Liu Jiajun stood up with the help of Li Anrui, who helped him to sit down on a chair to the side, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve.

"Does it hurt?" Li Anrui asked.

"It's nothing compared to the distress you felt when you left me," Liu Jiajun smiled, he held Li Anrui's hand to wipe the blood stains for him and said, "I won't leave you anymore when I come back, and I will die by your side." ”

"What do you say about the ...... that can't die," Li Anrui glared at him, a little sweet in his heart, and a little worried, "Director Ju Yan's matter ......, have you ever thought about what the result will be?" ”

"I thought about it, it was because I thought about it that I decided to come back," Liu Jiajun nodded, "This is my own mistake, I have to bear it myself, and I said it, even if I die, I will die by your side." ”

"What kind of stupid thing to say, I will go and beg Captain Huang," Li Anrui said in a low voice, "If you dare to come back, I will dare to accompany you, if you really want to die, then we will die together." ”

"I won't let you die," Liu Jiajun touched Li Anrui's head, grinned, and when the corners of his mouth rose, he suddenly pulled the wound, and he suddenly gasped in pain.

Meng Jie caught a glimpse of the two talking quietly, he turned to Wu Wu and said, "Master Wu, take a step to speak." ”

Wu Wu and Meng Jie came outside the house, and Meng Jie glanced inside the house again, "Master Wu, didn't you say that you couldn't believe this guy before, why not only did you loosen the tie on him now, but also asked Li Xiangjun to show him injuries?" ”

"I didn't believe him before."

"Then why is it suddenly ...... now?" Meng Jie was a little anxious, he was worried that Wu Wu had made such a decision because of his soft-heartedness. Now is not the same as before, now is a critical moment, and the people they need to protect are not only Ai Guoliang and others, but also the military head of Jilong Mountain.

And the biggest threat to these people is Liu Jiajun.

"The news he brought back is very critical, and Jilongshan owes him a favor, although it is ......."

"Brother Ju Yan died in vain like this?" Meng Jie asked in a daze, he heard that Wu Wu's words meant that he wanted to let Liu Jiajun go.

"The culprit behind the killing of Director Ju is Jiang Zhihua, Liu Jiajun is just the knife he used to kill people, and looking at this situation, Jiang Zhihua should have used Li Anrui to coerce him." Wu Wu explained that his friendship with Ju Yan was average, so he couldn't empathize with Meng Jie like him, but the handling of Liu Jiajun was not a decision he made out of soft-heartedness. Wu Wu judged from the current situation in Jilong Mountain, and also analyzed Liu Jiajun's behavior, "If he doesn't come back, it's a threat after all, but if he comes back, it may be a help." ”

"What?" Meng Jie didn't understand what Wu Wu meant.

"Xiao Meng, I have worked in the National Security Bureau for many years, and there are many comrades around me who have been as disgraceful as Liu Jiajun before, and there is no lack of innocent people's blood on their hands, but they can also be used by the country. You didn't notice the way he looked at Li Anrui, a killer can't show such a look no matter what, he dares to die for this girl, and I respect him as a man. ”

"Moreover, he didn't kill Su Penghui at that time, which is rare."

"But ......!" Meng Jie's insistence in his heart had been shaken a little, but he still wanted to argue again.

"There is a debtor and a debtor, and the person we should bring to worship Director Ju is Jiang Zhihua. Liu Jiajun is a person, we can use it, in troubled times, we can't stick to our background. In the Liuyin Hotel, our strength was all lost, and the road behind us is still long, and the dangers will become more and more. Rather than turning a capable person into a useless corpse, let him continue to play his worth and make amends for the sins he has committed. ”

Wu Wu's words were reasonable, but Meng Jie still found it difficult to cross the hurdle in his heart.

"Jiang Zhihua is not the only one who has taken advantage of him, you see the people Jiang Zhihua brought out today, they are all stepping stones for Jiang Zhihua to satisfy his ambitions."

Meng Jie exhaled a long breath, trying to keep himself calm.

Wu Wu patted him on the shoulder and said calmly, "Okay, it is chic to be happy and revenge, but it is forbidden to use martial arts, the sharper the knife, the more you must have a good scabbard, Liu Jiajun's knife already has a scabbard, and we have nothing to worry about." ”

Huang Xiongjun began to arrange the soldiers at the positions of several gates, and it was late at night, and the movement of the army at this time began to alarm more and more people.

Wu Zhe was patrolling the outside with his men, calming the panicked populace along the way, while keeping an eye out for anomalies inside the shelter.

Suddenly there were several gunshots in the distance, Wu Zhe raised his head and looked in the direction where the gunshots came from, and for a moment in the night he couldn't tell whether it was at the gate or outside the shelter.

The soldiers beside him were as stunned as he was, and just as they were about to rush in that direction, there was a sudden noise not far away.

