Chapter 166 End of Hatred
The wind is galloping; the car is running.
The extreme eyes are full of dense and silent shadows. I don't know whether the car is floating or his heart is floating. It seems that everything outside the window is still, and there is only a dark blue flying point, following the shadow of the scorching sun at noon, chasing desperately in intricate straight lines, and has leaped through prosperity in an instant. Chaoyang Road and Jingfang Road finally reached the riverside with white waves...
The sun is dazzling, the river wind is raging, and a dilapidated dark gray building stands alone by the river. At this moment, it is shrouded in a strange dazzling. Luo Hanfeng got out of the car and walked towards it step by step...
He stared at the only open second- floor window of the dilapidated warehouse in the distance. He knew that there were several pairs of eyes staring at him; he also knew that every step he took at this moment, he was one step closer to death, but he could not retreat. He could not hesitate, because she was Inside...
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In the old warehouse, Bai Shu'an still sat alone on the cold, hard and wet floor on the first floor with her hands and feet tied.
At this time, there were 10 more strong young men in the room. They were all armed with guns, and six of them were divided into two rows and lined up at the top of the stairs, monitoring Bai Shu'an's every move.
The other four stood on both sides of the window at the stand on the second floor, and pointed the black muzzle of the gun at the distance outside the window. In the middle of those people, the green banquet in black was like a ferocious and terrible sculpture, with its backlight, standing heavily in the middle of the window, almost blocking all the light in the room.
These people have been in this posture for more than half an hour. Until this moment, there was a small ** in the crowd on the second floor. The middle-sized square-faced young man beside Qingyan asked in a low voice, "Brother Yan, what should we do?"
When Bai Shu'an heard the sound, she raised her head with difficulty. The long-term binding had made her numb and sore. At this time, she saw the huge dark shadow move slightly, and the white light that swept into the room made her dizzy. Her brain was still in chaos, but the cold sound coming into her ears was particularly clear. Wait until he get closer, and then do it again.
He... Who is he... Is it Han Feng? A heart is instantly tightened...
Half an hour ago, when Qing Yan walked into the warehouse with this group of young people with guns, but didn't look at her at all, she had a hunch that their purpose of grabbing her was not so simple. Did they really want to use her to attract Han Feng?
The already tightened heart seemed to be soaked in the boneless ice, with a sudden palpitation, and involuntarily looked at the window on the second floor again.
At this time, Qingyan's eyes were staring motionless in the distance, as if waiting for the opportunity, as if there were no suspicious people or obstacles behind the targeted. The broad hands like claws slowly raised, and suddenly, they put them down fiercely!
Everyone on his side quickly understood the meaning of his gesture, and immediately straightened his body, squinting, aiming, and pulling the trigger...
"Bang...Bang..." After two consecutive gunshots, suddenly there was a noisy cry from the outside of the warehouse, full of desperate shouts, crazy questioning, and like tearing and trampling between the crowds. Those shocking sounds, like thunder, exploded around this quiet warehouse...
Bullets flew from all directions and flashed straight into the narrow window. Soon, the four people upstairs fell down.
"Why are there so many policemen, Brother Yan, what should I do?" The other six people at the top of the stairs avoided the first wave of crazy bullets and dared not continue to move forward. They quickly retreated to the stairway on the first floor and asked for help from the green banquet hidden by the window on the second floor.
At this time, the noise outside has gradually faded away, and there are no more bullets flying in. Qingyan got up alertly, looked out of the window quickly, and jumped to the first floor.
The series of actions of Qingyan are extremely skillful, and it looks like a quiet and steady old Jianghu, but after arriving at the safety zone on the first floor, his broad body suddenly collapsed next to the big wooden box.
Everyone hurried forward and surrounded him. Only then did they find that he was sweating coldly and his face was pale, and one of his right hand tightly covered his left arm. After checking in a hurry, everyone found that his left arm had been scratched by flying bullets, and blood kept flowing out. At this moment, his sleeves were soaked.
