captive hacker god

In a semi-sealed space, light can only slip into the room through the door, until the headlights are turned on manually, and the darkness can no longer occupy the environment, and everything becomes clear at a glance in the open space.

The scene that entered the scene couldn't help but make everyone gasp──

"Owen, are you okay?" Ling Feiyan asked in a low voice.

Owen didn't answer. He stared straight at Ling Feiyan's left hand with wide eyes. The sharp blade pierced through the entire palm, and the blood couldn't stop bleeding. Seeing this, he was speechless, "You..."

It turned out that Ling Feiyan had made up his mind as early as he entered the door. Taking advantage of Sima Yan and the policemen to distract Ding Zhe's attention, he came behind Ding Zhe and Owen without any trace, and was careful not to make noise. In the room where the props are stored, there are many background panels for shooting around. Ling Feiyan disguised himself and went around behind them, holding his breath and waiting for the opportunity to rescue Owen in one fell swoop.

Both Li Chengtian and Sima Yan noticed his movements, and couldn't help but start to divert their attention with words. They didn't know whether Li Chengtian's words were too annoying, or Ding Zhe's mental state was in confusion. Ling Feiyan didn't startle the snake.

Seeing that Ding Zhe was going to strike fiercely, Ling Feiyan was so anxious that he rushed forward, fearing that the knife would hurt Owen, so he stretched out his bare hands and took the initiative to meet the sharp weapon from top to bottom. .

──This person is absolutely desperate!It's too messy!The people present couldn't help but think.

However, they soon felt that this conclusion was premature...

Ling Feiyan didn't intend to let Sima Yan intervene, all he knew was to make this scumbag pay the price!

Thinking about it, he bent his knees and kicked Ding Zhe's abdomen vigorously. The sudden explosive force and envious blow made Ding Zhe bend down in pain. Ling Feiyan hooked Owen to protect him behind him, and then used his right hand Forcibly pulled out the sharp blade still stuck in his left palm... Throwing it back forcefully, ignoring the fountain-like wound, he stared fiercely at Ding Zhe.

Ding Zhe was out of hostages, Sima Yan immediately waved his hands when he saw this, the police quickly approached Ding Zhe, he took out his hand button to restrain him, but unexpectedly——

The next moment Ling Feiyan approached Ding Zhe step by step, grabbed Ding Zhe's collar with his right hand and lifted him up, kicking Ding Zhe hard one after another like an uncontrolled beast. His strength was very strong, There was a bone-heavy "crack, cluck" sound.

"Hmm, help..." Ding Zhe turned to the police for help at this time.

"..." Sima Yan looked away, but didn't step forward to stop it immediately. The other policemen who wanted to stop him stopped when they saw this. The police can't use lynching, so why don't they just let someone else do it.

Seeing Owen being restrained by Ding Zhe, Ling Feiyan's helplessness and worry in finding someone turned into hostility. His eyes were red and he could only think about it—kill this beast to avenge Owen!

Ding Zhe was beaten into a ball and struggled weakly. Ling Feiyan felt that he was still angry when he thought of the scene when he came in, so he picked the weak parts to beat.

Finally, Sima Yan said, "Enough is enough, if you continue to fight, you will die."

He could tell that Ling Feiyan was indeed an experienced master, and that the beatings were all about viscera and ribs. Judging from the sound just now—Ding Zhe had broken at least four or five bones.

It's a pity that Sima Yan's stop didn't get any response from Ling Feiyan who was in a manic state. At this moment, he was like a hungry dog ​​finding food after ten days and ten nights. His body was completely dominated by instinct, and he had no intention of stopping at all. It's like wanting to be beaten to death.

"Damn it!" Sima Yan gritted her teeth. Just now, she wanted to relieve her anger and let Ling Feiyan go on a rampage. She didn't expect it to be completely out of control now. She wondered if she should use violence to stop it?

Owen noticed the continuously expanding bloodstains on the ground, and with difficulty reached out and grabbed Ling Feiyan's arm, gently tugged, raised his eyes and grabbed him and said, "Ling Feiyan... that's enough."

Then Sima Yan found out that Owen's words and eyes made Ling Feiyan stop! ?

Hearing Owen's soft cry, Ling Feiyan looked at those peach-blossom eyes again, and his sanity suddenly returned. He quickly looked Owen up and down, and asked nervously, "Owen, are you okay? Are you hurt? I..."

