slant [rebirth]

The gangster who had kidnapped the three of them clamored for the police to prepare a car. In order to avoid commotion, the commander on the periphery picked up the walkie-talkie in his hand. After a while, an ordinary car drove into the encirclement.

The gangster pointed the gun at the car and waved it indiscriminately in the eyes of everyone. The voice Jiang Rui heard had a sense of excitement about to be relieved. holding Wei Ruize's hand.

He moved his wrist slightly, letting himself bend down.

Jiang Rui squinted his eyes slightly, his consciousness spread out, and he found that on the fourth floor of the teaching building opposite the library, three snipers were aiming at the three suspects with guns from different directions.

Jiang Rui shook his head slightly, looked at Wei Ruize's frowning eyebrows and smiled, but he didn't expect to be noticed by the gangsters around him and gave him an elbow.

This made the people on the outermost periphery exclaimed, and Jiang Rui rolled his eyes helplessly.

If it hadn't really happened, he was really thinking, how could there be so many onlookers watching the police movies with guns on the TV series, not to mention the location is still at the school.

Now in the outer circle, apart from a few important leaders of the school, there are also many magazine reporters and staff who are already here.

The evacuation just sent all the students away, but these people formed a circle behind the policemen.

Jiang Rui sighed helplessly, and simply said to Wei Ruize via voice transmission: "Young Master Wei, this time is the doom of your life."

Wei Ruize's expression froze, looking at Jiang Rui with obvious disbelief, but he believed it.

What Jiang Rui said convinced the other party, but he didn't expect it, "You will be shot dead by one of them, and there is no time to rescue..."

Wei Ruize's lips under the helmet were pursed stiffly, and the hand holding the gun was unconsciously stiff.

Jiang Rui noticed a nasal sound like a laugh coming from Wei Ruize's direction, and when he looked at him again, he found that Wei Ruize's eyes had narrowed with a smile, "Master Jiang, since this is the case, it seems that you I've figured out a way."

Even though he said so, his hand still held the gun handle tightly and did not let go.

Jiang Rui nodded slightly. In the eyes of the gangster, he just raised his head, but in this short moment, the two communicated.

And at this moment, An Le suddenly let out a scream from the right.

An Le suddenly squatted down with a pale face, even if the gangster kept pulling him, he failed to bring An Le who looked extremely painful.

Zhao Jinyan's always calm face cracked a bit, looking at Anle, he clenched his fists tightly, and finally turned his gaze to Jiang Rui at the moment, as if he had suddenly made up his mind.

With a smile in Jiang Rui's eyes, he looked into Zhao Jinyan's eyes. At that moment, in just a few seconds, even the gangster who was very close to him couldn't react. Zhao Jinyan bent his waist and the gangster behind him followed. He bent down all of a sudden, and then his legs kicked straight at the gangster's head.

The gangster who was holding Zhao Jinyan was hit, and he lay on the ground for a long time without recovering.

The gangster behind Jiang Rui reacted very quickly. At that moment, he pointed the gun in Zhao Jinyan's direction and planned to shoot, but he didn't expect that he hadn't waited for him to shoot. The boy with the same painting had already flashed behind him and snatched the gun from his hand.

After Zhao Jinyan got the blow, he quickly ran behind Anle and slashed at the gangster's neck with one hand like a knife. The gangster reacted quickly and turned around immediately.

One blow failed, but Zhao Jinyan didn't dare to give up. Immediately afterwards, he swept across with one leg and kicked the gangster's waist directly, knocking him into the air.

The three gangsters were hit in an instant, and all the Wus present.police.official.At the same time, the soldier gave up the shield in his hand to block the wall, went up with his bare hands to subdue the three gangsters, and tied them tightly together.

"Ambulance—!" Zhao Jinyan hugged An Le, who had curled up on the ground, in his arms, his usual calm face immediately collapsed, and he shouted with tearing eyes.

The medical staff who stayed by the side immediately separated Zhao Jinyan. Fortunately, Zhao Jinyan was still a little rational, and he didn't go crazy like the hero in a soap opera and refused to let go.

After An Le was carried onto the stretcher, Zhao Jinyan's hand seemed to twitch, and then he glanced at Jiang Rui, took a deep breath in his calm expression, smiled stiffly, and followed him to the ambulance. I went to the hospital.

Jiang Rui was taken aside by the armed police who caught up later to protect him. Some people in white coats immediately came up to treat his wound, but found that there was no trace at all.

Jiang Rui withdrew his hand calmly, looked at the blood on his sleeve and said, "The blood is not mine."

The white coat left without any sense of accomplishment.

Jiang Rui smiled faintly, looked at Wei Ruize who was close to him, and said, "How does it feel?"

