Chase 86: Chase

The police car fled quickly, but the Hummer followed without hesitation and never left.

The police car is obviously familiar with the road and is familiar with the route of escape. A real killer must not only be able to kill people, but also escape unscathed.

Although these two killers did not take Ye Feng's life, they obviously calculated the route of retreat.

In less than a few minutes, the police car had already driven out of the main road and ran wildly from the small road without any intention of stopping. The Hummer actually roared and rushed forward, chasing him reluctantly.

A policeman shook his car window, poked his head out of the car, raised his gun and shot it backwards. With a few loud noises, all the bullets hit the Hummer's windshield without exception, but were miraculously bounced away. The killer sighed in his heart, and he was even more shocked to know that the car was bulletproof.

Although the police car was fast, the Hummer was powerful after all, and the two cars were chasing closer and closer. The Hummer suddenly exerted force and hit the back seat of the police car, making a loud bang.

The body of the police car was shocked, but it quickly adjusted its direction without any confusion. Obviously, the two killers were also extremely skilled in driving.

The two sides gradually became desolate and steep, with few people. The two cars had already started to have a speed of life and death. The Hummer did not give up, and did not hurry or slow down, but just followed the police car firmly. A Hummer suddenly rushed in front of the police car, and the Hummer behind also exerted force. The two cars rushed one by one and clamped the police car. At that moment, the surroundings suddenly became silent. After a while, the police car could no longer hold on to the force and actually soared into the sky, rolling and falling to the opposite hillside. When it rolled down, there was already flames everywhere.

Before the Hummer was stopped, Qianqian had already rushed down, with a long sword in his hand and was about to rush towards the police car, but Li Suifeng pulled Qianqian and shouted anxiously: "Qianqian, dangerous, you can't go."

The moment Fang Zhuyun was kidnapped, it almost alarmed the whole city. When Li Suifeng and Qianqian arrived, they saw Ye Feng falling, the killer arrived, and then Ye Feng jumped into the river and disappeared.

The two were stopped outside and were stunned for a moment. When they realized it, the police car had already rushed over with great momentum. Li Suifeng made the decision immediately, pulled Qianqian into the car, and chased him reluctantly.

After overturning the police car, he knew that the police car would explode at any time and the killer had a gun. And it was very professional. How could Li Suifeng let his sister come forward? When Li Suifeng pulled Qianqian, he pulled out his gun and pointed at the rolling police car, but his eyes looked at the Hummer opposite. It was obvious that the car did them a favor.

However, a Hummer carriage jumped off the other side. Qianqian saw it, forgot to struggle, and exclaimed in a burst of voice: "Uncle Fourth?"

Bai Cheng smiled. He reached out and pulled out his gun, and shot several times in a row, and of course the gun was not aimed at Qianqian.

The police car was hit by the fuel tank, and a loud bang exploded. Bai Cheng smiled, with a hint of coldness on his lips, but his eyes were staring at the burning of the police car without any relaxation.

The car exploded several times in a row, splitting apart. No matter how cruel the killer was, he would be killed. When he saw the fire in the police car slowly extinguished and confirmed that the killer was dead, Bai Cheng then looked at Qianqian, "You are too careless. These two are professional killers. After they come out, you may not be able to deal with it."

"We want to catch the living." Li Suifeng said: "We want to ask who wants to kill Ye Feng."

Bai Cheng shook his head, "First, they are professional killers, you may not be able to control it. Second, they may not be able to tell the employer. The most important thing is that we already know who sent it."

Qianqian fell silent. She obviously knew who Bai Cheng was talking about. Except for Hua Tieshu and Shen Master, few people wanted Ye Feng to die so much.

"How is Ye Feng now?" Qianqian finally thought of the question he was concerned about.

"I'm still looking for it, but you don't have to worry." Bai Cheng laughed, "A good person doesn't live long, it's a disaster..."

"Fourth Uncle." Qianqian called out, Bai Cheng was stunned for a moment, and Qianqian whispered: "Ye Feng is a good person."

In the eyes of many people, Ye Feng is an elusive person like his father.

At least in Hong Qifeng's eyes, Ye Feng deserves to die than anyone else.

But he was still not dead.

It is not that he is lucky to die, but because he has always been much worse than others, so he can survive in adversity.

He never believed in luck, he would rather believe in himself.

The moment he jumped off, he did not pray for Jesus faithfully, but hugged Fang Zhuyun and kept himself awake.

Many people actually fell from a coma when they fell from a high altitude. The subconscious mind of people has the function of self-protection. Ye Feng cannot rely on his subconscious to save his life, but can only rely on his strong will to get rid of the predicament.

