Jiang Daxiong in front shouted and scolded: "Paralyzed, you still have so many bits and pieces to kill someone, hurry up!"

When he turned around, he saw the third child's face pale and clutching his neck, and hot blood was flowing out of his fingers.

Ye Feng's face was gloomy, and he was holding a business card given by the bank manager in his hand, and blood was dripping from the edges.

Martial arts in the world, only fast is not broken, Ye Feng, as a martial arts master, has reached the realm of picking flowers and flying leaves to kill people, and it is easy to cut the throat of the third child with a business card, let alone break free from the rope that binds him.

"The third child!"

Jiang Daxiong roared, woke up the robber with the plastic bag, and hurriedly turned around to grab the shotgun beside him.

Ye Feng was faster than him, and reached out to grab it.

This shotgun is loaded, and it can be fired by pulling the trigger, and the sound of popping beans came from the cramped Buick business car, and the smoke of gunpowder was filled, and hot iron sand gushed out from the muzzle, and the robber was instantly beaten at close range.

"Bang!"

There was another gunshot, the iron sand hit the front seat, the cotton wool flew, and the yellow hair of the car was half cut into a sieve, and he fell on the steering wheel.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Another barrage of gunfire.

Jiang Daxiong deserves to be a bandit, and he did not panic in an emergency, took out the pistol on his waist, and fought back through the seat.

The double-barreled shotgun in Ye Feng's hand only had two bullets, and he needed to continue to reload after the fight, but Jiang Daxiong began to fight back, and Liu Jieyu could easily be injured in the narrow space.

He threw away the empty shotgun, threw Liu Jieyu down and pressed him down, and Jiang Daxiong quickly pulled the trigger behind him, and quickly ran out of a shuttle of bullets.

"Boom!"

Huang Mao was killed by a shotgun, and the Buick commercial vehicle lost control and hit his head on a tree on the side of the road in a serpentine shape for some distance, the hood was deformed and turned up, and the engine was billowing with smoke.

"Ahem!"

The co-pilot's door opened, and Jiang Daxiong climbed out of the car, staggering away with a pistol hanging up in the empty warehouse.

But he had not run a few steps, and fell to the ground, blinding blood flowing from his armpits, staining the ground red.

Ye Feng's last shot was shot diagonally, most of the iron sand hit Huang Mao's body, but some of it passed through the co-pilot's backrest and hit Jiang Daxiong's armpit, breaking half of his lung lobe.

At that time, the situation was critical, Jiang Daxiong was secreting adrenaline rapidly, and his body only felt like he had been smashed with his fist, and he did not feel pain.

When he finished firing a shuttle bullet and got out of the car and fled, the vigorous exercise accelerated the blood loss, and he didn't run a few steps before he hit the street.

There was a scream from the Buick van.

"Ye Feng, Ye Feng, wake up! Help!"

Ye Feng was hospitalized again, he was shot seven times, and every bullet was embedded in the flesh.

One was in the leg, which was beaten by Jiang Daxiong in the bank, and the six were in the torso, which was suffered to protect Liu Jieyu.

When the doctor took out the bullets, he couldn't help but be amazed, and all seven bullets turned into mushroom heads.

The gunshot wound on Ye Feng's body seems scary, but it is not serious, the bullet only enters the muscle for two or three centimeters, and does not hurt the internal organs, the coma is due to blood loss, and the bullet is disinfected and bandaged after being taken out, just waiting for the infusion to reduce inflammation and recuperate.

Ye Feng was very arrogant, saying that he had nothing to do and was going to be discharged from the hospital to recuperate, Liu Jieyu was not at ease, so she gave Ye Feng a long vacation and ordered him to take care of his injuries before he could go out.

There was a robbery in the bank, the hostages were taken hostage, this incident caused a sensation in the entire Haicang City, the major media rushed to report, the deputy mayor came to visit in person, and the pennant of righteousness and courage was hung at the head of the bed, Ye Feng was once again pushed to the forefront.

Team Zhen closed the confession notebook in his hand and looked at Ye Feng with a strange expression: "Okay, I've made you a great merit again." ”

The Zhen team arrived at the scene after half an hour, four robbers did not survive, three were shot and died, one of them died the most strangely, it was a sharp weapon to cut the throat and died of excessive blood loss, the murder weapon was not the small hunting knife in the car, but a business card.

Killing someone with a business card, Team Zhen couldn't believe it.

But in Liu Jieyu's confession, these people were indeed killed by Ye Feng.

In such a narrow space, under the condition of ensuring the personal safety of his companions, he was able to defeat four enemies with one enemy, and the Zhen team tried to ask him, and he was afraid that he would not be able to do it.

When asking Ye Feng, this guy was too nervous and forgot the process at that time, which made Team Zhen a little annoyed.

Ye Feng killed people, and killed four, but he was justified in defense, and those four people deserved it, but this case was also characterized because of this, and it was impossible to continue to investigate.

Team Zhen didn't get the information she wanted, and left with a gloomy face with a notebook, and not long after she left, a hot beauty walked in.

"Ye Daxia, long time no see. The beauty entered the door and smiled, making Ye Feng's head big for a while.

"Reporter Li, do you smell carrion again?"

In the animal world, there are at least two kinds of animals that come when they smell carrion, one is a hyena and the other is a vulture.

Ye Feng was sarcastic about her, but Li Qingwan was not angry at all.

"Why are you so hostile to me? I was ordered to do an interview for you, kill four bandits, protect the safety of one party, Ye Daxia, you want fire!"

