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The waiter and the fake security guard took the opportunity to jump out of the courtyard wall, and several bodyguards and the security guard continued to chase them out.
"Xiao Yang, how are you?" Ma Guoliang came out and saw Lan Feiyang bleeding from the forehead, so he couldn't help asking with concern.
"It's okay, it's just a little skin scratch." Lan Feiyang said, clutching his burning forehead.
"Then go to the hospital quickly."
"Di'er, Dier" The police and 120 ambulance arrived soon.
A patrol police car heard the gunshots and grabbed the Volkswagen car carrying the three murderers who were fleeing in a hurry, and quickly contacted the leaders of the city bureau, calling all the traffic police and patrol police to closely monitor the movement of the car.
Several 120 ambulances took the four seriously injured, including the birthday stallion Wang Zu, and Lan Feiyang to the hospital.
Apart from the pain in Lan Feiyang's heart after the kick, his forehead was scratched by the bullet. This time, it's probably not a faint, inconspicuous small scar, it might really disfigure her.
As soon as he was bandaged, reporters swarmed up to interview him. "Mr. Yang, you are not the bodyguard of Ma Zhai, why are you the first to come forward at such a dangerous moment?"
"Yang Yongshi, what did you think when you faced the brutal gangster?"
"Mr. Yang, why do you have such a good skill, but you are resigned to work as a bodyguard in a small company with no reputation?"
"Mr. Yang, where did you learn this excellent kung fu? From your ancestors or some master?"
Lan Feiyang really has a headache. It seems that it is better to be a low-key person, isn't it terrible to be chased by reporters to get to the bottom of it?
What's more, he doesn't quite belong to this era yet. This will be the real him, just a ten-year-old boy in the third grade of elementary school!
At this time, even Ma Guoliang was surrounded by two reporters. "Mr. Ma, it is said that you are the boss of Martyr Yang Lan. May I ask, how is he usually?"
Ma Guoliang, who originally thought Lan Feiyang was a bit reckless, was not polite at this meeting, and talked about it in a eloquent way: "Yang Lan is a hardworking, brave, and very righteous young man. The first time I met him was: I was raped by several A little gangster stopped the beating, but he happened to pass by and stepped forward to save me."
"So I hired him as my bodyguard. But he is not just an ordinary bodyguard. He has gone to college and knows business secretarial, so he actually also serves as my secretary and assistant. To be honest, I can't wait to have him. Proud of the staff!"
The thin glasses man who was interviewed by Lan Feiyang at Qiqiang Company couldn¡¯t help being dumbfounded when he saw the news that was suddenly interrupted: Isn¡¯t this the young man who applied for the job more than a month ago? He really helped the police catch the criminals, even the gauze-covered scars were in the same place.
Wow, you are so skilled! This is to let the boss know that I let go of such a master in a snobbish manner. I guess I will be very restrained if I am not fired, right?
What? This just happened tonight? Then why did he apply for the job more than a month ago covered with gauze? Could it be time travel?
The thin, bespectacled man was terrified as if he had seen a ghost.
"The teacher is a reclusive master, and he doesn't like false fame. Therefore, it is inconvenient for me to disclose his old man's name."
Lan Feiyang scratched his head in front of the video, "As for why I worked as a bodyguard in Guoliang Construction Company instead of a big company. This is an opportunity and fate. To be honest, I went to Qiqiang Company to apply for a bodyguard at the beginning. It¡¯s too big, seeing how tall it is, the interview knocked me down.¡±
"What? This Yang Lan once came to our Qiqiang to apply for a bodyguard?" Li Weihong slapped the coffee table angrily when he heard about it, lifted the lid of the teacup and spilled the tea.
"Who? Who interviewed him at that time? I can't find such a master, and there are people who are blind, and he was eliminated in the interview?!"
Guo Honglian didn't wait for Lan Feiyang's call in the dormitory, it was past ten thirty, so she had to go to bed.
Because the school gate is usually closed at 11:30 in the evening, Lan Feiyang will not come back, and she will not be able to see him tonight. But as soon as she lay down for a while, the phone rang, and she happily pressed the answer button.
"Lian, are you asleep?" Lan Feiyang's familiar gentle voice entered the eardrums.
"Just went to bed, not yet. Did you just come back?" Guo Honglian asked in a low voice.
"Yes, I haven't arrived home yet. There was an accident tonight, and I haven't had time to call you. You must be in a hurry, right?"
"No, it's okay." Guo Honglian's heart was filled with sweetness and tenderness for a moment, "It's so late, then go back to sleep."
"Okay." Lan Feiyang nodded, "Tomorrow, will you rest?"
the"Rest, I usually rest on Saturday and Sunday. I don't even have to go to tutoring tomorrow. The girl's birthday is going to be celebrated with a group of classmates. Why, do you have any arrangements? Did you find something else? New business opportunity?"
"That's not true. It's just that I'll be off tomorrow too. Can you come to my place?"
"Well, yes." Guo Honglian nodded.
"Then see you tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow!"
Lan Feiyang returned to the rented house exhausted, and after a hasty wash, he wanted to get out of bed and go to sleep. When he opened the folded blanket, he suddenly saw a large dark blood stain under the blanket.
He couldn't help being surprised to himself: How could there be a bloodstain here? I vaguely remembered last night when I vaguely saw Guo Honglian holding a ball of bright red toilet paper in a daze. Am I being too violent and hurting her? God, how much pain she had!
I'm such a jerk, I only care about my own comfort and happiness, and don't care about her feelings. Now she is just a girl
Poor confused boy, he didn't think about it at all, it might be his virginity. After all, in his consciousness, Guo Honglian is no longer Chu Ye.
The next morning, Guo Honglian was eating with her head bowed in the cafeteria, while listening to her classmates talking about the mass shooting that happened in the luxury villa last night.
It is said that Wangzu, the birthday male horse, died after rescue efforts failed; there is also a security guard who is still not out of danger.
The three gangsters were killed and one injured in the police's all-out pursuit, and the remaining one is still at large.
Suddenly, Xiaoli pointed to the big color TV in the canteen that was broadcasting the morning news: "Hey, Guo Honglian, isn't that your cousin who came to Bohai for an internship?"
Guo Honglian looked up, and it was indeed Yang Lan. I saw that he was kicked fiercely by the gangster in the back, and a bullet whizzed dangerously in front of him, flying past his forehead, and bright red blood gushed out instantly.
Guo Honglian turned pale with shock, put down the half-eaten meal, turned around and ran away: "Xiao Li, help me clean up."
"Hey, where are you going?" Xiao Li shouted from behind.
"I'll go see him!"
"He's so reckless, do you know which hospital he is in?" Xiaoli muttered, then relieved, "Oh, I forgot, she just rented a mobile phone. You can call and ask." (Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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