After taking a look, He Yang stabbed Ying Cheng with a murderous knife in his hand, and behind Ying Cheng lay Ye Qingzhou who could barely move, and there was no way to avoid it!

A black figure jumped out from the corner and went straight to Yingcheng. Almost at the same time, Xie Lin yelled "Yingcheng" and rushed over. Zheng Yuanfeng took the opportunity to pick up the gun that had just landed, and before he could pull the trigger, A row of bullets exploded in front of the toes, Ye Qingzhou got up at some point, leaning on the crate behind him to stand still, holding the gun and tilting his head slightly, his lips trembling, mixed with pink blood The foam in his lungs overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and the hand holding the gun shook like a sieve, and he snorted lightly: "Try it? I'm not responsible for my gun going off."

——No matter what the situation is, Ye Qingzhou is always that Ye Qingzhou.

The gun he just picked up finally fell back to the ground. He looked into Ye Qingzhou's eyes and knew that he was indeed defeated and there was no room for change, so he raised his hand, kicked the gun over honestly, and said with a smile : "If Officer Ye is willing to follow me, I will not be able to fall into this situation."

Ye Qingzhou sneered, never thought that the assault gun would be so heavy, adjusted his posture with difficulty, held the gun with both hands, still trembling violently, looked down, saw Xie Lin pounced in time, and fell down He Yang and Jiang Huan threw themselves on Ying Cheng, and suddenly they fell on Ying Cheng.

Ying Cheng hissed, relaxed and exhausted physically and mentally. When he stretched out his hand, he found that he didn't even have the strength to push Jiang Huan away. You still eat tofu, don’t you!”

Jiang tried his best to support him, but only fell to the side. Ying Cheng was surprised to see him clutching his waist, blood gushing from the clothes whose original color could no longer be distinguished——

Even if Xie Lin pounced in time, the knife in He Yang's hand still cut through Jiang Huan's body, and he began to lose a lot of blood. Ying Cheng wanted to ask for help, but remembered that he had lost his headset, so he could only hold it down. His wounds made him shout eagerly: "Jiang Huan!"

Xie Lin hastily handcuffed He Yang, took the handcuffs from Ye Qingzhou while begging for help, walked over and handcuffed Zheng Yuanfeng: "Bureau Chen, the informant is injured, hurry up, send first aid!"

--A little pain.

Jiang also stretched out his hand to take a look, only to see that his hands were covered with blood, but through the cracks between his fingers, he saw a face that was ashamed but still full of vigor. Shouting "Jiang Huan".

He felt less pain again.

Thousands of obsessions in the world flow from the wound with the blood, and he thinks a lot in a daze, for a while, the midsummer wind lifts up the elegant curtains in the classroom, for a while, he cries hoarsely in the dark sea, for a while, The cold operating table and the dazzling shadowless lamp, the laughter and the fragrant preserved egg porridge in the alleys, and the loss of blood made him feel cold around him, stimulating his nerves and prompting him to return to reality world.

"sorry Sorry."

"I'm sorry for what?"

He suddenly looked at Xie Lin who came over to help him stop the bleeding, and said with a smile: "Take care of him, please. If I die, throw me into the sea. I have no identity, no relatives and friends, and no one remembers me." , and no one will pursue me, I don't exist, please throw me into the deep sea to feed the fish, let my bones rot by themselves, that's where I go, thank you."

Xie Lin was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously glanced at Yingcheng, who was also stunned for a moment, and then cursed: "You damn ghost!"

The siren came from far to near, and the special police team finally arrived late. They were relieved, and they asked Zheng Yuanfeng and his party to be escorted back first, but the ambulance was not in place so quickly, and Jiang was still weak. Ye Qingzhou even lay down on the ground, spitting blood with his mouth open, he should be gnashing his teeth, no matter what, he stretched out his hand and drove away the car of the special police team, and then drove the car at a slow speed. Biao climbed to the top, and in the deafness of one ear, dyspnea and various other complications after the explosion, he manipulated the monster made of steel, rampaging in a tight traffic flow, and forced a bloody path.

But the siren sounded again behind him, not the siren of the special police or the ambulance, but the traffic police.

But, this time, the traffic police didn't come to stop him.

Two snow-white police motorcycles whistled their sirens, and surrounded them from left to right. Ying Cheng happened to recognize the one on the left, wasn't it the one who punished him this morning?

The traffic policeman drove the car to keep pace with him, first moved backwards to signal him to slow down, then moved forward to signal him to keep up, and then the two motorcycles pulled the speed of the car and the volume of the siren to the top, and moved forward to clear the way.

Ying Cheng's ears were bleeding, his head was covered with ashes, and he was still wearing a blood-stained police uniform. He rolled down the car window and shouted, "Thank you brother!"

