Fu Zichen's face darkened, with a gloomy look in his eyes, and confronted the murderer, "If it is the grievance of the previous generation, then let the previous generation solve it, my biological father is no longer there, if your owner is interested, I can send him up at any time." ”

In normal times, most people think it's a joke, but if it comes out of Fu Zichen's mouth, it doesn't sound like a joke.

He was serious in negotiating.

The policemen in ambush were apparently frightened by their aggressive negotiations, and for a moment forgot to turn their guns on the gangsters, allowing them to become more and more rampant and fatally wounded.

"Since you said so, didn't I make you think that we were soft persimmons if I didn't say anything? Then I'll tell you, I don't want not only money, but also your life. The man said, pulling a pistol out of his pocket and aiming it at his heart.

He was already loaded, his hand was on the trigger, and with a little force, Fu Zichen would be killed with one shot.

But out of bad taste, he still wanted to listen to Fu Zichen begging for mercy.

Backfired, Fu Zichen's attitude was very calm, he hurriedly glanced at the muzzle of the gun, he didn't dodge, half-lowered his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "I know, but I just want to confirm that my wife is okay?" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the man began to laugh.

He's really crazy.

"Okay? She's been dealt with, and it's up to you next, didn't I say I'd let you meet? See you on Huangquan Road. The man laughed, his thick shoulders shaking violently, and his sweatshirt looked fat on him.

Hearing that, Fu Zichen tightened his hand.

In his deep eyes, anger was burning, and the tone of his voice swept with the momentum of a storm, "You say it again, how is Tang Luoran?" ”

He asked word by word, just to get a no.

But he didn't want the other party to have no reply except for a mocking smile, the gangster changed his words and said coldly, "Don't be angry, Lao Tzu will send you to accompany your wife, presumably she will not be lonely in the future." ”

While he was speaking, the little follower who followed behind had already rushed towards Fu Zichen with rapid movements, and tried to grab his hands and shoulders and immobilize him in place.

And at this point, the gangsters pulled the trigger.

I forgot how I survived that moment, Fu Zichen forgot, and Tang Luoran also forgot.

Hearing the news that she was no longer there, the world in Fu Zichen's mind seemed to fall apart overnight, collapse, and finally become a ruin.

His mind was full of shards of her.

Most of it was ten years ago, because in the past five years, he has wasted time.

But why did Tang Luoran suddenly choose to leave when he finally came to his senses?

No!

Fu Zichen's strength seemed to be drained, he was at the mercy of gangsters, it didn't matter if the money was taken away, and it didn't matter who captured him.

It doesn't even matter if you shoot him in the heart.

At this moment, his face was expressionless, like the calm before the storm.

The silence is followed by rage!

But Tang Luoran didn't think so, how could she allow Fu Zichen to get hurt?

At the moment when the gangster smirked and pulled the trigger, Tang Luoran didn't think about it, she subconsciously rushed out, she jumped forward, and at the same time reached out and knocked down the person with the gun, and her whole body pounced on him.

Because of the suddenness, the gangster was defenseless, his center of gravity was unstable, and after she pounced, the gangster immediately fell.

However, he had already pulled the trigger, but the shot was missed, and the shot was not hot.

The target was obviously Fu Zichen, but the accomplice who was held hostage on the side was shot, and he let out a terrifying scream.

At the same time, Qin Yan's instructions were finally responded to - the police were immediately dispatched, and in less than a minute, they quickly knocked down Tang Luoran's boss, and grabbed Fu Zichen's men to subdue them, without giving the other party a chance to breathe.

Seeing those people being tied up and then taken out of the factory, Tang Luoran didn't react, she gasped and sat up from the dusty floor, her pale face looked very tired.

She was exhausted, but she was still terrified.

After relieving herself, Tang Luoran quickly opened her eyes, she stood up, rushed to Fu Zichen quickly, and reached out to stroke his cheek - his skin was very smooth and slightly cool.

"How? Do you have any injuries? Well? She was all focused on the person with the gun just now, so she didn't know what happened to Fu Zichen.

Seeing that he always looks like he is fine, maybe he is more injured than anyone else.

Gao Han's heart finally fell, Tang Luoran choked in her throat, she didn't know if it was because of joy or fear, in short, she wanted to cry!

But no matter what, it feels so good to be alive to see Fu Zichen safe.

I thought her heart was going to stop beating like this.

Seeing Tang Luoran's red eyes for himself, Fu Zichen's heart suddenly softened, he nodded calmly, grabbed her hand and pressed it against his cheek, and then he smiled, "I'm fine." ”

So don't cry, okay? He looked distressed.

"That's good." Tang Luoran suddenly withdrew her hand, looking embarrassed, she quickly lowered her head and wiped away her tears with the back of her hand, as if she immediately regretted it after realizing what she was doing.

It was also because she withdrew her hand that he followed her hand and noticed her body - why was she covered in blood?!

