Get out of the way, the vest boss saves that sick girl

Ai Xiaoqi huddled in the corner, watching them skillfully tidy up Du Sen's body and listening to Sha Xiaoguang's inappropriate praise.

Ai Xiaoqi was numb. Her eyes could see all the hidden details, but so what? Du Sen was still dead.

Another evening, a depressed Ai Xiaoqi checked her phone and saw a report: "The Prime Minister was assassinated on his way back."

Ai Xiaoqi's nerves were tense again, and she called Feng Yao immediately. This time Feng Yao's phone was not turned off, but the long busy tone made her heart sink, and the call was not connected.

After trying several more times, Feng Yao still didn't answer her call.

Ai Xiaoqi took out his spare mobile phone to operate it.

She was also a high-level hacker. She had added Feng Yao as a friend and was able to accurately locate Feng Yao quickly.

Address: A military hospital.

Ai Xiaoqi was tense all over. Feng Yao was actually in the hospital. Something must have happened to him and he couldn't answer her phone calls. A bad thought plagued Ai Xiaoqi. She didn't know whether Feng Yao was dead or alive.

We agreed to meet when I came back, but I didn’t meet her or even contact her. She’s in the hospital again.

The depressed Ai Xiaoqi only thought of the worst. Feng Yao was seriously injured and wondered if he would die.

Ai Xiaoqi got into her Maserati, turned on the navigation, and drove towards the hospital.

Her mind was in a mess. She knew that Du Sen was killed by herself, and Xiao Dao was also injured by herself.

She promised Feng Yao that she would fall in love with him when she came back. Feng Yao, who had been smooth sailing, became unlucky and didn't know whether he was living or dying.

I am an unlucky person and cannot get close to anyone.

Ai Xiaoqi was upset for the first time and she wanted to see Feng Yao immediately.

Liao Mang completed the routine interrogation of his visit and walked out of the interrogation room.

Put away your own belongings and Feng Yao’s.

I saw that Feng Yao’s phone was flashing with several missed calls, all from Ai Xiaoqi.

Liao Mang didn't take Ai Xiaoqi's call as a trivial matter.

I walked out of the building to get some fresh air and called Ai Xiaoqi back directly.

The call was answered quickly.

"Ms. Ai, did you call Brother Yao?"

"Well, how is Feng Yao?"

When questioning, Ai Xiaoqi's heart was in her throat, waiting for Liao Mang's decision.

Liao Mang was a little confused by Ai Xiaoqi's question, and answered gently and politely: "Brother Yao, he is fine. He is undergoing psychological treatment and will be out soon. When he comes out, ask him to call you. He is not available right now."

Every time we come back from a mission, we have to undergo psychological counseling and treatment. This is a necessary procedure.

At my level, there is no need to go through so much trouble, but Feng Yao cannot be careless.

Ai Xiaoqi hung up the phone mercilessly. Liao Mang was still standing at the door, a little overwhelmed. "Did I say something wrong? Is Miss Ai angry?"

He moved his eyes away from the phone and Ai Xiaoqi had already come to him.

Looking at Ai Xiaoqi getting out of the car in a white T-shirt and sweatpants, his pockets were so bulging as if he was carrying a gun.

Why does she look so cold and anxious?

Liao Mang felt it was a bit sudden: "Miss Ai...Miss Ai, why are you here?"

Ai Xiaoqi frowned. She didn't hear clearly. She only knew that Liao Mang said Feng Yao was undergoing treatment.

Ai Xiaoqi said in a low, cold voice: "Feng Yao, where is he? I want to see him."

This place is not a place you can enter whenever you want.

Liao Mang still had a shy smile on his face: "Oh... Brother Yao should be out too, I'll take you in to find him."

"he got hurt?"

"No, Brother Yao is not injured."

Ai Xiaoqi breathed a sigh of relief, realizing that she had been worrying too much and that her bad luck had not been brought to Feng Yao.

Liao Mang brought Ai Xiaoqi to the third floor and stopped tactfully.

They haven't seen each other for several days, so it wouldn't be appropriate for me to be here.

"Miss Ai, the room at the end of the corridor, opposite the stairs, is Brother Yao's dressing room. He should be inside. Please go and take a look."

