Difficult to attack

Chaotic and noisy, Ye Ran felt that he was trapped in a vortex of nothingness, the surrounding pictures were constantly distorted, and finally his eyes gradually closed, and he fell into darkness.

"Ye Ran——No!" Is it Xiao Feng's voice?It turns out that that person still feels sorry for himself, which is ridiculous.

It must be a dream, only the Xiao Feng in the dream can be so gentle to him, then he is not willing to wake up in this case.

In a trance, I felt as if I was picked up by someone and left this chaos. As for who it was, Ye Ran no longer had the energy to think.

In fact, Xiao Feng was reluctant to hurt Ye Ran with that shot after all. He wanted to hit the shoulder blade of the man next to Ye Ran so as not to injure his life. Like crazy, he rushed to protect him, the bullet penetrated from the back and exited from the chest, and he didn't know if the wound hurt the vitals.

After all, his hands were stained with his lover's blood, Xiao Feng smiled wryly.

Xiao Feng thought that it was not love for Ye Ran, but a dangerous possessive desire towards Ye Ran, but he forgot that possessive desire is not necessarily love, but only love can have possessive desire.

He saw Ye Ran close his eyes in despair and desolation, but there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, as if to say: "Xiao Feng, even if you won the right you wanted, you lost in love, completely and completely." The bottom line is lost."

Xiao Feng felt that his self-willedness and stubbornness before were so ridiculous, how much patience and love does a person have to withstand another person's repeated torture and refuse to give up?Ye Ran, you've lost weight.

If possible, Xiao Feng wished that he was the one who got shot. He watched Ye Ran get shot, bleeding, and fell down, but he was helpless, and his heart suddenly became like quicksand, and he couldn't hold it and scattered all over the ground.

He suddenly realized what he wanted, but he didn't know if it was too late. He wanted to catch up and hug Ye Ran, instead of just pretending to be an emotional game to satisfy his self-esteem.

But the sudden commotion didn't give him this chance. When he rushed up, Ye Ran and the colleague beside him had already been taken away. The bloodstains were well handled, and it was impossible for people to follow the bloodstains to track their whereabouts. .

Before Xiao Feng could search around, the guards of the Xiao family who heard the gunshots were already around the mansion arranged by Du Fei. Hearing the gunshots, they immediately surrounded Xiao Feng to ensure his safety.

"Young master, you are back." All the subordinates were very happy.

"...Yeah, I'm back." But I always feel that something in my heart has flowed away, and I can't get it back.

"It's hot...so hot." Ye Ran felt his internal organs were burning. After an unknown amount of time, Ye Ran finally recovered a little bit of consciousness.

"Where is this..." Ye Ran opened his eyes with great effort, only seeing the pale ceiling, is it a hospital...

"The police station." A voice answered him, and Ye Ran tried hard to focus his pupils and follow the source of the voice.

"Uncle?!"

"En." The uncle nodded and replied, he could see that Ye Ran's eyes suddenly increased, but he was too lazy to answer.

"Uncle, why are you here..." Ye Ran was weak.

"Anyway, I saved you, you wolf-hearted brat." The uncle rolled his eyes: "Also, I'm very young, I'm only in my early thirties!"

"Ye Ran!!" He knew it was the deputy director's angry voice, and it was like a magic voice piercing through his head, and Ah Ming came with him.

After the deputy director rushed in, he went straight to Ye Ran: "Ye Ran, you are indeed a pig. You are such a dangerous person by yourself. If you sacrifice yourself carefully, no one will burn incense for you!"

"Didn't I... come back?" Compared with the deputy director, Ye Ran's voice was even weaker.

"It's fate for you, luckily nothing happened. Wait, if Ming is here, who sent you back?" The deputy director turned his head and finally saw a person sitting in the room.

"Yo, old Huang, your voice is still so loud." The uncle clasped his ears with his hands.

"Bureau... Director?" The deputy director's vigorous momentum just now faded away.