"Do you think I'm stupid?"

The killer was sweating heavily, his eyes hurt so much that his eyes hurt, but he didn't dare to blink. He just stared at Fernan: "Don't think I don't know what you are thinking. You want to delay time and wait for the people from the police station to come!"

"Since you know that the people in the police station will come, why don't you hurry up and leave here? Take her, those people will not let you go. I am different, at least I won't let you have so many pursuers."

The killer looked hesitant, and Fernan looked at him and calmly persuaded him.

"You have to make a decision quickly, otherwise it will be too late if the people in the police station really arrive."

Fernan said seriously: "If you believe me, I will save your life. This is your only chance."

After looking back, the killer gritted his teeth and continued to pull Feng Chengcheng backwards, and had already retreated to the door of the webmaster's office.

"Come here!"

He ordered Fernan: "Go slowly and let me see your hands."

Fei Nan stretched out his hands and walked slowly towards him.

Feng Chengcheng looked at him worriedly, but did not dare to speak, for fear of angering the killer.

"Stand here and block us!"

The killer pointed a gun at him and asked him to adjust his position.

Moving his body and using his wide body to block the two people in front of him, Fenan looked at Feng Chengcheng with a calm look.

Perhaps because of his infection, Feng Chengcheng felt that his worry and fear quickly eased, making her as calm as Fernan in front of her.

"Mr. Fei..."

She couldn't help but whisper.

Shaking her head gently, Fernan did not respond to her, but looked at the killer and asked, "Is it OK now?"

The killer held his breath and suddenly pushed Feng Chengcheng aside, then quickly pointed the gun at Fernan, pulled his collar, and retreated to the stationmaster's room behind.

Bang!

The bodyguard next to the old man was nervous and accidentally pulled the trigger.

"Who told you to shoot!"

The old man was furious and slapped the bodyguard.

Feng Chengcheng staggered two steps, fell to the ground, and cried out in pain.

Before she could get up, she hurriedly looked back and saw that the killer had already pulled Fenan into the webmaster's office.

A team of patrolmen in the police room hurriedly ran into the hall, and the military police hiding by the door greeted him and reported: "Sir, the murderer is in that room."

"Chengcheng! Are you okay?"

The old man pulled away the bodyguard and ran to Feng Chengcheng quickly, helped her up, and pulled her aside.

"father!"

Feng Chengcheng shouted, this man was her father, Feng Jingyao.

"Chengcheng!"

Chen Hanlin, not far away, also ran over and asked with concern: "Are you okay?"

Feng Chengcheng shook his head, did not answer, but just turned around and looked at the stationmaster's office, anxious.

"Mr. Feng, you are not injured, are you?"

The patrol officer learned about the situation and walked up to inquire.

"That murderer is in that room, you must catch him!"

Feng Jingyao pointed to the stationmaster's room and yelled in anger: "This lawless criminal! You must be shot!"

"Dad! Save Mr. Fei!"

Feng Chengcheng anxiously pulled Feng Jingyao's sleeve and begged.

"You said the young man who helped you to help you out?"

Feng Jingyao's mood calmed down a little, so he turned to the patrol chief and said, "The criminal inside took a hostage, and that hostage is my daughter's life savior. I hope you can save his life."

"Mr. Feng, you can rest assured that I have asked my brothers to surround the place, and no one can escape from it!"

Bang!

A violent collision suddenly came from the webmaster's room.

Feng Chengcheng covered his mouth, grabbed Feng Jingyao's sleeves tightly, and looked nervously at the door of the stationmaster's room.

Feng Jingyao looked down at his sleeve, looked at his daughter again, and then looked at the stationmaster's room, and had a trace of enlightenment in his heart.

The collision only appeared for a moment, and then the stationmaster's room became quiet.

The patrolmen held guns and aimed vigilantly at the door of the stationmaster's office. The patrol officer held a loud voice and shouted to the inside: "Listen to the people inside, you are surrounded! You can't escape! Give up resistance, surrender, and strive for leniency are your only way out!"

The webmaster's room was quiet.

"I...I am the webmaster Sun Mingyi, the gangster has been subdued!"

A nervous voice came from the webmaster's office.

"Who is talking?"

The patrol officer asked.

"I am Sun Mingyi, the station manager of the train station. I have been in the station manager's office. The criminal inside has been subdued!"

The voice answered nervously.

"You put down your weapons now and walk out slowly!"

"Okay! I'll come out now! I don't have weapons! Don't shoot!"

After saying that, a fat man, who was like a bullfrog, raised his hand and walked out of the webmaster's room tremblingly.

"Sir, he is indeed the stationmaster of the train station."

Upon hearing this, the patrol officer asked at the stationmaster: "Where is that gangster?"

"Already subdued!"

The webmaster pointed inside.

"Who was subdued?"

"Being hostage?"

"hostage?"

"He's coming out now!"

The patrolmen loaded the bullets one after another and aimed vigilantly at the door of the stationmaster's room.

A tall figure took a step forward and it was Fernan.

"Fernan!"

Feng Chengcheng couldn't help blurting out, and then hurriedly shouted to the patrol chief: "He is a hostage! Not a murderer!"

Feng Jingyao also testified to the patrol chief.

Seeing Fernan coming out empty-handed and confirming his identity, the patrol officer asked his subordinates to put down his gun.

Feng Chengcheng let go of Feng Jingyao, ran to Fei Nan, checked up and down, and asked anxiously: "Are you injured? Is it important?"

The patrolmen bypassed him and entered the stationmaster's office to check the situation.

"I'm fine."

Fenan shook his head and turned around and the patrolmen brought out the assassin who was in a coma.

"This sir."

Feng Jingyao also followed, grabbed Fernan's hand, and thanked repeatedly: "Thank you for saving the little girl! If it weren't for you, the little girl would be dead!"

"It's just a matter of effort. Cheng Cheng and I are friends. If something happens like this, of course we can't stand by and watch."

Fenan smiled and replied humbly.

Looking up and down at him, Feng Jingyao saw that he was not panicked at all, and was as calm as ever from beginning to end, so he couldn't help but admire him very much.

"Are you a student of Yenching University?"

Feng Jingyao asked.

"Fernan is a friend I met on the way."

Feng Chengcheng interjected and explained.

"What a young hero, a handsome talent!"

Feng Jingyao's praise was used a bit ambiguously, and Feng Chengcheng's cheeks were slightly red and he pretended not to hear them.

Pulling Fernan, he said solemnly: "Mr. Fei, I have received this great kindness today, I don't know how to repay you. Tonight I set up a family dinner at home just to thank you. I hope you must enjoy it!"
To be continued...