Could it be that those bastards did something to her!

Unable to wait for Fu Zichen's response, Tang Luoran began to worry that he was angry again, she subconsciously raised her head, but what she didn't want to bump into was that he looked at her with distress on his face, his sword eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and his thin lips were slightly white.

And his hand climbed up to her shoulder, gripping so tightly that she could barely move or struggle.

What happened to him?

"Zichen, you-" Tang Luoran didn't have time to speak at all, she was suddenly picked up by him on her waist, so frightened that she had to be silenced, and heard him say softly, "Luoran, don't be afraid, I'll take you to the hospital, you'll be fine." ”

You'll be fine - this is the phrase she repeated over and over again when she saved him.

I wanted to tell him the truth, but Tang Luoran finally chose to remain silent, because she knew the answer early on - Fu Zichen would not believe what she said.

So she didn't want to humiliate herself anymore.

But at the moment, Tang Luoran couldn't help but feel crying and laughing, she struggled to get out of Fu Zichen's arms, and after stabilizing her heels, Tang Luoran hurriedly explained to him, "I didn't suffer too many injuries, this blood is not mine." ”

Thinking of the blood red all over the ground, Tang Luoran still couldn't help but tremble.

After roughly explaining the matter, Fu Zichen breathed a sigh of relief, and reluctantly believed that she was fine, but her swollen face was not a lie, and she knew that she had suffered a lot at a glance.

"The injuries on your face and the bruises on your body, I will ask the doctor to prescribe the best medicine for you, as for the death of those two people, no matter what the result is, I will find a way to exonerate you, you don't have to worry."

He spoke softly, and his attitude and actions towards her were very considerate.

She didn't understand what had suddenly happened, why his temperament had changed so much?

Stunned for a moment, she shook her head, not wanting to indulge in illusions anymore.

Tang Luoran wanted to say something, but Qin Yan had already rushed to the factory and stood in front of them, "The smell here is unpleasant, I'm afraid it's a chemical residue, please go home with your wife first, the driver is already waiting outside." ”

Since Qin Shi said so, Fu Zichen and Tang Luoran did not insist, and quickly bypassed Qin Shi and strode away.

From beginning to end, Fu Zichen held Tang Luoran's hand tightly, and he was unwilling to let go for a moment.

And she can only enjoy this fleeting joy like fireworks.

Walking out of the factory, the smell was much better than in the factory, but it was too cold, she was wearing a soaked dress, shivering in the cold wind, she had to hug her arms to try to warm up.

Suddenly, a shadow appeared in front of her eyes, and then she felt something cover her behind her, and her arms warmed up because of it.

Obviously, Fu Zichen gave her his woolen coat.

Turning his head, Tang Luoran looked at him suspiciously, but he turned his face away at this time, and there was no trace of slackness in his attitude towards her, "Hurry back to the car, forget about this incident in the future, and treat it as if it didn't happen." ”

The implication was to tell her that he would be distressed.

However, Tang Luoran didn't know anything, she really just wanted to go back to the car, and then go home as soon as possible, she had to wash all the filth on her body, and then start her new life again.

She knew it would be hard, but she was hopeful.

……

Back in the car, Qin Yan immediately drove and took Fu Zichen and Tang Luoran out of the old industrial area.

After entering the downtown area, the speed of the car gradually stabilized, and Tang Luoran also had time to catch her breath, she rolled up the windows to prevent the cold wind from pouring in, which made her face hurt even more.

Tang Luoran looked straight ahead, and the corner of his eye inadvertently fell on Fu Zichen - he took off his coat, he was dressed in a black suit, and the slim vest depicted his lean lines, making him more and more handsome.

But what about the blood on his right wrist?

Tang Luoran lowered his head, subconsciously rubbed his body with his hand, and then unfolded his hand - there were indeed blood stains, but it could not dye a shirt red, at most, it left traces on the body.

But Fu Zichen's hands were frighteningly red.

Could it be that he's hurt too?

Even if she told herself that this was not something she was qualified to manage, Tang Luoran couldn't help but reach out to touch the piece of red, and sure enough, Fu Zichen immediately frowned, and his handsome face wrinkled.

"You're hurt?" Her eyes widened, and now she no longer had doubts, but was sure that the back of his wrist had been cut by a knife, and the blood had not yet coagulated, and it kept pouring out of the wound and penetrating the white shirt.

was debunked by her, Fu Zichen was still laughing, "It's nothing, when they caught me, they were probably afraid that I would not be willing to hand over the suitcase, so they put the dagger into my woolen coat and scratched my hand." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Luoran quickly pulled his hand, and without touching his wound as much as possible, she unfastened the cufflinks and carefully lifted the cuffs—only to see a blur of flesh and blood, which looked a little oozing.

As a doctor, she has long been accustomed to this kind of picture, but when she thinks that it was him who was hurt, her heart was clenched in an instant.