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"I suggest you put down the gun," Sorrow bowed gracefully, "I hope we have a pleasant conversation, don't we?"

"Blood and blood is only pleasant for you, I can't participate," Wei Chao shrugged, "My family Ah Wen doesn't like other messy smells on my body, so I'll go first."

"I've advised you not to be so rude." Sorrow turned the ring on her thumb, her eyelids drooped and then raised, showing murderous intent, "Otherwise I will really offend you."

"Don't talk about that," Wei Chao pointed his gun up and down, "This is not your home, they probably won't recognize you as a scum, after all, I wanted to say it a long time ago, you are not a man If you are not a woman, at the very least it will be an eyesore."

"Mr. Wei, my patience has a limit." Worryingly said.

"Oh, by the way," Wei Chao didn't care about his threat at all, "The two of you just now are a bit stupid. After all, the master is not good at thinking, and he won't stop him. If he goes up, he won't be able to get down. Also, this Apart from Ah Wen, there is no one in the world who can threaten me."

Wei Chao is a very cunning person, his hands are more powerful than his mouth, but in an instant, after the huge gunshot, there is endless blood flowing from the wrist of the man in the black cloak holding the gun, But before that, he could have anticipated the opponent's subconscious movements and quickly ducked to avoid another shot.

Smiling sadly, the man in the black cloak who was kneeling on the ground in pain didn't make a sound except for the initial muffled grunt.

"You are really unexpected, with such skill, no wonder Qin Shilan also helped you." Sorrow sat back on the chair and turned her body slowly, without any panic.

"Of course, my charisma comes first," Wei Chao did not back down, "But loyalty is needed, you don't understand."

"Mr. Chou Xin, I've been looking forward to it for a long time." Song Yan had already arrived with his people, and Chou Xin stood up and straightened her clothes, then walked over slowly and calmly.

"The show is good." Worry said.

"Where's Ah Wen?" Wei Chao put away his gun and asked.

"Just now you held up this person's time," Song Yan pointed at Sad Heart with his chin, "We successfully wiped out everyone on the fourth floor, and let Mr. Wen, who was sitting on the tree watching the scenery, come downstairs gracefully, so, Believe in the level of our police."

However, Wei Chao couldn't wait to rush out before finishing listening.

Wendao and everyone else are checking all the places that might hide everyone in the orphanage.

"Ah Wen!" Wei Chao rushed up and hugged him from behind, his heart fell hard into his stomach, "I was scared to death, I was really scared to death."

He was far from calm as he seemed, and he was sure of everything, but he was also afraid of the slightest accident, and also afraid that if the damn sad heart was a little smarter, his Ah Wen would bump into each other.

"I'm fine." The people around consciously gave them space, Wen Dao turned around and looked at Wei Chao, "I'm fine."

Wei Chao fixedly looked into his eyes, not daring to blink for a moment, and the hand holding his shoulder kept showing how disturbed he was.

Wen Dao hugged him, wrapped his hands around his neck, and was in this posture of putting all the weight of his body on him, so he choked up for a moment.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here, I'm here to take you home." Wei Chao hugged his waist tightly, wishing he could keep him with him all the time, never to be separated again.

"I miss you," Wen Dao smelled the familiar aura on him, and he finally couldn't bear the sense of security surrounding him, "I only want you, I only want you."

"I know, I know," Wei Chao kissed his cheek against his ear and comforted him, "I'm here, I'm here, I'm here."

At the same time, Song Yan pointed his gun at Shuxin, motioning for him to raise his hand.

"That's the gesture of a surrenderer." Shaking her head sadly, "I won't surrender."

"That's up to you," the person behind Song Yan dragged the man in the black cloak away, and he stood closer, "Don't be too stubborn, knowing it is useless."

"Really?" Shuxin blinked, and innocently opened her hands for Song Yan to see, "I don't think so."

Song Yan and the people behind him widened their pupils instantly. It was an explosive device switch. As long as one pressed it, no one knew where it would be turned into ruins in an instant.

Song Yan was almost certain that the people from the orphanage must be there.

"The methods of you criminals are really nothing new." Song Yan pressed his tongue against his cheeks, but he didn't show his anger.

"The advantage is that it's easy to use, isn't it? Otherwise, how could you go so smoothly." Sorrow walked in front of him, "Leave a way, I'll show you the way and witness the dazzling and beautiful moment."

"My father," Shuxin walked in front, chatting with them relaxedly, "in a training session, he broke my left hand, and after that, I made another mistake, he punished me , The boiling water in the whole pot was poured on my left arm, I was very angry, because I used this hand to pick up the sugar, it should be protected, not to mention that I even use it to write."

"So?" Song Yan took his words.

"So," Sorrow shook the black switch in her hand, smiled warmly, but her words were as cold as ice in the middle of winter, "my people, they are either born left-handed, or I personally leave them on the left hand. The next mark, just like today's children and adults, I let them tie their left hands."

Song Yan remained calm and continued to ask: "I heard that 65% of autistic patients are left-handed, do you count?"

"My heart is only open for the one I love." Shaking her head in doubt, "Does this count?"

"This is disgusting," Song Yan gestured to make him stop, "The girl should stop using words, hurry up and tell me, where are those people?"

"Too anxious," Sorrow shook her head, and led them into the cafeteria, "Here it is... Oh, it seems that your people have been found?"

It was Xiaoyou, he turned around and shouted: "Captain Song! Here, there is a basement here."

Dozens of people in the basement had their left hands bound by an iron chain. They huddled in a corner and did not dare to speak. Dim lamps were hung above their heads, and two pieces of the chain were fixed to stone pillars.

