Chapter 394: Brother, please let go

A middle-aged man was hacking and killing in the street. It is said that there is a machete similar to that used in opera, but the machete in the opera is fake, but the machete in this guy's hand is genuine.
When Qi Chen rushed to Street, the bustling Street in the business district was no longer the bustling of weekdays. Everyone who saw it fled, and a few people fell to the ground and yelled.
Qi Chen grabbed one of the running men and asked, "Which direction did the man go in?"
"I don't know, I don't know ..."
After asking a few questions in a row, Qi Chen was able to understand that because the heavily armed police came, the guy who hacked people into a small alley, and the police had all chased and went to that alley.
When Qi Chen rushed into the alley, he turned around and saw the so-called gangster. At this moment, a girl was being held against the police.
Seeing the girl's appearance, Qi Chen almost stunned under her feet, how did this girl get out of the car.
Yange feels unlucky,
She had just walked for a while, because the bottom of a manhole was crooked. For a moment, a man rushed out of the alley and hijacked her.
She has never been hijacked by anyone, and no one dares to hijack her.
This can also be regarded as being bullied by Hu Luo and Ping Yang.
"Don't move, don't move around, otherwise I'll hack her, I'll hack her." The man was thin and thin, but his hand strength was not small at all. Blood came out of his shoulder.
Behind the man were a dozen well-equipped policemen. As the police spread out and surrounded them, they warned the prisoners: "Advise you not to harm the hostages, calm down, what to say."
"What to say, say a fart, Lao Tzu is not good, and no one should think about it. Killing one is enough, killing two makes one. Lao Tzu is still a good man in his next life!"
Song of the car fire extinguisher in hand: ...
It seems that everyone ignored her?
"Brother," Yange said, "those who kill people cannot be reincarnated and reborn. They will be beaten into eighteen floors of hell, and they will suffer from Ling Chi's frying all the time."
"Shut up ..." the man bowed his head and sang, "I talk again and I'll kill you."
Yan Ge moved at this time. She pinched the man's wrist with one hand, slid down against the man's chest, avoiding the big knife, and the fire extinguisher on the other hand hit the man's leg with a bend.
The policemen rushed at this moment, and Yan Ge's fire extinguisher continued to hit the man who fell to the ground.
It wasn't until the police rushed forward that Yange took a step back, and just about to turn around, Qi Chen took her into her arms, holding gauze in one hand and holding the wound on her neck.
He hugged her tightly, obviously fiercely as if he was going to swear at the next song, but his teeth were biting, but he didn't say a word.
Still, Yange was about to be breathless from his arm, and reached out to pat him: "I'm fine ..."
He was interrupted without saying: "Don't talk, don't move!"
He had a quick tone, and even a tremolo. The victim was clearly speaking, but it was him who was scared.
Yange interrupted him: "The wound is not deep, shallow, and not serious."
Qi Chen didn't listen to her. He half assisted Yange and walked to the side of the ambulance. The nurse and doctor approached Yange's wounds.
It is on the neck and on the wrist. The machete is very sharp, and the wound will be deep if you pull it.