Wei Ruize looked at the gangster who had been tied up like a rice dumpling and shook his head, "Master Jiang, with you here, how can I feel?"

This question was thrown to Jiang Rui again, Jiang Rui was not annoyed, just smiled, and stretched out his right hand, "Congratulations, from now on, you will be safe all the way, and there will be no more disasters."

Wei Ruize was taken aback for a moment, looking at the sallow hand stretched out in front of him, after a while, he rubbed his pants on his pants with a little embarrassment, stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "Thank you... Happy cooperation."

"Happy cooperation." Jiang Rui nodded, then stood up from the chair, and stood in front of Wei Ruize seemingly intentionally or unintentionally.

Then, a gunshot sounded from where the gangsters were. After a sudden panic, the armed police searched the three gangsters thoroughly. police car.

There were medical staff looking in the direction of the gun and looking for the wounded, but they couldn't find anyone who looked like a wounded person, let alone no blood at all.

So he left disappointed again.

Wei Ruize glanced at Jiang Rui's body from the corner of his eye, and his whole body shook, he took a small step forward, his face wrinkled, and he felt something was wrong right away.

He immediately stood up and walked behind Jiang Rui, his pupils shrank suddenly, looking at a small round hole behind Jiang Rui's clothes.

"You..." Wei Ruize's mouth moved twice, but he couldn't say anything in the end.

I'm fine.Jiang Rui frowned, and after seeing the gangster's movements, he subconsciously stood in front of Wei Ruize.

What exactly is going on?

In this short moment, he can do many things.

It's not difficult to let that person's gun explode here, so why did he have to stand in front of Wei Ruize and use his back to block that shot for him?

What Jiang Rui didn't understand was this.

Only now, obviously no one can give him an answer.

Wei Ruize fixed his eyes on the fair-faced young man in front of him who looked like a piece of warm jade. He opened and closed his hands twice, but in the end, he still pursed his lips, picked up the protective clothing on one side, and sighed. Said in a low voice, "Jiang...Rui, I owe you, I have written it down."

Jiang Rui looked at Wei Ruize in surprise, but only saw the seriousness and firmness on his young face.

"You..." Jiang Rui wanted to say that there is no need to be like this, but Wei Ruize never listened to him again, and said, "I'll call an ambulance."

"I said, I'm fine." Jiang Rui repeated it again, seeing Wei Ruize's apparent disbelief, he finally said, "I'm fine."

Wei Ruize glanced at Jiang Rui with an inexplicable look that made Jiang Rui goosebumps all over, and then said in a muffled voice.

Seeing that nothing happened around, Jiang Rui sighed and said, "I still have something to do, let's go first."

Those reporters who were still interviewing with cameras and microphones outside the police circle were actively ignored by Jiang Rui. In order to avoid trouble, they still walked through a small side door of the school.

Rong Jingtang is watching the first replay at the moment.

What was played was everything he arranged for people to follow Jiang Rui's perspective to take pictures there.

From the time when Jiang Rui entered the arena holding the flag, to the whispered and smiling conversation between him and the people behind him, to the end of the stage...

He got someone to take a picture.

Uncle Cheng clasped his hands in front of his lower abdomen, looking at Rong Jingtang's body on the reclining chair since his return, with soft eyes.

He had served the Rong family all his life, and this young master, other than that uncle, was the first time in decades that he had such affection for a child.

Now Rong Jingtang's eyes are soft, in the dark room with no light, only the faint light from the light and shadow of the projector in front casts everywhere.

Jiang Rui on the projector kept a faint smile on his lips, his brows were soft, and his facial features were embedded in such a face, which made people feel comfortable from the bottom of his heart.

Rong Jingtang rubbed her index finger against her mouth, narrowed her eyes slightly to watch Jiang Rui's inadvertent licking of her lips, and the corners of her mouth slowly curved.

As soon as the scene changed, Jiang Rui and the two roommates entered the library when the scene was over, completely unaware that someone was following them behind them—or, they were aware of it, but did not stop it.

Rong Jingtang glanced at the wall clock at this moment, and said, "Uncle Cheng, prepare the meal."

"Yes, master." Uncle Cheng squinted his eyes and looked at the scene of Jiang Rui being held hostage on the projector, and then looked at the master sitting on the sofa who was motionless and didn't feel nervous at all, so he couldn't help sighing tone.

The heart of a young man, the old man can't figure it out.

Uncle Cheng shrugged with Rong Jingtang behind his back, and walked briskly to the kitchen.

Inside the room, Rong Jingtang nodded slightly, looking softly at Jiang Rui, who was still indifferent even though he was being held hostage, the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually widened.