Wu Zhe hurriedly led people to run towards nearby positions, and he saw several figures appear in front of him, and those people were holding torches in their hands.

"What man, stop!" Wu Zhe and the soldiers beside him shouted loudly, and everyone chased after them with guns. When the men saw that someone had spotted them, they hurriedly threw the torches in their hands into the courtyard next to them, hoping to take the opportunity to escape into the darkness.

After experiencing a large number of people from the Ethnic Affairs Committee and militia fleeing during the day, everyone's spirits were tense, and at night, Wu Zhe did not dare to rashly shoot inside the shelter, because the sound of gunfire was likely to make many people who did not know the situation panic, which in turn led to riots.

When he caught up, Wu Zhe saw that there was already a flame burning on the other side, and it was there where he heard the noise just now. "It turned out that someone set it on fire!" Wu Zhe gritted his teeth, and had to give up the intention of continuing to chase, he led the soldiers to extinguish the torches that those people had thrown into the courtyard just now, and then quickly rushed to the place where the fire broke out on the other side.

Someone set fire to a residential area, there must be some conspiracy, but Wu Zhe had no way to track down these arsonists, so he could only choose to put out the fire first. It's early winter, and it's the time when the weather is dry, and many of these houses in Jilong Mountain are made of wooden building materials.

Someone in the burning house began to run out, and the sound of cries mixed with screams came from time to time, and when Wu Zhe ran to him, the fire had already risen, and a wave of heat blocked them out, and everyone couldn't approach for a while.

"Kid, my baby is still inside!" A woman got up from the ground, crying and trying to rush back into the fire, having just been dragged out and calming down to find that her child was not around.

The fire was so strong that when the woman rushed to the door, she was stopped by the heatwave, and the soldiers saw that her hair was burned by the sparks, so they rushed over and pulled her back.

"Let go of me, my baby is still inside," the woman struggled to get inside, but she was held back by the soldiers, and she had to wail in despair.

There was a child's cry in the house, and the child cried and shouted "Mommy", and the woman struggled even more when she heard the voice, and she shouted like crazy, "Let go of me, let me go, let me go in and save my child." ”

"I'll go," Wu Zhe's voice quieted the woman, she looked at Wu Zhe with a pleading gaze, Wu Zhe nodded at her, "Don't worry, I'll save your child." ”

Wu Zhe handed the gun to his companion, and then the man rushed into the fire, but before he rushed to the door, he was also forced back by the heat wave.

"Team Wu, it's too dangerous," the soldiers began to dissuade Wu Zhe when they saw that a piece of his eyebrows had been burned off by the fire.

Wu Zhe rubbed his face with his hands to relieve the burning sensation on his skin, and then he looked around and found that there was a large vat under the eaves next to him.

The tank was used to catch rainwater, and the water in it was almost reaching the edges, and there were black clumps floating on the water.

Wu Zhe ran over and picked up the water tank and poured the water inside from the top of his head.

The water poured onto the ground with a clatter, drenching Wu Zhe to the core. Wu Zhe shuddered, gritted his teeth and rushed into the sea of fire.

The beams on the door suddenly collapsed, the red-hot wood smashed into the ground and set off a cloud of sparks, and the woman's eyes were fixed on the house full of flames, her heart hung in the air, and her lips trembled slightly, as if she was silently praying.

A large piece of the wall next to him collapsed, and the soldiers were very anxious when they saw that Wu Zhe had not yet run out of the house that was about to be flooded by the fire.

"I'm going to save Team Wu!" A soldier handed the weapon to his companion, but the companion did not reach for it.

"Team Wu didn't run out, you can't go to death again." The companion said, his gaze on the fire with some sadness in his eyes.

"Ahhh A shout came from the burning room, and everyone's eyes were fixed on it, it was Wu Zhe's voice.

"Team Wu!" The soldiers shouted, using their voices to guide Wu Zhe in the fire.

A figure rushed out of the flames, still holding a child in his arms. Wu Zhe used his arms to protect the child's body, blocking the flames from the outside, and the flames were already burning on his hair and clothes, and when the person rushed out of the fire, it was as if he was reborn in the flames.

Everyone rushed up to help him extinguish the fire on his body, and the woman took the child in Wu Zhe's arms, and when she saw that he was safe and sound, she couldn't help but start crying bitterly after letting go of her hanging heart.

Wu Zhe took off his outer clothes, and several places on it were burned in the fire. Although he had drenched himself with water before entering, the temperature inside the house was so high that the fabric could not withstand the flames after the water evaporated from his clothes.

His eyebrows and hair were curled by the fire, and his skin was burning with pain. Seeing that the child was fine, Wu Zhe also put his mind at ease.

"You take the child to find a safe place to stay still and wait until dawn." After explaining to this mother, Wu Zhe rushed to the next place with people non-stop. By this time, the mountain had already begun to be noisy, and fires broke out in several places, and as the fire spread, riots began to appear in the shelter.