Ai Xiaoqi nodded, calmed herself down, and walked over.

After not seeing each other for a few days, Ai Xiaoqi felt a little strange inside. She didn't know what to say first. She didn't know whether Feng Yao would be happy to see her or whether he would stick to him. In short, she wanted to see him madly, so she just let Feng Yao speak first.

Some distance away from the room, footsteps were heard on the stairs.

A graceful and swaying figure came down the stairs.

When Park Mi-jin saw Ai Xiaoqi, she was startled at first, then she raised her eyes and curled her lips provocatively.

He pushed open Feng Yao's door and walked in.

Feng Yao had just finished psychological counseling and was about to change his clothes and leave.

He had just taken off his military T-shirt, revealing his cold, white, alluring muscles and collarbones.

Park Mi-jin suddenly pushed the door open and did not close it.

Feng Yao said in a low voice: "Get out."

Unexpectedly, Park Mi-jin walked up to him cunningly and said something in a coquettish tone.

"Yaoyao, thank you for saving Dad."

She gritted her teeth, made up her mind, suddenly kissed him on the cheek and hugged him.

Feng Yao's hair stood on end and he looked at the door in horror.

Ai Xiaoqi, who had been thinking about her day and night, just stood there calmly, watching this inexplicable scene.

Feng Yao pushed Park Meizhen away, and Park Meizhen's back hit the wall hard.

Feng Yao grabbed his military T-shirt and strode out.

"Xiao Qi..." Feng Yao called her name heartbreakingly.

Ai Xiaoqi was very fast, Feng Yao only saw the back of her figure before she disappeared.

Feng Yao chased after him, and Liao Mang followed him out.

A pink Maserati at the door did a beautiful drift and disappeared at the hospital entrance.

Ai Xiaoqi narrowed her eyes coldly and gritted her teeth. Ai Xiaoqi, what are you doing? It's crazy to come here just for an uncertain promise.

Seeing Feng Yao running wildly with a distorted face, Liao Mang shouted: "Brother Yao, what's wrong? I'll go chase Miss Ai for you."

Feng Yao's whole body was cold and violent, and the veins on his arms bulged and rolled: "It's too late."

Then he yelled out of control: "It's too late."

Liao Mang carefully approached the devilishly crazy Feng Yao.

Feng Yao has been very normal during this period. Liao Mang knows that Feng Yao is in love. He has someone he loves and his heart has a source of support.

He had his own little wish. He wanted to stay with his little princess forever.

Everything was fine just now, Miss Ai came to see Brother Yao, why did she run away in anger? What should he do next?

Liao Mang was furious. Feng Yao was more furious than ever before and he couldn't suppress himself at all.

At this time, Park Mi-jin ran over without knowing her own death: "Yaoyao..."

Liao Mang was so scared that he closed his eyes. "Ancestor, what are you doing here?" Everything was over.

really

Feng Yao formed his fingers into claws, pinched Park Mijin's neck, and lifted Park Mijin up with a distorted face.

Park Mijin rolled her eyes, made a whimpering sound in her throat, and twisted Feng Yao's fingers with her fingers.

Liao Mang was frightened and rushed forward to help Park Mijin.

While tremblingly comforting him, he pried Feng Yao's fingers apart.

"Brother Yao, calm down. Brother Yao, for Mu Bai's sake, Brother Yao? Let go... I am Liao Mang, Brother Yao."

Liao Mang couldn't even get Feng Yao's pale fingers open, and Park Mi-jin's life was hanging by a thread.

Suddenly Feng Yao groaned and threw Park Mijin far away.

Wow…

Feng Yao elbowed the three-meter-high door glass and it fell from the sky and shattered. Feng Yao's entire arm was covered in blood, and blood continued to flow out of the cut.

Feng Yao cast a wolf-like look over and said in a terrifyingly low voice: "Park Mizhen...you are looking for death."

Park Mijin lay on the ground gasping for breath. She knew that Feng Yao's reaction would be very intense, but she didn't expect it to be so horrible.

Liao Mang couldn't remember how many years it had been since Feng Yao had been furious. He didn't dare to speak or care about Feng Yao's injuries.

I just made the phone call nervously with trembling hands, trying to find a solution.

"Yuntian, drive to the door, hurry up!"