"Papa..."
Seeing that the carbon dioxide cutting machine had no response, Zhao Changming patted the gun body, then checked the iron can in the bag and said:
"Brother Hao, there is no fuel, I can only cut here, what should I do?"
"Get out of the way and let my old man try."
When everyone was at a loss, Yang Moyu suddenly shouted from behind. He stepped to the iron fence and said:
"Although my old man can't open this complete iron railing, there is a gap now, so I can try it."
As long as you have a bit of common sense, these arm-thick railings are connected to each other and can evenly distribute the force acting on them, so no matter how strong your strength or your skills are, you can’t shake it. But in Zhao Changming’s carbon dioxide cutting machine Under the effect, the structure of the railing has been completely damaged, so the force acting on the iron bar cannot be evenly distributed. Naturally, it may bend or even break it to enlarge the gap and let everyone out.
I saw Mr. Yang standing in front of the iron fence, and the white beard on his chin was windless, and a strong breath oozes from under his skin, making the burlap sackcloth on Yang’s body violently rattle, as if it were A god who came suddenly, those slightly curved legs, are like two thick rhizomes, drawing nutrients and strength from the earth.
"Huhu······"
Qi walks with him. The sound of hunting and hunting wind from the strong wind seems to cheer for the old man Yang. His hands are in a ball-shaped trajectory in mid-air. As this trajectory moves away, the surrounding air also boils, even Even the space on the side was distorted.
"boom·······"
The old man suddenly slapped one of the thin steel bars of his arm, and the steel bar that was originally horizontal like a green pine was under this punch, like a python with bowed head and surrendered, slamming outward from the fracture. , The original horizontal bar is directly bent into a right angle.
"Bang bang bang..."
Seeing that one punch worked, the old man took advantage of the momentum and pursued, and several consecutive punches, bend all the iron bars that had been burnt and notched, and immediately formed a half-person-high gap that only allowed one person to pass through. But instead of taking the lead in stepping out, he turned his body sideways and said:
"Everyone, please!"
Jiang Minghao has reached the limit of support at this time. With his trembling hands and pale face, he is telling everyone that he has been holding on. With the support of Wei Debing and Wu Tian, Jiang Minghao finally got out of this impregnable body. In the front hall, other people then walked out of the cage one by one, and Zhao Ritian seemed to have disappeared. Since Zhao Changming cut the iron fence, he never said a word, as if he had already left.
"Jiang Minghao, you bastard."
When everyone heard a scream full of resentment, but the voice was full of admiring women's curses, Wu Tian and Wei Debing shivered suddenly. They couldn't be more familiar with this voice. It was the cold on the outside, but the fire inside. Ordinary Chu Xiaolan, they have even seen Jiang Minghao's terrible appearance in the torment of the ice and fire, but before they turned their heads, there was a clear sound in their ears:
"Snapped······"
Just feeling a breeze blowing, Chu Xiaolan’s right hand carved like white jade has been slapped on Jiang Minghao’s face. With the crisp and powerful sound, watching the bright red handprints on Jiang Minghao’s pale face, everyone seemed to be able to Feeling the burning pain on his face, he felt a chill in his back spine.
But Jiang Minghao was not angry after Chu Xiaolan's slap. He forced a smile on his face. His trembling body seemed to gradually calm down with the slap, but Jiang Minghao knew that he His body finally reached its limit, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"puff······"
The blood pouring out of her mouth, like a mist of blood, sprayed towards Chu Xiaolan in front of him. The dots of blood, like a ball of flame, burned Chu Xiaolan in distress, and she hugged her. Jiang Minghao, who was being supported, cried out:
"Jiang Minghao, what's the matter with you? Sorry, I shouldn't hit you, what's the matter with you? Wake up soon!"
Chu Xiaolan looked at Jiang Minghao who was unconscious, two lines of tears seemed to be floods from the sluice gates, pouring out from her eye sockets. She even forgot that she was a doctor, just acting as a little woman and a little lover. Shaking Jiang Minghao's body anxiously, crying, roaring, and saying sorry, but Wu Tian's anger was greeted him.
"boom······"
Wu Tian moved towards Chu Xiaolan’s belly and kicked it up, and gave her two words mercilessly:
"Fuck off!"
Chu Xiaolan was holding her lower abdomen, trembling with pain, but the physical pain was nowhere comparable to the pain and grievance in his heart. She curled up on the ground motionless, just crying non-stop.
"My God, how are you hitting a woman!"
Seeing Chu Xiaolan lying on the ground, Wei Debing was still hungry, thinking that Wu Tian’s kick had broken her. She was Chu Zedong’s granddaughter. If there were any shortcomings, let alone Wu Tian, it was his old son Wu Shiliang. Wanting to get mixed up, Wei Debing hurried forward and wanted to pick up Chu Xiaolan who was lying on the ground, but Chu Xiaolan stubbornly pushed away Wei Debing's outstretched hands, resisting the physical and mental pain, shaking slowly and crawling. Get up.
"Captain Chu, are you okay?" Looking at Chu Xiaolan's trembling body, Wei Debing asked worriedly, but Chu Xiaolan just shed tears and did not speak.