Facing the eager and panicked eyes of his brothers, Qingyan waved his hand. He gritted his teeth, pulled off a piece of cloth from his clothes, and wrapped the wound tightly. After finishing all this skillfully, he turned his eyes to Bai Shu'an, who sat alone on the opposite side with a calm look. The fierce eyes gradually condensed, as if to take her Devour and destroy alive...
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At this time, at the back of the warehouse, surrounded by layers of police forces are two tightly hugging figures.
Zheng Yong's face was pale, and he knelt on their sides dejectedly, as if he had committed a terrible crime, and an arrogant head almost hung to his chest.
He used to be the pride of the Yuncheng police. He single-handedly sneaked into the gang and pounded the nest of drug lords. He led his brothers to birth and death and repeatedly solved strange cases, which made those lawless criminals scared...
Ten years, who would have thought that these ten years of bloody battles and outstanding achievements would be destroyed today!
Zheng Yong sucked his nose hard and looked up with difficulty. He looked at Zhang Shiyao, who was dying in Luo Hanfeng's arms, and his vision gradually blurred.
Ten minutes ago, he led the police force to follow Luo Hanfeng all the way to the river. Before he could figure out the enemy's situation, he chose to temporarily lurk, so nearly a hundred police force members were divided into two groups. One group ambushed next to the embankment ten meters away from the rear, and the other group was planted in the grass in front of the warehouse. The two forces echoed from afar. The warehouse not far away forms a strong encirclement.
Zheng Yong knew that Luo Hanfeng was wise, calm and resourceful. This time, he saw him go alone. Although he had doubts in his heart, he was very sure that he must be so bold. He only needed to hide behind him and help him.
But what he didn't expect was that Luo Hanfeng took the initiative to die this time. The gangster was so rampant that he shot Luo Hanfeng directly without even saying a word.
At that critical moment, a touch of indish blue figure, like a colorful stone flying from the sky, stood in front of Luo Hanfeng impartially and was hit by two bullets in a row...
Zheng Yong's world collapsed in an instant at that time, because he clearly saw the figure falling in Luo Hanfeng's arms, which was actually the mayor's daughter Zhang Shiyao!
He roared and ran desperately to the window where the gangster was, and then there were nearly a hundred police officers lurking nearby. For a moment, bullets flew around, and the scene fell into chaos...
After all, the gangsters in the warehouse were thin, but they were suppressed in a moment. Under the cover of several police officers, Luo Hanfeng took Zhang Shiyao to the back of the warehouse.
"I'm so stupid." At this time, Zhang Shiyao suddenly coughed a few times, and then muttered, "I would believe her... I actually..."
However, Luo Hanfeng couldn't understand what she was saying at all, and didn't want to pay attention to the meaning of her words. He just held her more tightly in his arms, stood up and said hurriedly, "Don't talk, I'll ask them to take you to the hospital... It must be too late to go to the hospital now..."
"No." The woman with a weak breath in her arms refused his kindness. Her eyes were blurred, and her pale and weak face condensed with two layers of blush. She said intermittently, "I like you, I like you... hold me."
Luo Hanfeng had to kneel on the ground again. The anxiety and pain in his eyes were finally replaced by unbearance. At this moment, he lowered his head and quietly looked at the woman who was trying to smile at him in his arms. A pain finally flashed on his original iron heart...
It turned out that from beginning to end, he didn't look at her so carefully, even if she had fair skin, beautiful eyebrows and delicate lips and nose...
But she can only be her, and she will never be the one in his heart, and her trembling hands unconsciously clenched...
"You have never liked me." The smile on the pale face gradually faded, and it returned to the cold and proud look of the past. Accompanied by a burst of cough, he laughed and laughed, "I saved you, you don't have to feel guilty... Because all this is what I asked for... Moreover, even if I die, I will not bless her... I will never admit that she It's my sister..."
The blood-colored hand slowly raised seemed to grab the most important thing in life and tried to climb up to his cheek, but in the middle, it finally fell weakly...