Darkest Action

A group of criminal police outside the cabin roared and exerted force continuously, and finally pushed away a large number of shelves blocking the entrance, and were able to rush into the cargo compartment.

Two or three people rushed together and knocked Yao Yixian to the ground heavily; the rest of the other police officers rushed to the gap in the hull one after another, stretched down three or four pairs of big hands, and replaced them. Qi Feng, who was at his limit, firmly grabbed Wu Xia who was below him, and dragged him up.

"Call the medical team quickly! Master Feng and Wu Xia are seriously injured!"

A criminal policeman who was squatting on the ground supported the collapsed Qi Feng, only felt that his palm was warm, and there was a viscous liquid seeping from the gap between his five fingers, which was the blood gurgling from Qi Feng's body.

"Master Feng! You must hold on!" The criminal policeman's eyes turned red instantly.

"Stinky boy, don't cry, I'm not dead yet..." Qi Feng teased weakly, his face turned from purple to white, "Hurry up, help me find An Lan, we must find him..."

From this sentence, the picture freezes.

There seems to be a pair of God's eyes looking down on the wrestling and killing beings on this freighter. The line of sight goes all the way out from the cargo hold, passing through rows of gray and cold iron shelves, and boarding the narrow stair passage , Bypassing the city special team members who were carrying out the hunt, continue all the way up, straight to the deck, push aside the others, and enter the camp.

At this moment, An Lan on the stretcher was slowly opening his eyes, and a series of indicators on the heart rate monitor were rising tenaciously.

"Qi Feng..."

An Lan's heart was inexplicably sad, and she silently called out the name that was lingering in her heart.

Outside the medical tent, Meng Ran received the news that Qi Feng and Wu Xia were seriously injured and critically injured through the headset. He immediately dispatched on-site dispatch, organized a rescue team, and prepared to rush to the cargo hold below to save people.

An Lan on the stretcher heard the movement outside the tent and struggled to sit up.The doctor hurriedly came to stop him, and he said eagerly: "Call Meng Ran...ask Meng Ran to take me to Qi Feng!"

The doctor couldn't persuade him, seeing An Lan's firm attitude, he just got out of the camp to discuss with Meng Ran.

Knowing that An Lan had woken up smoothly, Meng Ran's anxious mood could not be relieved. He asked the criminal policeman in the cargo hold again in his headset: "How is Qi Feng's injury? Can it last?"

Unexpectedly, after this question, the words on the other end were a bit choked up: "Meng Ju, Master Feng has lost a lot of blood, and the situation is not optimistic. If you are with Mr. An, let him come and see Just take a look..."

Meng Ran was stunned, silent for a moment, and then told the doctor next to him: "Use a wheelchair, push Mr. An to go there together."

The group quickly assembled, and a group of city special forces took the lead to escort the medical team to the warehouse floor where Qi Feng and Wu Xia were.Several medical staff swarmed up and cut the back shirts of the two wounded on the spot.

Hemostasis, blood transfusion, drip, intravenous injection, wearing an oxygen mask, connecting various emergency equipment...

Qi Feng's face was already as pale as paper. He saw An Lan sitting in a wheelchair from a distance. The two of them seemed to isolate the busy figures around them and fell into their own vacuum world.

"Don't listen to me, it's not good to come uninvited..." Under the oxygen mask, Qi Feng forced a smile.

Two lines of tears slipped down An Lan's eyes involuntarily, fell on her still dark red lips, and said in a low voice, "It won't happen in the future, I will listen to you in everything from now on."

Qi Feng faced down, turned his face to see An Lan crying, and continued to tease him: "You are so handsome in this special combat uniform..."

On the heart rate monitor, Qi Feng's blood pressure and heartbeat continued to drop, and the faces of the doctors present became more serious.

An Lan tried her best to stand up and walked to Qi Feng's side, but the broken ribs restricted his movement, so she opened her mouth and shouted: "Qi Feng, you promised me to be well! You must recover!"

Qi Feng seemed to have run out of energy, so he blinked his eyes to show his strength.

On the other side of the cargo hold, Yao Yixian finally saw Meng Ran.

After the rain stopped and the sun rose, the sun was projected into the cargo hold from hundreds of round windows. Under the light, Meng Ran was as terrifying as a god, and the brilliance was very bright. He walked all the way and drew a slanted reflection on the ground.

Yao Yixian was handcuffed and sat on the ground, until Meng Ran stood straight in front of him, then raised his head and smiled: "You are here."

Meng Ran looked at him expressionlessly: "Yes, I'm here to kill you."

Yao Yixian laughed suddenly, and raised his chin in the direction of Qi Feng and Wu Xia: "Do you still like this gift for you?"

Meng Ran was not provoked, and responded lightly: "I never thought you would be so stubborn when you are about to die."

"I haven't seen you for so long, I really miss you, Meng Ran." Yao Yixian still smiled, "I've waited for so long, and I finally got you. You really didn't disappoint me!"

"Didn't you always want me dead?"

"Are you kidding, how could I be willing to let you die? I have given up that idea long ago! How can I be complete without you? Without you, who will help me achieve revenge? You are a shot I carefully forced out The gun, step by step according to my presupposition, became what it is now. Meng Ran, you have finally become as ruthless, as ruthless, and as unscrupulous as me, do you understand?"

"Thank you for the compliment, but it's a pity that my ending is different from yours." Meng Ran turned his head and ordered a police officer nearby, "Yao Yixian is an extremely dangerous criminal, give him another pair of handcuffs, be careful .”

A few meters away, Wu Xia, who was being rescued, had already fallen into a semi-comatose state, still calling a name vaguely.

Meng Ran approached and listened carefully, and found that he was calling his new wife's name. He couldn't help squatting down and stroking Wu Xia's hair: "Don't worry, kid. I will definitely send you back alive."