And Wu Tian, who has been supporting Jiang Minghao, fortunately swung his hand to a princess, holding Jiang Minghao firmly on his hand, his eyes were like wounded wild wolves, glowing with blood, full of fierce light, as if The unreasonable woman in front of her was treated as an enemy, and she even completely forgot that it was her rescuer.
"Don't say he is a woman, even if he is a three-year-old child, dare to touch my brother, I will still abolish him."
After Wu Tian finished speaking, he glared at Chu Xiaolan fiercely, then turned to Wei Debing and said, "Your kid is not leaving yet. Are you here waiting to drink Northwest Wind?"
When Wei Debing saw Wu Tian walking out with Jiang Minghao in his arms, he apologized and said to Chu Xiaolan: "Captain Chu, Brother Tian has this temper. Don't take it to your heart. I'll say sorry for him, Brother Hao. Suffered a serious internal injury, we first sent him to the hospital."
After speaking, Wei Debing speeded up a few steps to keep up, and took Jiang Minghao all the way, regardless of traffic light speed limits and other rules. At an average speed of 150 yards per hour, he ran straight towards the nearest hospital in Lanshan. The whimper of the police car seemed to be a long escort. From the first three or five to more than twenty, it was also due to Wu Tian's good car when he was in the princeling party in Beijing. When he sent Jiang Minghao away After entering the hospital, dozens of shackled traffic police arrived behind him, handcuffed Wu Tian directly and took him away.
When Jiang Minghao opened his eyes again, it was already five days later. The long-lost sunshine seemed to be the lover of first love, kissing Jiang Minghao’s face, and there was a familiar face lying on the edge of his bed. Chu Xiaolan, her haggard and pale face, without a trace of blood, and dark circles under her eyes, Jiang Minghao knew that she must have stayed with her during the time she was in a coma. In desperation, she sighed deeply. Tone.
"Oh, Brother Hao, are you awake?"
Wei Debing, who was holding the water basin, just came in from the door. Seeing Jiang Minghao's eyes open, he couldn't help but shouted in excitement, but Jiang Minghao hissed and motioned to Wei Debing to lower his voice, and then looked at him lying on the bedside Chu Xiaolan, Wei Debing nodded willingly.
Maybe it was too tired. Chu Xiaolan slept very deeply and even screamed, but the cry of Wei Debing still woke her up. When her red and swollen eyes and Jiang Minghao looked at each other, they were in her eye sockets. Once again, she couldn't help but shed tears, and she choked up and asked:
"Are you awake? Do you feel any discomfort? I'll call the doctor."
Jiang Minghao looked into her eyes. There was too much infatuation and bitterness in those clear and watery eyes, but he still couldn't accept the girl in front of him. How could his body deserve her? Why is it worth her hard work? Jiang Minghao shook his head slightly, indicating that it was all right.
Chu Xiaolan wiped away the tears from her face, forced a smile and said, "Are you hungry? I'll buy you something to eat."
To be honest, she really didn’t know what to say. Although the doctor told her that Jiang Minghao’s injury had nothing to do with her, Chu Xiaolan still couldn’t forgive her slap. In her heart, she always felt that it was her slap. , So that Jiang Minghao's injury was added to the injury, so in any case, he would not leave Jiang Minghao a step away.
Seeing Jiang Minghao didn't answer her, Chu Xiaolan walked out of the ward. Wei Debing put the basin aside and sat next to Jiang Minghao, sighing deeply:
"Brother Hao, do you know that you almost couldn't come back, nine fractures all over your body, more internal injuries, internal bleeding, five days and five nights, twelve emergency rescues."
Jiang Minghao didn't speak, staring at the snow-white ceiling, quietly listening to Wei Debing's narration, as if everything he said had nothing to do with him. He was just listening to someone else's story. He just listened to what Wei Debing continued. :
"As soon as you entered the hospital, Fu Lao came. He issued a military order and asked the hospital to save you. Brother Hao, are you a human or a god? This body is completely beaten by iron... "
While Wei Debing was speaking, he looked at Jiang Minghao's expression. Seeing that he was still indifferent and full of sadness, Wei Debing knew that Jiang Minghao was thinking about Chu Xiaolan, so he said softly:
"In fact, after Captain Chu slapped you, Brother Tian gave Captain Chu a kick and knocked her to the ground."
When Jiang Minghao heard that Chu Xiaolan was kicked by Wu Tian, there was a hint of compassion on his face that was originally indifferent and gray, and the corners of his eyes twitched, but Jiang Minghao still did not speak, his black eyes It swayed in the eye sockets, as if struggling fiercely inside.
"Brother Hao, in fact, for the past five days, Captain Chu hasn't walked away..."
But Jiang Minghao didn't seem to be listening to Wei Debing's words at all. His eyes were fixed on the wall of the aisle, and his perspective clearly saw Chu Xiaolan standing outside the door and never leaving. Perhaps he was calming his heart, Jiang Minghao Simply shouted loudly:
"Little soldier, that's enough, don't mention her to me, even if I am disabled, I don't look down on such a cold and unreasonable woman like her."
"what?"
Seeing Jiang Minghao's sudden anger, Wei Debing thought that he had said something wrong. The monk of Zhang Er couldn't figure it out. It wasn't until he saw Chu Xiaolan, who was standing at the door suddenly and tearful, that Wei Debing completely understood what was going on.