The Super Special Forces King

Chapter 309: Sorry; thank you

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Hu Xinting ignored the hardness and coldness of the ground and threw herself next to Zhang Feng.

In the past, she was extremely indifferent to everything, always with a faint smile on her face, but now she couldn't remain calm no matter what.

The tears couldn't stop flowing down, and they fell softly, and the delicate shoulders couldn't stop shaking.

On her cheek, the faint scar is still there, but as time goes by, the scar gradually fades, but it is still vaguely visible.

The gigolo also walked over to check Zhang Feng's injuries.

After the examination, he also breathed a sigh of relief. Although Zhang Feng's face looked worse, there was no good spot on the whole face, but they were all external injuries, completely unknown.

He stood up, took out his cell phone from his pocket and dialed 120. After explaining the location, he stood aside and waited.

Chen Wanru waited and became increasingly anxious. The longer the time passed, the more dangerous Hu Xinting became.

Finally, unable to sit still, he called Zhang Feng.

The gigolo heard Zhang Feng's cell phone ringing, so he took it out of his pocket and answered the call.

"Junior brother, is there any news about Hu Xinting?" Chen Wanru asked impatiently.

"I'm Xu Yuwei!" the dancer said calmly.

"Xu Yuwei? How come Zhang Feng's mobile phone is in your hand?" Chen Wanru said in surprise: "Could it be...could something happen to Zhang Feng?"

The gigolo did not hide anything and said straightforwardly: "He has passed out, but his life is not in danger. The ambulance is on the way. By the way, Hu Xinting has also been rescued. Our current location is in the warehouse of the Seventh Pharmaceutical Factory in Kyoto. Send your people over to finish it off."

Hearing this, Chen Wanru, who had always been worried, finally relaxed and said, "Okay. I'll send someone over right away. When you get to the hospital, tell me the address of the hospital."

"Okay." After saying that, the gigolo hung up the phone.

After waiting for twenty minutes, the ambulance sent by the nearest hospital finally stopped at the door of the hospital with its siren honking.

Doctors and nurses in white coats rushed into the warehouse and were stunned when they saw Mao Xiaorui's body lying on the ground and Zhang Feng, whose human form was no longer visible.

"Save him, people from the police." The gigolo said calmly.

After hearing his words, the hospital staff reacted and quickly lifted Zhang Feng onto a stretcher and carried him out of the warehouse.

Hu Xinting followed her into the hospital's ambulance, but the gigolo stayed behind. He had other things to do.

After the ambulance left quickly, the gigolo walked out of the warehouse and got into the car that Zhang Feng drove over.

Start the car and leave quickly.

The young hacker was still imprisoned in another place. Although he only had half his life left after being tortured by the gigolo, his life was not in any danger.

As for his life or death, the gigolo will wait until Zhang Feng wakes up before making a decision.

As for the so-called promise, the gigolo sees it as nothing more than a joke. A man should indeed make a promise worth a thousand dollars, but he also has to split it up! When dealing with evildoers, so-called promises are nothing more than a response to emergencies. When dealing with friends, you must fulfill your promise even if you are willing to kill yourself.

The chaos in Kyoto City finally calmed down on the surface after Hu Xinting was rescued.

The follow-up investigation has just begun. After all, there are still many doubts in the whole matter.

Seven mercenaries entered the country, where did they come from

In China, where illegal gun control is so strict, how can these mercenaries obtain pistols, rifles, and sniper rifles through such channels

Why is it so easy for someone to hack into the backend control system of the Traffic Management Bureau, and even take control of it

Each matter was handled with special approval and dealt with quickly.

However, these things obviously have nothing to do with Zhang Feng, because he is still lying on the hospital bed in a coma.

When he woke up, it was already the morning of the third day, a whole day and night!

The doctor diagnosed that Zhang Feng's body did not have major problems. Most of them were trauma and soft tissue contusions. Only his shoulder had a certain degree of bone fracture.

It's not particularly serious. It can be cured after a few days of practice and there won't be any sequelae.

For a whole day and night, the gigolo did not show up, and the person beside the hospital bed was Hu Xinting.

During this period, some people came and wanted to pick up Hu Xinting, but she coldly refused them all.

Just sitting by the bed, waiting for Zhang Feng to wake up.

When Zhang Feng opened his eyes, he saw Hu Xinting sitting beside the bed.

The corners of his mouth twitched, forcing out an ugly smile.

"sorry."

"Thank you!"

The two people spoke almost at the same time. Sorry was said by Zhang Feng, and thank you was said by Hu Xinting.

Shaking his head bitterly, Zhang Feng said: "Why are you thanking me? If it weren't for me, I wouldn't have involved you in this matter. This was the case in Southwest City back then. If it weren't for me, your face wouldn't be... "

She didn't continue talking, and her eyes stopped on the scars on her face that had faded a lot but were still hideous.

Hu Xinting said calmly: "It has nothing to do with you. It was like this when we were in Southwest City. Without you, Mao Xiaorui would have had delusions about me, but you just showed up at the right time. So I want to thank you."

"I..." Zhang Feng wanted to speak out about himself and Zhuo Zhaoyun, but he didn't know how to speak.

Hu Xinting still had a faint smile on her lips. Seeing his hesitant expression, she did not ask further questions. Such is her temperament, what you want to tell me will eventually be said, and if you don't want to say it, I will never force it.

For a moment, both of them fell into silence, and the atmosphere in the ward became extremely awkward.

Hu Xinting slowly peeled the apple. When it was done, she handed the apple to Zhang Feng and said lightly: "Eat an apple."

"...Okay." Zhang Feng nodded and took the apple into his hand.

Just when I was about to eat, I heard a loud noise coming from the corridor outside the door: "Who are you? Why don't you let me in? Get out of the way, I want to see Zhang Feng."

Hearing this voice, Zhang Feng's head suddenly became as big as a bucket. Why is Zhuo Zhaoyun back at this time!

On the contrary, Hu Xinting was more calm, with a faint smile still on her lips, her eyebrows were crooked, and she said with a smile: "She's here, and I just have something to talk to her about. Let her come over to see you after we have a conversation. ”

After saying that, he stood up and walked outside the ward.

Zhang Feng had a headache and wanted to speak, but he didn't know what to say when he opened his mouth. For a long time, I could only vent my anger on the apple in my hand, bite it off hard and swallow it in one bite.

Hu Xinting walked out of the ward and looked at Zhuo Zhaoyun who was stopped by the bodyguards at home from a distance. Although this was the first time they met, they were already very familiar with her.