Sister, you miss me

Yang Feng opened his mouth, blamed his dishonest tongue, and took the initiative to attack at every turn.

Yang Feng said haha: "You are a woman, or a beautiful woman, we are compatriots, and we are so fate. In view of the above, I won't care about you. Are you cold or not and the wound hurts?"

Hua Ziyan did not answer, but subconsciously clasped her arms.

The air conditioner was blowing hot in the gas station supermarket, and Yang Feng took off swiftly, leaving only his autumn clothes and long trousers. As a result, it was much warmer.

So he walked to Hua Ziyan again, smiling as reassuringly as he could: "I will help you..."

"No, Snee--"

"A dead duck has a hard mouth." Yang Feng shook his head, saw two sets of work clothes on the wall, and said: "Yes, you go and change your dry clothes. I'll stand guard for you."

Hua Ziyan glanced at the work clothes and nodded helplessly.

Standing in the middle of the two shelves, took off each piece of soaked clothes, and finally put on coarse cloth work clothes naked.

"This is good, I'll change it too." Yang Feng saw Hua Ziyan walking out barefoot and walked in with a smile to change clothes.

Not long after, Yang Feng also came out wearing the gas station outfits, stood side by side with Hua Ziyan, and said, "This couple outfit is really special."

Hua Ziyan cast her gaze out of the glass, her eyes full of sadness: "With so many innocent people dead, are you still in the mood to make a joke?"

Yang Feng shrugged: "If we hang up too, that would be really no joke." Fuhua Ziyan sat on a chair and lifted her trouser legs.

Hua Ziyan sighed.

Yang Feng said: "The wound has been soaked in water, and the surrounding area is a little white. It must be treated as soon as possible, otherwise it will be easy to get infected. But there is no necessary material here. It seems that you have to go to the hospital.

"What about you?" Hua Ziyan asked casually.

Yang Feng looked up to the two Hong Qiushui, smiled and asked, "Do you care about me?"

Hua Ziyan drooped her eyelids: "Just ask casually."

Yang Feng said: "I am a man or a doctor. This injury is nothing but you are a girl and so perfect. If you leave a scar on this beautiful leg, wouldn't it be..."

Before Yang Feng finished speaking, Hua Ziyan retracted her calf and said faintly: "I don't rely on skin to eat. Since you are a doctor, you should go outside to find medical staff for something. Let's take care of it by ourselves, so we won't cause trouble Up."

"Alright, wait a minute." Yang Feng said as he walked out.

When she walked to the door, she was called by Hua Ziyan again. She said, "If it's convenient, I can borrow a call."

"Let me try."

Yang Feng found a nurse who was helping, exchanged a few words in English, got some gauze, cotton swabs, tape, disinfectant, and borrowed a mobile phone.

However, she opened the glass door of the supermarket and found that Hua Ziyan was using the landline at the cash register to make a call.

Yang Feng looked depressed and returned the phone.

The street is full of policemen armed with SWAT clothes to their teeth. They are loaded with guns and live ammunition as if they are on the verge of an enemy. The street is covered with white cloth, blood everywhere, wounds everywhere, chaos, and wailing.

Yang Feng searched for the familiar figure left and right, at least not seeing Dracula.

Suddenly, a Samsung mobile phone came into view. Yang Feng took a few steps and squatted down to look at it. Isn't it his own? It's just that the electric board and the back cover are scattered on the side.

Picking up a few things and stuffing them in her pocket, she walked to the supermarket. Hua Ziyan was waiting for him. She walked closer and saw tears on her face.

Yang Feng smiled and said, "Zi Yan, what's the matter, I am not worried that I will leave you alone!"

Hua Ziyan wiped her tears with a piece of paper, and shook her head: "You are not only self-righteous, but also affectionate. I am sad for Uncle An's death."

Yang Feng nodded: "He is really great. If it weren't for him, you would be in danger."

Hua Ziyan nodded, tears streaming down again.

Yang Feng handed over a pack of tissues: "Okay, what is his last name?"

"Hua, called Huaan."

"Hua An? This name is weird."

Hua Ziyan shook her head: "I just called, and someone will come to pick me up soon, what do you do?"

"I have nowhere to go, do you take me?" Yang Feng said with a smile on his face.

Hua Ziyan sneered: "Let's meet in peace, I miss your life-saving grace, but I hate lies."

Yang Feng waved his hand: "Forget it, let me deal with the wound for you."

Hua Ziyan thought about stopping, but she gave up.

Hua Ziyan looked condescendingly, Yang Feng squatted in front of her, with a gentle and skillful technique and a focused and gentle expression. During the whole process, she didn't seem to feel any pain.

What kind of person is he?

Hua Ziyan raised her head until the sound of opening and closing the car door came from the door, and Yang Feng stood up and turned to look.

There were three black Audi A8s parked at the door, three suits and leather shoes, men with meticulous hair walked in. The leader was older and the other two were slightly younger.

These people have very special temperaments, and Yang Feng naturally thinks of their identities.

But there was one thing Yang Feng was surprised. He keenly discovered that the older man at the head seemed a little frightened.