Wei Chao had a device in his ear to communicate with Song Yan, which he put on when he went in alone. "Ah Wen, they found it," Wei Chao held his hand, "in the basement of the cafeteria."

"Go." Wen Dao did not hesitate.

"I advise all of you to stay still," the worrying person here waved his hand, "let me pass."

Xiao You took a look at Song Yan, and came over when he saw that there was no objection from the other party, leaving You Xin to sit alone at the entrance of the underground.

"What do you want?" Song Yan tried to appease him, "Say it."

"Isn't it clear what I want?" Smiling sadly, he pinched the things in his hand, "You guys are asking why you know it."

"Let's discuss it slowly beforehand," Song Yan stretched his hands in front of him trying to calm down, "don't touch that thing yet."

"Ah, I want to see Mr. Jianwen." Worry asked, "Can you grant my wish, Mr. Police Officer?"

Wen Dao and Wei Chao came in, and Song Yan and others stepped aside at the gate, and bowed again worryingly.

"How did you let him go?" Wen Dao asked bluntly, as if saying one more word made him disgusted.

"Come with me," said Youxin, "let's get out of here."

"Of course my people can only be with me forever." Wei Chao was not as cautious as Song Yan, he didn't seem to care about the things in his hands at all, and held Wen Dao's hand, "It has nothing to do with us whether we live or die. "

"Or," Youxin suddenly changed her expression, weird and ferocious, "I don't want Mr. Wen to leave for the time being, I want Wei Chao to die, Captain Song, do you think it's worth it?"

"Impossible," Wen Dao looked at him coldly, there was already light outside, and it was almost dawn, "Don't even think about it."

Wei Chao's hand was held tightly by him, and the other party's thumb was coaxing him along the back of his hand. It turned out that he couldn't even listen to such words.

"Mr. Wen, you can't rely on my partiality to bully people like this," said worryingly, "I've lost too much, I can't lose so much in this business."

"I heard that you believe in reincarnation," Wen Dao's voice remained unchanged, "Then I wish you eternal life, live and die on your own, no one can save you, only you, you are a devil."

"I'll take them down with me," Sorrow's face twisted because of hearing Dao's words, "Don't force me!"

"They don't have your crimes, they won't, you are the only one," Wen Dao also raised the corners of his mouth, "No one is with you."

Sorrow didn't speak, and he took out a gun from his waist: "There is only one bullet, guess whose body it will go into."

Song Yan and his group wanted to raise their guns on guard, but worryingly threatened again softly: "I don't have patience with other people, you better think clearly."

Song Yan gritted his teeth, resigned himself to his fate and stopped moving.

"That's right," Shouxin said like a parent appreciating a child for not being naughty, and then suggested, "You send the 71 people in the Wei Dynasty to me, give it a try?"

No one answered him, but Wen Dao held onto Wei Chao tightly, preventing Wei Chao from taking a step forward.

"It's a pity, you always treat me like this." Tears flowed from the heart of worry, pain and despair, "You always don't let me touch my light."

Wen Dao realized something was wrong, but he didn't expect that Sousin's gun was pointed at Song Yan, and Sousin pointed the gun at him for a moment, and he heard Sousin say: "He can't get you either!"

The old thing happened again, Wei Chao still didn't hurt him, but there was so much blood on Wei Chao's chest, it was already dawn, the dawn was so beautiful, but upon hearing this, he felt that the whole person had fallen into an endless dark ice abyss.

The surroundings were in chaos, Wen Dao dazedly and frantically suppressed his blood, but couldn't stop it, the warm blood flowed through his fingers, fear penetrated everywhere, his heart forgot the pain, as if he was completely dead.

Wei Chao's eyes closed slowly, and his hands were hanging powerlessly beside him.

Song Yan still told him that Shuxin wanted to give him the things.

By the way, it's him!

Hearing that he took the gun from Song Yan's hand and walked towards Shuxin, his face was smeared with bright red blood, his eyes were red, and he completely lost the gentleness and softness of the past, whether it was in private or in front of outsiders.

"I'll leave it to you," You Xin smiled, as if she was happy that Wei Chao was finally lying there, but she was terrified, "Don't blame me, don't blame me."

Wen Dao picked up the thing with his fingers, he ground his molars with the tip of his tongue, and fired at Shouxin mercilessly and smoothly.

"This is a shot to pay back Wei Chao." Wen Dao didn't seem to see the pain of worrying, and lightly shot another shot at his left arm, "This is the hand you said took Tang, too Disgusting, don't die by my hands."

Song Yan and the others came up, no matter how evil Youxin did, now he was dragged away like a dog, and the people downstairs were also rescued.

Wen Dao didn't dare to turn his head back. There was a great glow behind him, but he was afraid of Wei Chao... How would he live the rest of his life without that person? gun.

...Wei Chao, would you like me to accompany you?

He closed his eyes and wanted to turn around to look at Wei Chao, to hold his hand, say a few words to him, to kiss him, to tell him not to leave him, the TV series they were chasing together hadn't finished yet , I blame him for always making troubles, always bowing his head to kiss when he sees something.

They haven't done so many things yet, they haven't bought their house yet, they haven't got their rings yet, they haven't shown him the suit he made him, their family is still waiting for them at home, and he hasn't made it at home yet Waiting for him to go home after dinner, they agreed to go to so many places, he still has a lot to say to him, and there are so many futures to spend with him...

Before he could turn around, someone hugged him from behind, the embrace was familiar, the voice was low and hoarse, the voice that had moved his heart countless times brought his dead heart back to life at this moment, the tears in his eyes flowed down uncontrollably Falling down, ecstasy made him tremble.

He heard him say: "Ah Wen, we are going home."