Feng Jing covered Xu Aiyi's bloodied forehead in a panic, his mouth opened, but he couldn't shout a word, and looked around. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info he was scared and looked for someone who could help him.

Bang, boom, the Buick business vehicle that caught fire not far away exploded. At this moment, Feng Jing shouted, and bent down with the flying door, the door flew over his head, and the door with white smoke fell in front of him.

Feng Jing frowned again, concentrated, and tried to leave with Xu Aiyi. However, nothing has changed, and it remains where it is, in front of the door.

Has he lost the ability to move in space? No, it's just that he doesn't have the energy. He hugged Xu Aiyi's body, knelt on the ground, looked at Xu Aiyi with blood flowing from his head in his arms, frowned and cried helplessly. What could he do for the woman in his arms? Maybe just cover your hand and put your hand on the bloody brain.

The driver of the big truck saw Feng Jing and Xu Aiyi on the flower garden, and the truck turned around and stepped on the accelerator in the flower garden.

"Senior Brother Wu." Lan Yu, who was standing on the roof of an office building on the side of the road, turned her head to Sun Wu and asked for instructions.

Sun Wu's gaze pierced through Feng Jing's eyes, and he could tell that Feng Jing had reached the limit, nodded his head, and pressed his voice. Then, the blue jade beside Sun Wu turned into a red light and disappeared at the railing.

Feng Jing raised his head and watched the big truck crash towards him, as if he was ready to die, just like Xu Aiyi in the corridor of the teaching building, ready to die, watching the long sword slash down. Death, of course, is terrible, but if you are prepared, there is nothing to be afraid of, as long as the two of them depend on each other is enough.

A gust of wind blew, and the already shattered car window shattered even more completely. The red light swept into the driver's seat, Lan Yu took out the Swiss Army knife from his small feet, and without hesitation, he crossed the male driver's neck, and his head was twitched, resulting in the male driver. With another turn of the steering wheel, the truck changed lanes and crashed into a French restaurant. Then, Lan Yu turned into a red light and swept away with the spring breeze. The action is done in one go, and it looks like a professional killer, with no flaws, and even a human figure will not be seen.

The red light fell on the roof of the office building again, beside Sun Wu, and then the figure of Lan Yu appeared.

Lan Yu was so fast that there was only a little blood on the Swiss Army knife, but she didn't care at all, picked up the small backpack on the ground, took out a tissue from it, and carefully wiped it.

Sun Wu's eyes saw a large truck crashing into a French restaurant on the side of the road, and finally stopped on a pillar. People fled and became chaotic.

Sun Wu turned his head, looked at Lan Yu, and nodded: "Look at you delicate and lovely, you are really ruthless!" ”

"Senior Brother Wu has won the prize." Lan Yu pretended to be modest, leaned down, smiled, looked at Feng Jing in the flower garden with disdain, and threw the blood-stained tissue downstairs.

"You didn't see you, did Senior Brother Fengjing?" Sun Wu turned his head to Feng Jing in the flower garden again and changed the topic.

"Probably not, he looked down at Xu Aiyi."

"That's good."

"Senior Brother Wu, don't you really need to go up to help? It seems that Xu Aiyi is no longer good. Lan Yu turned back worriedly, looked at Sun Wu, and showed a pitiful look, judging the two of them like Lan Yu, who had killed people without blinking an eye just now.

"No, it's okay, Feng Jing's blood is integrated into her body, and if she can't die, she will be a cripple at most." Sun Wu stared at the blood dripping from Feng Jing's chin, and half-jokingly replied to Lan Yu.

"Crippled?" Lan Yu stretched her neck, her eyes wide open and the boss looked at Sun Wu's side face. She didn't like Xu Aiyi, but she didn't seem to want to see her lying in bed all day, and she might have to take care of her by herself, because the master had said that Xu Aiyi was a member of Dongcheng University and was going to take her up the mountain.

Sun Wu seemed to see through Lan Yu's worries, raised the corners of his mouth, tilted his neck with interest, and looked Lan Yu up and down.

"See what?"

"I said, why did you change so quickly, faster than me, you didn't even blink an eye when you killed someone just now, but now you're worried about someone else's lover."

"Where...... How can there be! ”

"Tell me honestly, what's your intention?"

"I'm a soft woman......"

……

Feng Jing stared blankly at the truck that crashed into the French restaurant, as if he had lost confidence in life. What was he thinking? It's good to knock herself to death, you can go to another world with Xu Aiyi, or if you don't slow down, she will be lost.