He was suddenly a little speechless, looking at the huddled person under his feet? ──He just lost control in front of Owen...

He looked at Owen anxiously. He was out of control and had frightened countless people. Could Owen be frightened too?Then, like those people, they are afraid of him and don't want to get close to him anymore?He couldn't imagine it by himself.

"..." Owen didn't speak, and stared down at the water that was still dripping blood. The wound was huge, and the bloody mess looked very scary.

Seeing that he was silent, Ling Feiyan opened his mouth to speak with difficulty, "Owen, I'm not..."

"Does your hand...don't hurt?" Owen looked up at him and asked.

"Ah?" Ling Feiyan couldn't turn his head around, and followed his line of sight to look at his left hand belatedly, thinking that Owen is not afraid?Are you worried about him instead?

Thinking about it, his mood suddenly improved, and he said with a smile: "It doesn't hurt, what is this little injury?"

Seeing him wanting to prove his words, Owen shook his hands away without pain or itching. The blood dripped faster, and his slightly watery eyes immediately became slightly annoyed, "Stupid! Don't move anymore."

"." Ling Feiyan was very obedient, he lowered his hand in a low voice, not daring to move anymore.

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At this time, Sima Yan had already ordered someone to handcuff Ding Zhe, who was unable to move, but he had been beaten so unconscious that two policemen needed to help him go out.

When the prisoner was subdued, Yu Wen was greatly relieved. He stepped forward to greet Owen's younger brother. After walking a few steps, he realized something was wrong. He turned to look at Li Chengtian, but saw him standing quietly looking at Ling Feiyan and Owen. Yijing didn't know what he was thinking, so he joked: "Young master, Brother Owen is really amazing! Disobedient people like Ling Feiyan have been tamed. I don't think you need to worry about it in the future."

Li Chengtian responded in a low voice, his slightly drooping eyelids concealed the emotions in his eyes, and his dark eyes were too quiet and deep. ──If Yu Wen has noticed his eyes, he will find that Li Chengtian at this moment is more terrifying than his expressionless eyes.

Although Yu Wen didn't notice it, the hairs on his body stood on end, and the death-like chill coming from behind made him understand—the young master was in a very bad mood!The consequences are very serious. In a blink of an eye, Yu Wen put his mind on Owen's younger brother. Since he is safe and sound, he can go forward with confidence...

"Brother Owen, your charm is really great! Even serial killers are also fascinated by you, how? Are you scared?" Yu Wen squeezed into the room between the two very unkindly and joked.

Before Ling Feiyan could stare, he heard Owen say, "His injury... deal with it quickly."

Yu Wen saw the rotten hand at a close distance, and immediately exclaimed, "God! Don't you feel any pain at all? This is going to rot. Captain Sima, is there an ambulanceman? Come quickly!"

I snatched Ling Feiyan's bleeding left hand from Owen, "I said, what are you thinking? Do you really think you are Ultraman? You don't want your hand anymore? Don't think that being a star is enough to save your face, it's all over your body." Sell ​​it!"

Ling Feiyan frowned, thinking that Mr. Yu and Mr. Xiong really have a hard time!Both are so talkative!

But he finally felt some stinging pain. ──Being held by Owen as if it was fragile just now, and knowing that Owen was not frightened when he saw the manic attack, he was still doing his own thing, which left him no time to feel the pain in his body.

After ordering his subordinates to come down to this corner, Sima Yan frowned when he saw the injury, and couldn't help saying: "You should cooperate with my actions."

"Tsk!" Ling Feiyan gave him a direct look, thinking that if he had waited for the police to come, Owen might have died long ago.

"Bai Tan, please come over and see him." Sima Yan called back.

Several people looked back and found that there was a young man in a white coat standing quietly in the corner, and upon hearing the sound, he hurried over, "What's the matter?"

"His hand, do you think it hurt his bones?" Sima Yan asked.

The young man named Bai Tan brushed away the long hair that fell on his forehead, looked down a few times, and suddenly took out a few silver needles from his pocket, and quickly inserted them into Ling Feiyan's left hand without any explanation.

"..." Owen was stunned for a moment, and was pleasantly surprised to find that his palm, which was bleeding profusely, had suddenly stopped bleeding. "You are amazing! Will he be fine now?"

Bai Tan looked up at Owen, suddenly smiled and said: "It's okay, he's not seriously injured and won't be disabled, just let him go to the hospital for bandages as soon as possible, and if you think those quack doctors are incompetent, you can find me at the police station."

