What he said about doing good is like a stream, with a calm cloud and a gentle wind, as if the blood spreading in his chest was nothing more than false blood on his props.

Cheng Hongxue leaned over and looked forward carefully, frowned as if he was slightly unpredictable, "You should have been lying in the hospital."

Yan Shenglin ignored his complaints and walked towards the falling man alone.

The man had lost his vital signs and his eyes were staring at the sky as if he was dying with his eyes open.

Yan Shenglin squatted on the ground, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and gently lifted the man's clothes through the veil.

The bullet caused a wound with a diameter of about three centimeters, and blood was still pouring out continuously.

Gu Yichen stood behind Yan Shenglin, staring at the man who was no longer threatening on the ground. His mood was ups and downs, and she shook her dizzy head.

This body is truly undesirable.

Yan Shenglin dropped the blood-stained handkerchief and stood up without saying a word.

Cheng Hongxue has not had this kind of oppression for a long time. Since he entered the military camp, he has more or less heard of the two heroes of the army, one is Lin Jinyi, who is both righteous and evil, and the other is Yan Shenglin, who is commonly known as the King of Hell.

He looked amiable, and occasionally said a few shameless gangster jokes, but on the battlefield...

Cheng Hongxue couldn't help feeling a cold and cold air, and a layer of goose bumps appeared on his arms without realizing it.

Thinking about his past when he was trained when he first joined the special forces, he felt chilled.

Yan Shenglin, a man, smiled even when he was angry, was too lazy to cover up.

Gu Yichen stood a little dizzy and squatted aside with the flower bed. The breeze gently blew across the fallen leaves, blowing in front of her eyes one by one.

Suddenly, a large area of ​​light and shadow in front of him disappeared.

Gu Yichen raised his head reflexively.

The man's back was facing the light, and his facial features were very blurred.

Yan Shenglin also squatted down and his eyes were squinted. He said, "Are you scared?"

Gu Yichen had never seen such a look. In the past, Yan Shenglin always looked cynical and frivolous.

But what about now?

He had a sharp gaze, expressionless face, and was meticulous from top to bottom.

To be honest, she felt danger.

The danger that shot straight into her heart from his eyes!

Yan Shenglin glanced at another guy next to him who was silent and said, "Send her back to the hotel."

"Where are you going?" Cheng Hongxue said anxiously.

Yan Shenglin's mouth tilted lightly, "Didn't you see me being injured? I need to go to the hospital to treat the wound."

Cheng Hongxue was half-believing and half-doubted, "Are you really going to treat the wound?"

Yan Shenglin twisted his neck, "Do I look like I'll beat someone?"

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"I won't do anything illegal." Yan Shenglin inserted his hands into his pocket and walked forward.

Gu Yichen hurriedly stood up, got up too fiercely, her eyes turned dark, she shook her head, "What are you going to do?"

Yan Shenglin looked back and smiled indifferently, "I'll deal with the wound."

Gu Yichen wanted to speak but stopped. He smiled hypocritically, and it was obvious that it was an illusion of disguise.

Yan Shenglin waved his hands to the two of them, "Don't worry, I'll be back soon."

Gu Yichen looked at the motionless man beside him and said, "Don't you follow him?"

Cheng Hongxue shook his head, "I have to send you back to the hotel."

"I can--"

"He will be back soon." Cheng Hongxue interrupted her.

As the sunset was over, bright fireworks were set off not far away, one after another, exploded in the air, which was really beautiful.

"Mr. Cheng, your car has been arranged." In front of the hotel, the driver opened the back seat of the Mercedes-Benz sedan.

Cheng Jingqi put on sunglasses and just stepped into the car, when he was suddenly strangled by someone's neck. He was forced to retreat step by step.

Before the driver could come back to his senses, when he noticed something strange, Cheng Jingqi had been dragged away by someone for at least five or six meters, and even the security guards next to him did not react.

The conflict came too quickly and caught everyone off guard.

Cheng Jingqi struggled violently, but because his neck was tightly bound, his body was weak and he had to kick his feet helplessly.

"Mr. Cheng!" the driver shouted.

Yan Shenglin threw the man to the ground with a force, so hard that Cheng Jingqi was bleeding when he hit the ground, as if he was hit to death by one move.

"Come, come quickly." The driver shouted loudly.

Yan Shenglin narrowed his eyes, held the burning cigarette at the corner of his mouth, stared at the man who had no reaction with a smile, bent down and swung his fist in front of everyone.

"Bang, bang, bang." One punch, two punches and three punches...

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Chapter completed!