At this time, a police car came, stopped next to the flower garden, and stopped. The driver's seat was a woman, and as soon as the car stopped, she leaned over and opened the back door, shouting to Feng Jing: "Feng Jing, hurry, hurry!" ”

The woman's voice was high and pure, soft and cold. The owner of the voice was none other than Yao Qian, who interrogated him more than twenty minutes ago.

Feng Jing came back from his stupidity, looked at Yao Qian, who was shouting at him, didn't say a word, picked up Xu Aiyi and ran to the police car.

Before Feng Jing could sit down, Yao Qian stepped on the accelerator and drove towards the Beichuan Fifth People's Hospital. Feng Jing in the car adjusted his posture so that Xu Aiyi in his arms could lie down more comfortably. But - can it be comfortable? Is it comfortable to be unconscious? Feng Jing still did that, her eyes refused to leave her face, as if she was her own destiny and had to keep it.

When he came to the hospital, Xu Aiyi's brain basically stopped bleeding. The doctor looked at it, sighed a miracle, and then instructed the nurse to push Xu Aiyi into the operating room.

Feng Jing watched Xu Aiyi be pushed into the operating room and sat down on a chair in the corridor.

At this time, a nurse came up and asked, "Do you need to check it?" ”

Feng Jing didn't speak, didn't look up, and looked at the floor in a daze.

Yao Qian, who was standing on the side, looked at the blood that had coagulated on Feng Jing's forehead, waved her hand to the nurse, and motioned for her to leave. Then, Yao Qian sat down on the chair next to Feng Jing, stretched out her hand, and carefully turned over Feng Jing's blood-stained hair.

Feng Jing's body couldn't help shaking, raised his head and looked at Yao Qian's impeccable face, leaned over, and hugged him.

Suddenly, Yao Qian's eyes widened, she was stunned for a while, and after coming back to her senses, she pushed away Feng Jing in her arms vigorously, and shouted loudly, as if she had long forgotten that Feng Jing was an injured person. She lost her mind, and it was the first time she was held by a man when she was so big, and it was the man who grabbed her breasts.

Feng Jing pulled out of Yao Qian's arms, lowered his head, and said sorry.

Yao Qian said that it didn't matter, took out a tissue from her pocket, and wiped the dark red blood that was rubbed by Feng Jing and stained on the police uniform, but her heart beat restlessly. She couldn't help but raise her head and look at the young man with his head down, his face was delicate, calm and calm...... No, no, no, how can I think about this, think about a man and be crazy, he's just a high school student, like a little brother......

Yao Qian shook her head, not allowing herself to think any further, diverted her attention, and looked at Feng Jing's wrist: "Your hand seems to be broken." Yao Qian pointed to Feng Jing's bulging red and swollen wrist and said.

Feng Jing raised his head and looked at Yao Qian's face for a long time.

Yao Qian was looked at very unnaturally, and her heart couldn't help jumping wildly, she raised her hand in a panic and touched her face: "What's wrong?" Do I have anything on my face? ”

"Sister policeman, you are so beautiful." Feng Jing blinked his eyes and said seriously.

What kind of person is this, his girlfriend is lying on the operating table and is still in the mood to praise other women for being beautiful, and his conscience has been eaten by dogs? It's also a shame that he thinks he's safe and steady, and he really wants to be crazy about men. Yao Qian's thoughts were entangled, and she couldn't help blushing and lowering her head. What's going on? Men who have seen me say I'm beautiful, how can my heart beat faster when I run out of this man's mouth? Is it because he grabbed his breast...... The more Yao Qian thought about it, the more her heart beat wildly.

Walking through the corridor alone, Yao Qian took the opportunity to raise her head, glanced at the person, and slanted her eyes towards Feng Jing. Feng Jing didn't look at her again, only to see him grab his right hand with his left hand, and then pull it out, with a crisp sound of bones.

Looking at Feng Jing's painful expression as he gritted his teeth, Yao Qian put down her cold posture, leaned up, and asked softly while checking his wrist, "Does it hurt?" ”

Obviously, this is a, can the root of the tooth be bitten like that without pain? However, Yao Qian still asked, as a woman.

Feng Jing waved his hand at her, signaling her not to touch herself, and then covered the red and swollen area with her hand. After a while, the wrist returned to its original state and was no longer red and swollen.

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