The two flirted and scolded, and suddenly Yang Rui's mobile phone rang.

Yang Rui glanced at it, smiled, got up and said, "I'll go out and come back soon." ”

"Is it dangerous?" Jiang Keren said worriedly.

"Your husband is invincible." Yang Rui said with a smile.

"Well, come on." Jiang Keren also smiled, and his heart was worried.

A good woman is like this, she will choose a man who supports her at all times, believes in her man, and never drags her feet.

And Jiang Keren also deeply understands that all she can do is to take care of herself and the child in her belly, which is the greatest help to Yang Rui.

Thinking of this, she looked at her still flat lower abdomen, reached out and gently touched it, and her beautiful eyes were soft.

Yang Rui did come back soon, Jiang Keren didn't ask anything, and the two continued to get tired of being together.

To Yang Rui's surprise, Su Xianglan divorced Jiang Chunhui that day, and also helped Jiang Chunhui move things back to the old house.

As for Jiang Keqing, Su Xianglan still compromised and stayed in Begonia Garden, and did not let her move out with Jiang Chunhui.

Early the next morning, Jiang Keren was transferred to the hospital, the driver was Wen Ping, and half of the 30 security guards in Haitang Garden were transferred away and went to Zhonghai together.

Needless to say, Wen Ping is the best housekeeper, and Wen Ping is at ease to take care of Yang Rui at home.

As for security......

"Why do you bring so many people?"

After getting into the car, Jiang Keren looked at several cars in front and behind, and couldn't help but be curious.

"Uncle Wen said that these security guards are familiar with him, take some of them away, and get over there to make a mouth, I naturally have no reason to disagree, isn't it, Uncle Wen?" Yang Rui said with a smile.

"That's right." Wen Ping, who was driving, nodded.

"It's good, too." Jiang Keren lightly bowed his forehead and didn't think much about it.

She didn't know that Yang Rui would bring more than these people to the airport on this trip.

In the traffic back and forth around, how many of them are their own people, I'm afraid even Yang Rui doesn't know, and Wen Ping doesn't know.

The convoy galloped towards the airport, and Yang Rui and Jiang Keren in the carriage talked and laughed and flirted from time to time, but Wen Ping was in good spirits, and the mountain rain was about to come, and the wind was full of buildings!

Bang!

Suddenly, there was a violent collision sound not far ahead!

The car at the front of the convoy was hit by a van that ran a red light, and hit a parallel passer-by vehicle, and the passer-by vehicle deviated from the track and hit the oncoming vehicle on the opposite side, and in an instant four or five cars collided together, and the traffic light intersection instantly became a mess.

"Uncle Wen, go down and see how our security guard is injured." Jiang Keren was frightened and said busily.

"Yes, ma'am." Wen Ping nodded, but after getting out of the car, he didn't immediately go over to see how the security guard was injured, but gestured, and then stood next to the car without moving.

The driver of the van looked panicked, his head was red, and he was obviously injured himself.

The security guards of the front and rear cars also came down and guarded the surroundings, only two people went over to see the colleagues, and they were all fine.

Next, several security guards communicated with the van driver, and saw the van driver bending over again and again, saying something non-stop, which should be an apology.

Soon, the driver of the van looked at the car where Yang Rui was, and then ran over, but was stopped by several security guards.

"Let him come." Yang Rui pulled down the small half window and said softly.

"Since our people are not injured, don't embarrass others too much, it's not easy for anyone, just teach him a lesson, and let him not run a red light in the future." Jiang Keren said softly.

"Okay." Yang Rui said with a smile.

The driver of the van came running, dressed as a migrant worker, with a few dried cement stains on his clothes.

"Sir, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I was too tired from working overtime last night, I dozed off just now, I will be responsible, I will definitely be responsible, it's that I'm tight on money now, can I ......"

It was still a few meters away, and the driver began to apologize, apologizing and running over here.

"Close your eyes."

As he spoke, Yang Rui stretched out a hand to cover Jiang Keren's eyes, and the hand close to the car window held a pistol at some point, and directly pulled the trigger on the driver outside the window.

Bang!

Shots rang out.

Jiang Keren's delicate body trembled slightly.

"There's another car crashing outside, if you're scared, cover your ears, don't open your eyes, and you'll be done in a while." Yang Rui said softly.

"Hmm......" Jiang Keren replied softly, covering his ears with both hands, and closing his eyes tightly, "You don't have to cover my eyes for me, if you don't tell me to open them, I won't open them." ”

She guessed something, but wasn't sure.

It doesn't matter, the important thing is that she knows that she has to believe Yang Rui, not to believe Yang Rui's words, but to believe that Yang Rui has the ability to deal with everything that happens outside, even if she is still not sure what is happening outside.

"Good." Yang Rui let go of his hand with a smile, glanced at the traffic around him, and said to Wen Ping, "Get in the car." ”

"Yes." Wen Ping hesitated, but hurriedly got into the car and closed all four windows of the car.

He's just a literati, what are you doing just a little fun?

From time to time, gunshots were heard outside, and a series of dense gunshots were completely chaotic.

Bang!

Suddenly, there was a loud noise from the window on Yang Rui's right, and a small nest appeared at a certain point in the glass, surrounded by dense lines.

Bulletproof glass, which can save lives at critical moments.

Sensing Jiang Keren's tense body, Yang Rui gently hugged Jiang Keren, and his eyes always fell on Jiang Keren.

The security guards with the Begonia Garden came out to hide people's eyes and ears, and those people and horses hidden in the traffic were the real back.

After about five minutes, the gunfire gradually stopped, the road ahead was cleared, and Wen Ping stepped on the gas pedal and continued to drive towards the airport.

"Sir, eight people died on the other side, one ran away, and the people you arranged are chasing." Wen Ping said suddenly.

"What about our people?" Yang Rui asked.

"No. 5 was shot twice and sent to the hospital for rescue, No. 3 ...... Gone on the spot. Wen Ping's eyes were red, and his voice was slightly choked.

"Do you have a family?" Yang Rui's eyes flickered slightly, and he asked.

"Orphans." Wen Ping replied.

"Did you leave a last word?" Yang Rui asked again.

"Nope." Wen Ping shook his head.

"Then bury it." Yang Rui said softly, with a hint of imperceptible loneliness in his tone.

He'd done this many times since he was a teenager, but he couldn't do it commonplace.

Yang Rui raised his head, and his cold eyes looked at the fast-passing scenery outside the window.

Some people don't want him to go to Zhonghai, so Zhonghai is the real battlefield.

At this time, Jiang Keren's closed eyes were full of tears.

How could it be that you didn't hear it at all?