"I'm going to get angry now!" Ye Feng rolled his eyes angrily: "Believe it or not, I killed you together?"

A cold breath emanated from Ye Feng's body, and Li Qingwan's heart palpitated, and she couldn't help but shiver.

"Scared, right?" Ye Feng sneered, just now he released the murderous aura on his body, so that the reporter of the city radio station could retreat.

But Ye Feng underestimated the persistence of this big reporter, she took a deep breath, pulled over the chair, sat in front of Ye Feng's hospital bed, set up the camera, spread out the notebook, and wrote the questions to be asked densely.

Ye Feng wailed in his heart, spicy next door! Let me go! Lao Tzu really doesn't want to be famous!

"May I ask Mr. Ye, can you tell us about the situation at that time?" Li Qingwan asked in standard Mandarin, holding her notebook.

Ye Feng: "......"

"Mr. Ye, can you tell us how you felt in that crisis situation in the face of four bandits, what made you protect Miss Liu without hesitation?"

Ye Feng: "......"

Ye Feng has become an old monk who has entered the meditation, looking at his nose, nose, mouth, mouth, and heart, no matter how you Li Da reporter asks, I just don't open my mouth.

Li Qingwan was a little annoyed, Ye Feng didn't say a word, how could the interview continue?

After a few contacts, Li Qingwan knew that if Ye Feng really didn't want to say it, he wouldn't be able to ask anything, since he had to go back to be scolded, it was better to make up for it on Ye Feng first!

A wicked smile crossed the corner of her mouth, and she put away her notebook and asked with concern: "Ye Daxia, I heard that you were shot several times?"

Ye Feng opened his mouth this time and snorted: "I was shot seven times." ”

Li Qingwan immediately showed a surprised expression and covered her small mouth: "Where is the injury? Can I see your wound? This is a medal to subdue the gangsters!"

It's no secret either, Ye Feng nodded, most of the wounds were on the torso on the side, and one was at the base of the thigh.

Thinking of this wound, Ye Feng was a little depressed, last time in order to save Liu Jieyu, he was injured by a broken nut, which was also at the root of his thigh.

The shot was on the other side of the thigh, and the doctor said it was too hanging, and it was three inches away from knocking him down.

"Is this it?" Li Qingwan stretched out her hand and pressed it on Ye Feng's thigh, and pressed it down a little harder.

Ye Feng frowned, not long after the bullet was taken out, the wound was still in the healing period, and Li Qingwan deliberately pressed hard, causing labor pain in his leg.

"Hiss......" Ye Feng gasped.

"It doesn't seem to be seriously injured!"

Seeing Ye Feng's painful expression, Li Qing felt so cool in his heart, he dared not to cooperate with his aunt and grandmother, I will let you suffer a little!

However, to Li Qingwan's surprise, Ye Feng only frowned, and he didn't cry wolf as he imagined.

It seems that the strength is still not enough!

Li Qingwan was ruthless, increased the strength of her hand, and pressed her palm on the root of Ye Feng's thigh and kneaded it vigorously.

"Shhh...... Forehead ......"

Ye Feng finally couldn't help but let out a low roar.

"Mom sells batches! This little girl is taking revenge! Lao Tzu is an injured person, is there such a playful person?"

Ye Feng was about to scold, but saw a figure standing at the door of the ward.

It's Liu Jieyu!

She was staring at herself and Li Qingwan with a strange expression.

At this time, Lin Na pushed the cart to change Ye Feng's dressing, and when she saw the scene in the ward, her eyes widened.

"I'm rubbing! It's so exciting! Actually doing this kind of thing in the hospital, this is the legendary!"

At this moment, Li Qingwan had his back to the door, and his right hand was groping the root of Ye Feng's thigh, while Ye Feng was half-tilting his head, looking like a fairy and wanting to die, which inevitably made people think about it and misunderstand.

From the angle of the door, Liu Jieyu and Lin Na couldn't see Li Qingwan's hand there, plus her arm was moving around all the time, so it was reminiscent of her helping Ye Feng do that kind of thing......

Li Qingwan heard the voice from behind her at first, and her face was inexplicable, but when she heard what Lin Na said, she suddenly shook her head, and her hand seemed to touch a piece of red-hot iron and quickly retracted, and her face was red and hot.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm examining Ye Feng's wounds......"

Li Qingwan hurriedly explained, but Lin Na interrupted her with a voice.

"This young lady, Mr. Ye's body has not yet recovered, so it is not suitable to do other things, and besides, this is a hospital, and it is not suitable in public...... You'd better clean up quickly. ”

"I didn't...... Not what you see......"

Li Qingwan was anxious and angry, as a reporter for the city radio, she was originally articulate, but she was at a loss at the moment.

Lin Na threw a look at Li Qingwan that I knew everything, and even helped close the door of the ward.

Liu Jieyu didn't speak from beginning to end, but she felt very uncomfortable in her heart.

Ye Feng is handsome, brave and resourceful, this kind of person is very popular with girls, but she didn't expect that Ye Feng would do such a dirty thing with an unfamiliar girl in the hospital, this is too casual! Is this still the honest Ye Feng in her impression?

Thinking of this, Liu Jieyu was a little angry, and the tall image of Ye Feng in her heart gradually collapsed.

Liu Jieyu was in a bad mood, and Lin Na was still fanning the flames on the side.

I thought that this reporter Li Da of the city TV station was a person who followed the rules, but he didn't expect to do such a thing in the hospital, but it's no wonder that Ye Feng is now a celebrity, and he is also handsome. ”