The five top gunners of Hongmen all lay down at the same time as they fired, each of them constantly shooting and wounding the enemy, and at the same time approaching Ye Haodong with the help of cover. The number of Middle Easterners who mixed in was not large, and these five people were all innocent people, and soon the gunfire was no longer dense, and the fiery gunfire of Minimi had stopped, and the fake dancing girl was hit in the forehead by Lin Shouyi and died. Lu Wending shouted in Russian for the surviving gunmen to surrender their guns, and was met with a declaration of the guns of these people who were not afraid of death. Lu Wending hid behind the makeshift cover used as a sofa and fired back angrily. A bullet pierced the couch, hit him in the lower back, passed through the front of his stomach, and brought out a fist-sized hole, and his intestines flowed. Lu Wending stuffed his intestines back and continued to fight back. The gunfire grew quieter and the killers were running out, and when the last gunman fell, the sound of a police car could be heard outside the nightclub.

The Russian police's consistent attitude of sitting on the hill and watching the fight in the mafia has once again been confirmed.

In the ward, when this guy saw Jiang Lan's worried crying pear blossoms with rain, he immediately deliberately exaggerated his pain by more than ten times. A face was flushed, and there was a sad and resolute gaze in his eyes, as if the **** who parted from life and death was making a final confession: "Lan Lan, don't feel sorry for me, everyone will die, I can fall into your arms at the last moment, God is good enough for me." ”

Jiang Lan saw that Ye Haodong's hands were full of blood, there was also blood on his face, and there was blood on his chest, and she couldn't figure out where the injury was for a while, and she really thought that he had been hit by the point. She cried bitterly, hugged Ye Haodong and kissed uncontrollably, and said intermittently: "No, you won't be fine, you have experienced so many things, you won't die, as long as you don't die, let me do anything, I don't want anything, I'll only be your little woman, you come back to life......" The doctor walked in from outside, gave them a strange look, and comforted Jiang Lan in Russian: "Don't worry, he's fine, but he has some abrasions on his buttocks, and he basically doesn't need to be hospitalized." ”

Ye Haodong couldn't understand Russian, he didn't know what the doctor said, and the guy paid close attention to Jiang Lan's reaction when the doctor spoke. Jiang Lan's expression only froze slightly when she heard Ye Haodong's true situation, and quickly returned to her grief just now. Ye Haodong thought that the doctor hadn't told her about his condition, and when the military heart was big, Jiang Lan's little hand had already touched the position of this guy's butt wound and pinched it viciously. Ye Haodong's painful carp bounced up, and it was all there. Jiang Lan cried and threw herself on the hospital bed, hugged Ye Haodong and beat and scolded: "Let your bad thing tease me, your heart is not made of stone, you want to make me sad to death." ”

"Do you really like that old man? Why risked death to save him? Ye Haodong asked with a rake.

Jiang Lan was really fooled, shook her head slightly, hugged Ye Haodong tightly, and asked faintly, "You don't believe me?" Do you think I'm going to like another man? ”

Ye Haodong let her hold it, and gently stroked Jiang Lan's back with his hand: "I believe in my eyes, so I can see how sad you were just now, you are working for the country, right?" ”。

Jiang Lan covered his mouth and shook his head again: "Don't ask, okay, I won't say anything, you just need to know that if you die just now, I will really give up everything and go with you." ”

Victor was unscathed in this incident. He came to the door of the ward with flowers in his hand. As soon as he entered the door, he thanked Ye Haodong in his stiff Chinese. Ye Haodong was not happy when he saw this guy, and he didn't give him a good face when he was angry.

"Dear, Ye ......" Ye Haodong interrupted him unceremoniously: "Dear, you still don't speak in Chinese, it's too hard to listen, if you are grateful, you can keep it and we'll see you later, now you have something to say, you can do whatever you have to do." ”

Victor pointed at Jiang Lan and said with some hesitation: "I, looking for her." Ye Haodong waved his hand impatiently. Jiang Lan got up and followed Victor out.

In the middle of the night, there were only the two of them in the corridor, and Victor took out a USB flash drive and handed it to Jiang Lan, telling Jiang Lan that here was the complete design of the Su-33 needed by the Republic. The last few parts will also be shipped tonight. Before the breakup, Victor stammered in Chinese: "This, thing, has always been, in my pocket, I deliberately delayed and didn't give it to you, I thought time would make you forget him, like me." This sentence is actually spoken much more fluently than usual, which shows that it has been practiced earlier. Jiang Lan smiled and shook her head: "Mr. Victor, thank you for keeping your word, I think we can only have a working relationship, my mission is over, maybe we won't see each other again in the future." After saying that, he turned around and left.

Victor left, Jiang Lan quietly returned to the ward, and Ye Haodong had already stood up in pain. Jiang Lan asked angrily, "What are you doing?" It's not honest to be shot. Ye Haodong was worried: "Lao Lu is still rescuing, I want to go over and take a look." ”

Jiang Lan: "Your subordinates are at the door of the emergency room, and I won't tell you anything as soon as possible." ”

Ye Haodong shook his head, stretched out his hand for Jiang Lan to support, and walked to the emergency room.

Lu Wending finally survived the three-day dangerous period. This made Ye Haodong breathe a sigh of relief. The target of those Middle Easterners was only Victor, and at that time, Ye Haodong had the opportunity to stay out of the matter, and it was Ye Haodong who involved his brothers in this matter for the sake of his woman. If Lu Wending died, Ye Haodong would feel very guilty.

Jiang Lan's mission is over. Coming out of the Huaxia Embassy, she went straight to Ye Haodong's villa in Moscow. Lu Wending was fine, Ye Haodong put his mind at ease, and he was extremely happy to see Jiang Lan coming. The two **** who have been separated for a long time hugged each other excitedly, and couldn't wait to enjoy the sexual happiness of the two.

Outside the window is the silent low temperature of Moscow. The room was filled with the excited shouts and gasps of enthusiastic young men and women. After the fire-like passion was vented, Jiang Lan gently lay in Ye Haodong's arms.

"My work in Moscow is over, and then I'll be idle for a while, and I'll be back in the steel city in a few days, do you need me to bring anything to my family?".

The Spring Festival is approaching, Ye Haodong's mood is a little low, he picked up the cigarette on the bedside, took out one and lit it, played with the lighter in his hand, and didn't speak for a long time.

Jiang Lan could see that he was preoccupied, and his light little hands roamed over him, trying to distract him. "I heard my brother say that your second sister-in-law gave birth to a daughter, Aunt Wang likes it, and when you go back, that child should be called uncle."

Ye Haodong snuffed out the cigarette, hugged Jiang Lan to himself, and maintained the posture of a woman on top of a man. The stiff little brother quietly slipped into Jiang Lan's body. After Jiang Lan let out a long coquettish exclamation, the two were silently and closely connected, neither of them moved or spoke, and hugged each other tightly.

For a long time, Ye Haodong: "It won't be long before I can go back, the world is very big, and there are many good places, but except for Huaxia, I don't like anything, Mr. Situ, who gave me half a master, in order to return to his hometown after death, did not hesitate to risk death to return to his hometown and return to his roots, no matter where we Chinese people go, we can't forget the smell of the soil in our hometown, the sky in the steel city is always gray, and the air quality is far inferior to Vancouver, but if there is a choice, I think I will settle there in the future, are you willing to go back with me?" ”。

Jiang Lan was naturally willing, but she thought of her dead father, the hatred she had hypnotized herself for so many years, and the work and ideals she was insisting on, she sighed faintly: "If you have a choice, of course I am willing, maybe one day my ideal will be realized, I will go to you." ”