The traffic policeman heard it, raised his hand and shook it, only to see that he was holding a walkie-talkie in his hand.

It's clear that there's a lot of collaboration between the various police forces, and they're just the first ones that are closest.

After noticing the two big characters of special police written on the dark car body, and several police officers in a panic in the car, I don’t know who in the crowded traffic took the lead in honking the horn and double flashing, the traffic police siren and the horn of the private car blared. It became a duet, and the vehicles began to gradually pull over to give way. In a moment, a wide avenue was squeezed out, and more police motorcycles gathered in all directions, actively moving forward or backward, escorting the vehicles that should be presented.

Xie Lin was already dizzy, but he was driving so fast again, his stomach was overwhelmed, and he almost vomited. He didn't even have the energy to open his eyes, so he squinted his eyes on the co-pilot, pointed forward, and smiled: " See, this life is not in vain."

Ye Qingzhou's physical condition was much worse, as if his bones had been taken out, he had to rely on Jiang to sit still, but Zheng Yuanfeng was sure of it, so he also smiled softly.

——Death is worth it.

On the other hand, Jiang suddenly said with a pale face, "I'm sorry."

They also escaped from the bombs, and Yingcheng's physical condition is not much better. He can only hold on to the steering wheel in his hands. This will not even know where the soul has been shaken. Blood and flesh Mixed, there was only a sense of righteousness left, and he suddenly woke up half of his mind when he heard the words: "What?"

He pressed the wound, and the blood was not seeping much. He pressed very hard, so the blood didn't drip into the car, which made him very happy. Not that heavy."

Ying Cheng was distracted, the steering wheel tilted and almost hit a private car that gave way. Fortunately, the police siren woke him up in time, and he turned back to the right road, gnashing his teeth: "I don't care if you are okay, if you dare to run again, I will give you a ride." Lock it in the septic tank, do what you say!"

Jiang was speechless by Captain Ying's inexhaustible shock, his eyes widened in shock, and after a long time, in the car that was running wildly, he said softly:

"Um. Good. I'm not running."

-

The traffic police escorted them to the hospital. As soon as the car arrived, four stretchers were ready, and they were carried away one by one. In the Department of Internal Medicine, Surgery, and Five Senses, CTB had a blood test. During the physical examination at a blind spot, Xie Lin still remembers coaxing and cheating Ying Cheng into the operating bed in the gastroscopy room.

The last four people lay side by side on the observation bed in the emergency room. The explosion killed half of them, and the other half died in the hospital. Each of them stood upright, and Ying Cheng still covered his mouth with a towel and cursed. Sentence: "Xie Lin, remember, don't fall into my hands next time, or I will send you in for a ligation."

Xie Lin turned over: "I can't hear you, shut up."

Ye Qingzhou coughed lightly, dying from the pain: "Take it easy, there are so many beautiful nurses here."

Only Jiang raised his head and took a look—the fart beautiful nurses were all scared away as soon as their thick-skinned Captain Ying, who had never been seen before or since, spoke up.

-

Xu Fan knew that Yingcheng and the others could still breathe anyway, and they refused to even go to the hospital. After an examination in the ambulance, they rushed back to the Municipal Bureau to help. In the sky, every gangster Cao Ming who was killed on the spot had to undergo an autopsy, and he was called to the police station to work overtime in the middle of the night, and the entire city bureau was suddenly busier than the vegetable market.

This time the arrest was too big, from the special police down to the traffic police, and a Jindu entertainment club was blown up in the middle. There were hundreds of people involved in the case, as well as the guns, ammunition and drugs seized. Chen Qiang was too busy to touch it. He waited until everyone was escorted back before he was free to rush to the hospital.

In the end, he took Huang Zhiyuan to the hospital to see that the three captains were lying neatly on the observation bed in the emergency room, occupying the entire observation room.

Ye Qingzhou's hand was completely red and swollen from the impact, but fortunately there was no fracture, several ribs were broken, and internal organs were injured, so he refused to be hospitalized, so he just signed a chest strap and was on an intravenous drip while inhaling oxygen.

Xie Lin's condition is a bit better. His ribs are a little cracked, which is not serious. It's just that he was shot in the ear. Although it was wiped off, the cartilage was cut open in the middle. Scars are definitely going to stay, but they shouldn't be too ugly.

Only Yingcheng was the best one, but he suffered tons of injuries because of the gastroscope.

All three had concussions, and the eardrums were ruptured, all kinds of headaches were splitting, and the world was spinning. They took painkillers and fell asleep directly into three corpses.

Chen Qiang sighed, went around to the nurse's desk, and put himself

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