Ling Feiyan didn't have time to say who would go to the police station. At this time, the ambulance personnel arrived, and the three came to Shang Wen and carried him onto a stretcher. Ling Feiyan was also pulled aside by two ambulancemen for emergency treatment. One of them exclaimed, "As expected of Doctor Bai! The bleeding was stopped with one shot!"

Ling Feiyan was worried that Owen didn't want to go, so Owen immediately stared, "Go!"

Ling Feiyan nodded slightly, and then turned around and followed them with some reluctance.

"Thank you." Owen nodded to Bai Tan. It's good that he didn't move. This nod made him a little top-heavy. He staggered and fell back. Seeing this, Sima Yan stretched out his hand to support him, "Owen, are you okay?" Bar?"

"Dizziness..." As soon as Owen finished speaking, his whole body rose into the air, tilted his head slightly, and Li Chengtian's face came into his eyes, his stern expression remained the same. For some reason, Owen felt that he was very angry──even though he was still A serious facial paralysis.

"I'll take you home." That's all Li Chengtian said.

Yu Wen was another person who sensed that the young master was very angry, and said in his heart: "Oh! Couldn't even brother Owen be able to calm him down this time?"

Bai Tan spoke again at this time: "Let me see." As he spoke, he put his hand on Owen's wrist hanging by his side.

"So you know the pulse?" Yu Wen was a little surprised.

Bai Tan nodded, then let go of his hand and said to Owen after a long while: "Don't worry, you've just been anesthetized, and the effect will wear off in a while." After a pause, his eyes slipped past the two brothers, looked at Li Chengtian and asked: " Let me get a few stitches and I can move now, do you want?"

Li Chengtian felt Owen's body stiffen, obviously he didn't want to experience the feeling of being pricked by long and thin silver needles, so he slightly tightened his arms to appease his younger brother, then shook his head and rejected Bai Tan's kindness.

Bai Tan glanced back and forth between the two of them, and finally gave Li Chengtian a meaningful look, and said, "Remember to be restrained."

"...?" Li Chengtian was a little confused, so he didn't intend to ask questions, and focused on his younger brother who was not feeling well.

Sima Yan was the only one who guessed what Bai Tan was thinking. Seeing him smiling strangely at the two brothers, he couldn't help shaking his head and said, "Bai Tan, they are just brothers."

Hearing this, Bai Tan raised his phoenix eyes and was a little surprised, but his mouth raised a playful arc, touched his chin and said: "So we are still brothers."

"..." Sima Yan turned his face away and didn't want to deepen the misunderstanding any longer. For Bai Tan, he would not change his mind if he had confirmed it. No matter how much he said, it would only lead to a deadlock of explaining or covering up.

Noticing that Bai Tan's eyes were shining, he knew what kind of plans this man was planning, so he turned his head to look at Owen and Li Chengtian, thinking that it's no wonder Bai Tan got it wrong!

Because Owen fell backwards just now, Li Chengtian caught him from behind, so now Owen's buttocks are supported by his arms, thanks to Li Chengtian's hard work, he supported the person with one hand and wrapped his back with the other, as if protecting him. Like a father hugging his own child passionately.

"Bai Tan, thank you." Owen raised the corner of his mouth to thank him again. It can be said that he has a good impression of this doctor, and he is very pleasing to the eye at a glance. He is much more pleasing than Ouyang Jiuri.

"It's just a trivial matter." Bai Tan waved his hand and didn't care at all.

Sima Yan lifted her glasses lightly, and looked at Bai Tan strangely, who raised her eyebrows when she sensed his gaze.

He coughed a few times, thought for a while and asked again: "You seem to be in a good mood today." Usually you have to ask three times before you make a move, but today you are happy.

The subtext is that I have never seen you so willing to help others. Bai Tan understood it, clicked his tongue and waved his hand and said, "Who told you to call me here? Let me come here in vain since the person is not dead."

Yu Wen felt that something was wrong, "Wait, aren't you a doctor?" He glanced up and down at this good-looking young man with wide eyes, and confirmed again——that he was wearing a white coat!

Bai Tan turned his head and glanced at him, bit his lips and said, "I'm a forensic doctor."

A light sentence in exchange for several exaggerated reactions:

Yu Wen's expression was distorted: "..."

Owen stared, "..."

Even Li Chengtian was no exception, he glanced at Sima Yan coldly, and fixed his eyes on Bai Tan in a blink of an eye.