"Smack!"

At this moment, the originally empty and quiet open space sounded the sound of dull footsteps.

Under everyone's gaze, Zhao Huyue, the prime minister of China, ran over to Zhang Yifei with an excited face.

Soon, Zhao Huyue came to Zhang Yifei's side, staring at Zhang Yifei motionlessly, his face was completely occupied by excitement, so that his body trembled slightly.

"Dad!" Zhang Yifei showed a smile on his face, but at this moment, his eyes were already red, like a bloodthirsty animal.

"Are you okay?" Zhao Huyue looked at Zhang Yifei, whose eyes were red, and asked with concern.

Zhang Yifei shook his head and smiled: "I'm fine!"

After finishing speaking, Zhang Yifei turned his head to look at Zhao Lingyue and said, "Second uncle, I have taken a step in advance, and I will drive away from this car." ”

Zhao Lingyue nodded lightly and did not speak.

Seeing this, Zhang Yifei took a deep breath, took a deep look at those who were looking at him with worried eyes, and squeezed out a far-fetched smile on his face.

Then Zhang Yifei didn't hesitate and walked to the front of the car.

"Where are you going?"

Suddenly, when Zhang Yifei got into a car, a voice sounded behind him.

Ren Xuanyue appeared five meters behind him at some point, and asked nervously.

After Zhang Yifei and Jiang Zhe came out of it, Ren Xuanyue kept watching Zhang Yifei, and when Zhang Yifei went to drive, Ren Xuanyue had already followed from behind.

Stunned to hear Ren Xuanyue's voice, Zhang Yifei instinctively glanced at Ren Xuanyue.

"Ahh

Seeing Zhang Yifei's red eyes up close, and feeling the terrifying killing intent on Zhang Yifei's body, Ren Xuanyue only felt as if a knife had been set up on her neck, her legs were weak, her scalp was numb, and her hands and feet were cold.

"Don't follow me. Seeing that Ren Xuanyue's face was bloodless with fright, Zhang Yifei's facial muscles twitched, his expression became extremely painful, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Sensing Zhang Yifei's abnormality, Ren Xuanyue's face changed suddenly, the fear in her heart gradually dissipated, and Jiang Zhe's words came to mind in her mind!

Post-war psychological syndrome, although Ren Xuanyue didn't know what it was, she could hear it from Jiang Zhe's worried tone, it was definitely very serious.

"Bang!"

Subsequently, in Ren Xuanyue's annotation, Zhang Yifei suddenly raised his fist and aimed it at the window glass is a punch.

"Bang dang!"

Under the punch, the window glass was completely smashed to pieces, and the glass cut Zhang Yifei's right hand, dripping with blood.

"Ah!" Seeing Zhang Yifei's crazy move, Ren Xuanyue exclaimed, and then hurriedly ran towards Zhang Yifei: "What's wrong with you?"

"Get in the car. ”

Hearing Ren Xuanyue's voice again, Zhang Yifei suddenly spoke, his tone was low and his voice was hoarse.

As soon as Zhang Yifei's words came out, Ren Xuanyue was shocked, and then without any hesitation, she pulled the car door and sat in the co-pilot seat.

Rumble!

As soon as Ren Xuanyue got into the car, Zhang Yifei instantly started the car, and the military vehicle with excellent performance rushed out like a steel monster.

"Ahh

In the car, Ren Xuanyue was not wearing a seat belt, and her head hit the car window because she was not wearing a seat belt, and she couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

At the same time, looking at Zhang Yifei with a cold expression, a bad intuition suddenly welled up in her heart......

Looking at Zhang Yifei, who was driving away in the car, Zhao Huyue's face showed a deeply worried expression, and he walked up to Jiang Zhe and asked, "What's wrong with him?"

"You don't know?" Jiang Zhe looked at Zhao Huyue with a surprised expression.

Zhao Huyue is Zhang Yifei's biological father, does he really not know that Zhang Yifei suffers from an incurable disease and post-war psychological syndrome?

Zhao Huyue shook his head, with a sad face, as a father, he was very unqualified, and he didn't even know anything about his son.

"He suffers from a serious mental illness, post-war psychological syndrome, which will flare up at a certain time, and once it happens, he will completely lose control of himself and become another self. Jiang Zhe explained softly, with a hint of deep concern in his tone.

Zhao Huyue's face changed suddenly, the post-war psychological syndrome turned out to be the post-war psychological syndrome, others may not know the horror of the post-war psychological syndrome, but Zhao Huyue is very clear, if the seizure starts, this person will completely become another person, and even he will become a machine that only knows killing.

Zhou Bingzhe also looked at the disappeared car with a worried face and said, "Aren't you afraid that something will happen to him?"

"When he has a seizure, it will be more terrible than normal, and what I am most worried about is that he will cause harm to others...... "Jiang Zhe, who knows a lot about post-war psychological syndrome, said worriedly.

"Jiang Zhe, why don't you stop him, why don't you stop him?" Zhao Hu came back to his senses and roared, his face becoming hideous.

Seeing this, Zhao Lingyue hurriedly stepped forward, grabbed the crazy Zhao Huyue, and roared in a low voice: "Third child, pay attention to your identity, what's wrong with Yifei?"

"Second brother, Yifei suffers from post-war psychological syndrome, and ...... after the war," Zhao Huyue said, and the voice behind him became smaller and smaller.

Zhao Lingyue was also stunned after hearing the seven words post-war psychological syndrome, with an incredulous expression, how could he suffer from post-war psychological syndrome?

Looking at Zhao Huyue's expression, the corners of Jiang Zhe's mouth showed a trace of bitterness, and he said to Zhao Lingyue: "Second uncle, is there any smoke?"

Jiang Zhe's words pulled Zhao Lingyue back to reality from his thoughts, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed it to Jiang Zhe, Jiang Zhe lit one for himself, took a hard puff, and looked up at the sky at forty-five degrees: "Third uncle, do you really think I don't want to stop Yifei?"

Jiang Zhe said in a hoarse voice: "You should also know what kind of disease the post-war psychological syndrome is, this kind of disease will occur in a specific situation, but you also know that if Yifei is suppressed again and again, then the consequences will be unimaginable, and he also needs to release the anger he suppressed in his heart, otherwise when he has a seizure next time, none of us can stop him, don't think that I am strong, I tell you the truth, if he is really angry, I will not be able to move thirty moves in his hands." ”

"He's been suppressed for too long, you don't know at all, since he arrived in Yanjing, he has had several seizures, and each time he has been suppressed with a strong will, or he has been stopped by my knocking stick. Jiang Zhe said and took a deep breath here: "I won't stop him this time, he needs to release the anger in his heart to the fullest, only in this way can he make her relaxed, as long as this can make him persist for a period of time again." ”

"But I'm afraid of causing some disaster to the country, and when the time comes, ......"

"Disaster?" Jiang Zhe laughed unscrupulously: "During this period of time, has he paid less for this country?"