1. Majiazhong, two male corpses, cleaned up at the scene. 2. Zhou Lu showed up, immediately locked up, and secretly monitored.

After sending the message, he breathed a long sigh of relief, looked up at the sunset, and murmured to himself, "The danger is over, close the team."

It used to be that a series of "got it" came over the intercom!

Now, the only response to him was the howling northwest wind.

He raised his head and blinked hard, "This damn wind has hit my eyes."

"Brother Chi, come back quickly!" Luo Shuwan stood at the end of the cemetery, waving and shouting.

The tears that Lou Chi had just suppressed burst out again.

He carried the AK over his shoulders and strode through the cemetery to join them.

Chen Lin was kneeling on the ground, holding Fu Sichen's leg and crying loudly.

Lou Chi held AK and poked his butt, "Who risked his life to defuse the explosives for you, why did you kneel down in front of him?"

Chen Lin immediately turned around and knelt facing him.

Lou Chi jumped up and hid behind Fu Sichen like a monkey, "I'm kidding you, why do you take it seriously?"

"Get up quickly. In this shady world, be careful of other people's ancestors taking a fancy to you."

Fu Sichen turned to look at him, "Don't just talk, pull him up. I don't have the strength."

After saying that, he staggered and fell down.

Chen Lin opened his arms to catch him and looked at Lou Chi helplessly, "Doctor Lou, what should I do?"

Lou Chi sighed, "You hold him first while I change the tire."

"Then I'll call an ambulance and they can pick us up halfway." Luo Shuwan called the emergency number of the central hospital.

After changing the tire, the three of them worked together to lift Fu Sichen into the back seat of the car and headed back home.

Two hours later, Fu Sichen was transferred to the ambulance for emergency hemostasis treatment.

After another three hours, we finally arrived at the hospital.

Fu Sichen was pushed into the operating room for a second operation.

Chen Lin knelt down, put his palms together in front of his chest, and prayed devoutly.

Lou Chi held his forehead and said, "Stop kneeling, you're seriously injured. I've made an appointment with an orthopedic specialist for you and go and treat the wound quickly."

Chen Lin asked with guilt on his face, "Will Mr. Fu's second surgery make it more difficult to recover and leave more scars?"

Lou Chi nodded, "Brother Shen doesn't have enough skin anymore."

Chen Lin rolled up his sleeves and exposed his arms, "Can you give mine to Mr. Fu?"

Lou Chi raised his head and asked, "Do you think this is just changing clothes?"

"Repair it slowly. Maybe in ten years, with advanced technology, it can be completely restored."

Luo Shuwan looked at the door of the operating room worriedly. On the day when the bandages were removed, how would Fu Sichen accept his scarred body?

After five hours of suffering, the indicator light above the operating room finally went out.

The door to the operating room slowly opened, and the director of the burn department walked out.

He looked heavy and said regretfully, "Mr. Fu's wound has been cracked to 60% extent. The skin at the suture site cannot be as tight as before. After recovery, there will be large scars and severe hyperplasia."

My hanging heart pounded to death.

The self-blame and guilt in Luo Shuwan's heart roared like waves, and tears fell like rain.

If she hadn't insisted on helping her mother get a divorce, if she hadn't saved her, he wouldn't have been burned.

Chen Lin knelt at the door of the operating room, hugged his head and cried, regretfully scolding himself for being useless.

Zhao Xingyue rushed over in a hurry. When he saw the scene, his legs went weak and he burst into tears.

The ups and downs of their cries attracted a lot of attention.

Lou Chi couldn't persuade him, so he silently stepped aside and watched quietly.

It's a shame not to stay with them.

When Fu Sichen was pushed out of the operating room, Luo Shuwan and Chen Lin seemed to have pressed the pause button and stopped instantly.

Zhao Xingyue was still kneeling on the ground, crying with his mouth open.

Fu Sichen opened his eyes slightly, glanced at him, and said weakly and disgustedly, "Get him away."

Luo Shuwan covered Zhao Xingyue's mouth and reminded in his ear, "Your uncle is going to beat you!"

Zhao Xingyue stopped instantly, opened his eyes, took one look, and then looked again, "...Uncle, are you...still alive?"

The anesthetic injected during the operation was still taking effect. Fu Sichen was a little confused at first, but now he was completely awakened by this good nephew!

"Why did you come to the hospital?" he asked.

Zhao Xingyue immediately stood at attention and replied respectfully, "Uncle said, let me hold the meeting on your behalf."

Fu Sichen glanced at Lou Chi and said, "Go find him a hospital gown, use AI to change his face, and go online to hold a video conference."

AI face changing!

Luo Shuwan was amazed by his wild ways again.

Zhao Xingyue and Fu Sichen already had similar facial features, but after they put on hospital gowns and had their faces changed by AI, the people on the other end of the network really couldn't see any flaws!

Return to the ward.

Zhao Xingyue changed into his hospital gown, sat on the sofa, and held his computer in preparation for going online.

He had never attended any meetings of the company. The first time he attended, he pretended to be the president and was so nervous that his palms became sweaty.

Fu Sichen warned, "Just sit there and say 'promote Chen Lin to CEO' at the end of the meeting, and the task will be considered completed."

Zhao Xingyue took a deep breath and entered the conference room.

The page jumped, and there were a bunch of faces on the screen.

He subconsciously wanted to wave hello, but Luo Shuwan pressed his hand and typed a reminder: Stay cool!

During the hour-long meeting, the old guys would ask harsh questions from time to time, but Chen Lin could easily solve them.

Finally, Zhao Xingyue said under pressure: promote Chen Lin to CEO.

The whole place was in an uproar and began to question everything.

He added: This is a notice, not a solicitation of opinions.