The man glanced at Yang Feng, then came to Hua Ziyan, bowed slightly and said, "Ziyan, you are fine, it scares me to death."

Hua Ziyan nodded and said lightly: "Let's go."

The man said with concern: "Zi Yan, your injury does not matter."

Hua Ziyan shook her head: "It's not in the way." She limped and walked out.

"Really a stubborn girl." Yang Feng commented in his heart and stepped forward quickly.

Two young men in suits started at the same time, and they were about to stop Yang Feng.

Yang Feng's complexion changed, a tiger flutter, an iron mountain lean, a cloud of flowing water, all in one go, the two young men retreated almost at the same time.

This time the fight took place between lightning and flint, and only the older man could see it clearly, and was surprised and suspicious.

Yang Feng was fine, and grabbed Hua Ziyan's left hand.

Hua Ziyan didn't even know what was happening behind her, she turned around and frowned: "You..."

Without saying anything, Yang Feng picked up Hua Ziyan and, despite her struggles, turned to ask the older man in the suit, "Which car?"

The older man in the suit was shocked. Hua Ziyan was so pure and inviolable. This kid was... after a long while, he returned: "Whatever."

Yang Feng couldn't laugh or cry, so he sent Hua Ziyan into the car in the middle, and then Pi Liyangqiu said: "When we meet and meet in a stranger, we shouldn't be forced to do anything, but if you want to leave scars, remember to look for them after you return home. me."

After all, I closed the door with the dark car film, and never looked at Hua Ziyan's innocent face.

The three cars filed together, and Yang Feng had already seen the embassy pass on the front glass.

In the car in the middle, Hua Ziyan took a deep look at Yang Feng and said to the older man, "Ambassador Kang, check his identity for me."

"Okay." Ambassador Kang nodded. Even if Hua Ziyan didn't explain, he still wanted to investigate. This young man undertook to repel his two military attaches. His skills were unfathomable and he looked like a dog, close to Hua. Zi Yan, is there any attempt?Thinking of this, Ambassador Kang shook his head slightly: "But Zi Yan, do you need to return to China for recuperation because of your injuries."

Hua Ziyan shook her head: "No, don't tell anyone, especially Grandpa, I don't want him to worry."

Ambassador Kang said: "Hua'an is dead. It's impossible for the old man to not know, I'm afraid you will have to go back after all."

Hua Ziyan frowned for a while, then sighed slightly: "That's what you said."

...

Yang Feng turned around, ready to go into the supermarket to clean up at any time, but suddenly he was shocked because of the two sunny boys in front of him.

One is Chen Long and the other is a stranger, but he is even more powerful than Chen Long.

There were burn marks on their faces and blood stains on their hands, both of them looked bitter.

Chen Long hugged Yang Feng, but another big boy also hugged him.

Yang Feng still struggled, and the two said in unison: "You are not dead, it's great."

Yang Feng's body shook, and he pulled away from the arms of the two men, with a cold face: "Two questions, first, Xiaolong, why are you here, and second, who is this horsemane?"

puff--

Chen Long's smile was out of control, and the other guy pursed his mouth, looking very aggrieved.

"Have you laughed enough?" Yang Feng kicked, and Chen Long jumped away, finally holding back his laugh, and said: "Ms. Hong sent me over. I'm doing things for him now."

"Hong Tian?" Yang Feng asked in surprise.

"Yes, he is my Daidi." Ma Mane's thumb nodded to himself: "Brother Feng, my name is Hong Dandong."

Yang Feng nodded: "Happy meeting. But why did Uncle Hong send you over?"

Chen Long said: "This is still a question. Of course it is to protect you. Dadong is the biological son of President Hong, which shows that President Hong attaches great importance to you."

Hong Dandong followed: "Didi doesn't worry about you, let me and Chen Long protect you personally."

"Thank you, Uncle Hong for me. But, where were you when I was dead just now?"

Hong Dandong's face was red, and he was speechless.

Chen Long complained: "I blame Dadong, patronizing pick-up girls, he didn't even prepare a gun in advance."

Hong Dandong clasped his hands together and begged with a look on his face: "Brother Feng, you are my own brother. You are rich and rich and live a long life. It's really great that you are fine. You will be fine forever. Please do. There are so many things that I can’t tell Dedi, otherwise I will be miserable."

Yang Feng smiled: "Since you are Uncle Hong's son, we are also brothers. Don't worry, you guys also came to help me. I will not report to Uncle Hong, but..."

"But what?" Hong Dandong asked, startled.

Yang Feng looked at Chen Long and asked, "Why would you do anything for Uncle Hong?"

Chen Long smiled and put on a posture: "This matter is hard to say."

"Then talk about it later." Yang Feng waved his hand: "Let's find the organization first."

"Uh..." Chen Long's face turned into pig liver color.

...

The sunset had completely fallen, and even the last trace of red had faded, and Brighton still couldn't wait for his grandson.

Suddenly, there was the sound of a car outside the door, and Brighton got up excitedly, Jack came out to support him.

I saw Dracula's face covered in blood, supported by two people, and the other three were all wounded and embarrassed.

Seeing this scene, Brighton's heart sank, and he was staggering under his feet.

There was a flash of joy on Jack's face: it succeeded!