What surprised him was that Fang Zhuyun actually opened her eyes and hugged Ye Feng tightly for no moment.

She looks as weak as magnolia in early spring, but her will is really comparable to that of old bamboo in late autumn.

The moment the wind cut the surface and fell, Fang Zhuyun felt extremely uncomfortable. Her heart seemed to be about to be hung to the throat and would spit out at any time.

But she still stared at Ye Feng. At this moment, she finally realized that Ye Feng still loved him so deeply. He must have had no choice but to say so.

The woman was very strange. At this moment, she didn't think of death, but she was still thinking of emotions.

With a 'plop' sound, water splashed everywhere, and Fang Zhuyun was almost bleeded.

Even if it is a ten-meter jumping platform, no one can jump. Some jump down and faint. Fortunately, Fang Zhuyun and Ye Feng are still hugging each other tightly, which makes it feel better.

The two fell to the bottom of the water like weights. Fortunately, the bottom of the river was not shallow. Ye Feng waited until the falling momentum slowed down and used his hands and feet together, and took Fang Zhuyun upwards. When he came out of the water, he breathed a sigh of relief and pulled Fang Zhuyun to swim to the riverside.

His legs were like a fill of lead, and his arms were also exhausted and weak. He prayed that he would not cramp, and he would come to the shore after all. Unexpectedly, Fang Zhuyun relaxed his limbs and took him to swim towards the shore.

The two of them remained silent. When they arrived on the other side, they found a place to sit down. Although it was not long, Ye Feng felt his bones sore and exhausted.

Ye Feng was speechless, and Fang Zhuyun was also silent.

Just now, when we were dependent on each other, both of us couldn't help but save each other. When we really faced it, we found that the problem had not been solved and we had to face it.

He reached out and took out a handkerchief from his arms. Fang Zhujun helped Ye Feng wash the wound. After carefully bandaging it, he whispered: "Go to the hospital."

"Mr. Ye..."

"Mr. Fang..."

"Editor Fang..."

"Fang Zhuyun..."

The shouts came one after another, and the more people greeted Fang Zhujun, and the less people greeted Ye Feng. After hearing this, Ye Feng smiled bitterly, "It seems that I am unpopular."

Fang Zhuyun turned his head and saw that there were so many people on both sides of the Taiwan Strait, and they were walking in this direction. It was a big deal for Editor Fang to fall into the water. Even if he drained the river, everyone would find Fang Zhuyun. As for Ye Feng, sorry, it would sink.

"Ye Feng, I forgot to say something, congratulations." Fang Zhuyun still lowered her head gently.

"What are you congratulating?" Ye Feng just looked at Fang Zhuyun's frown and responded casually. After saying that, he wanted to suck himself in the boss's mouth.

Fang Zhuyun saw him embarrassed and couldn't bear to scold him, "Qianqian is a good girl, and it will also help your career. I sincerely congratulate you on choosing her as your lifelong partner. I feel relieved that she is by your side, you don't have to worry about me. But after I broadcast tomorrow, I will take a plane to leave Yunnan the morning after tomorrow. I don't have time to attend your engagement ceremony, I'm sorry."

After she said sorry, Ye Feng just wanted to jump into the river again.

Ye Feng did not expect that it was not him who said sorry, Ye Feng, but Fang Zhujun. At this moment, Jing only felt like he was talking, but his throat was blocked by a plug. The searching crowd had already found it. Young Master Fei shouted like a new world, "Editor Fang is here!"

Everyone rushed over like hornets and said, "It's fine, it's fine."

The plug in Ye Feng's throat had not been pulled out, and two more were stuffed in, and he couldn't say a word.

Those who came were Lu Fei, Luo Gang, policemen, and people, all of whom looked at Fang Zhuyun excitedly. Ye Feng ignored you and said nothing, and then he wanted to walk away silently. A man suddenly stopped him and stretched out something.

Ye Feng was startled and thought it was a pistol. When he looked closely, he realized it was a microphone.

"I am an evening newspaper reporter." The reporter couldn't wait to ask, "Who are you? Oh, yes, you are Ye Feng. Why do you want to save the editor-in-chief of Fang? Yes, no matter who you are, as long as you have a conscience, you will go to save..."

Ye Feng was speechless and thought to himself that the seal on your reporter's certificate was covered with a carrot, otherwise I wouldn't know what you were going to ask.

"I want to say that when you saved Editor Fang, you didn't think of any heroes in your mind, such as..."

Before he finished speaking, a shoe was thrown over. The reporter touched his head, "Who throws me?"
Chapter completed!