Chapter 548: Punch
What does it feel like at this moment?
Anger!
Boundless rage!
Wind Yin clenched his fists, took off the firefighter hat on his head, and took off the firefighter clothes on his body.
She's not a firefighter!
She doesn't need organizational discipline!
Feng Yin's actions were seen by everyone, and they wanted to stop it, but they didn't want to.
"You can't beat me!"
These were the first words that Wind Yin said to them.
Feng Yin's momentum was cold, and there was no so-called murderous aura, but no one dared to block the road she passed.
His steps grew faster and faster, like a sharp sword piercing the air and flames, and Wind Yin stood in front of the so-called leader.
She grabbed the collar of the person in charge, and hit the other party in the face with a punch.
"You-"
"Bump!"
"What for!"
"Bump!"
"Stop, stop!" Someone came to stop him, and the wind chanted without saying a word, so as not to delay time.
The right hand quickly swung three more punches, punching to the flesh.
"Stop!"
A person hugged Feng Yin and retreated, Feng Yin's fist couldn't reach it, and the kick that had been prepared a long time ago was kicked out, and the person in charge flew backwards nearly two meters away.
"Oops!"
The person holding the wind groaned and let go of the wind and ran to the other side, helping the other party.
vented a wave of wind groans, sneered disdainfully, and opened the mouth that was named a poisonous tongue by netizens.
"Whoever dies today will be counted among you."
"You have to live with their souls all your life, don't think that if you don't believe it, it's okay, people are doing it, the sky is watching, you can't escape!"
Feng Yin's eyes looked directly into the eyes of the person in charge, as if there was a whirlpool swirling, and every word she said was engraved in the other party's mind, and she couldn't forget it.
"Oh yes, you're going to go to jail!"
Wind Groan was taken away.
Sitting in the police car, she looked through the window at the flames outside.
"Do you know what it is?"
"Nitrite, it's going to be extinguished."
It is also the duty of the police to take away Feng Yin, although he really feels that Feng Yin has done nothing wrong in his heart.
After Feng Yin was taken away, I don't know how many firefighters rushed from other places to support, and they rushed into the fire one after another.
Afraid?
Fear.
But I still have to go.
This is faith, responsibility, and responsibility.
As a non-professional, I committed a little bit of the law and was taken away.
The news that she was taken away was known to Cheng Yanqiu for the first time.
Cheng Yanqiu temporarily changed his itinerary and went to the police station.
When Cheng Yanqiu arrived at the police station, he saw Feng Yin drinking tea in a blanket.
Feng Yin raised his head and raised his glass to Cheng Yanqiu.
"I'm fine."
"That's good."
Cheng Yanqiu walked over and sat next to Feng Yin.
"Leave the rest to me, okay? It just so happens that our family has money, so while I'm alive, let's spend more, okay? ”
Wind Groan smiled.
The mist in the teacup obscured her smile.
She put down the water glass, picked up Cheng Yanqiu's wrist, and took the pulse.
Sure enough, the body was even worse.
"Okay, you deal with it."
Wind Groan agreed.
He wanted to be nice to her, and she just followed him.
The next morning, they received the news that the fire had been extinguished, and that the first rescue team that had gone before had returned to the fire brigade.
As for the matter of Feng Yin's beating, the other party didn't sue him, I don't know if it was his conscience or what Cheng Yanqiu did, in short, Feng Yin came out without wind and danger.
At the door of the police station, Cheng Yanqiu handed Feng Yin a cup of warm soy milk and said:
"The funeral is tomorrow."
Feng Yin turned her head and saw Cheng Yanqiu nodding, and she also nodded to indicate that she understood. (End of chapter)