Chapter 187:

Wu Anyang smiled slightly: "Welcome back."

The moment when I clasped my hands, maybe it was the beginning of another story.



Later, there were many versions of the process of annihilating the Illuminati that night, which were spread to the public by an exaggerated twist in the media.

Recalling the plot of that night, everyone involved will be unforgettable for life. Exciting gun battles, the sound of gunfire in their ears, the smoke from the bombs, and the sky illuminated by fire in the middle of the night-these are rare things in their lives.

The Illuminati seriously injured many people, and several were shot dead on the spot. The police also injured many people. The desolate suburban ground was blood-stained red. Fortunately, the military department's assistance arrived in time. The two sides cooperated to bring the two underworld groups Collectively.

Although the previous scenes were very thrilling, the most surprising thing was the final scene.

No one thought that the black car that blocked Sanye was actually Anze's car. He was not assured of Chen Rui's safety and hurried to the scene in person. When Sanye's car suddenly exploded, everyone was shocked. When I saw Anze suddenly rushed into the fire like a sudden madness, his mouth still shouted: "Chen Rui!"

"Anze!" Yu Qiankun tried to pull him without holding it, and tore off the button on the sleeve of Anze with great force.

The old comrades-in-arms who knew An Ze faced each other, and did not know what the relationship between Major An Ze and the man named Chen Rui was, and he did not care to play the hero to save the beauty ...

Under the stunned gaze of everyone, the black-faced Anzai hugged Chen Rui across the expressionless face and rushed out of the fire. The hair of the man in his arms had been burnt, and his face was dark. Mission, looks can not see clearly, how terrible it looks like.

Bian Anze gently placed him on the ground, patted his dark face vigorously, and eagerly asked, "Chen Rui, are you all right?"

The man lying on the ground frowned with black and gray eyebrows, and after a fierce cough, he slowly and slowly said: "I ... still ... not ... dead ..."

Anze froze for a moment, then smiled slightly and said, "Fortunately, I'm not dead. Otherwise, my brother will scratch my skin."

睿 Chen Rui gave him a white look and crooked dizziness.

Everyone was confused about the conversation between them. Only An Yang understood it. He walked in front of them and said, "Hurry him to the hospital. I'll deal with it here."



It was already half past three in the morning when An Ze brought Chen Rui to the hospital. Zhou Chengping, who was on duty in the emergency department, looked at the black charcoal An Ze and the more charcoal man he held, his face changed several times. He finally asked, "... has a fire? Do you see justice?"

Wu Anze said solemnly: "The bomb exploded. I don't know where it hurts. Please take a look."

Zhou Chengping rushed Chen Rui into the emergency room for examination. After a while, he walked out and said to An Ze: "His head lost too much blood and looked like a wound from flying glass slag. I don't know yet. There was no intracranial hemorrhage. I just sent for a CT diagnosis. I have a few skin burns on my body that are not large and not serious. My hair is all burned. I think I have to shave my head. "

Wu Anze asked straightforwardly: "That means there is no danger to life, right?"

Zhou Chengping nodded, "Fortunately, it was saved in time, or it was estimated that it would burn into black charcoal."

Seeing that Anze was relieved for a long time, Zhou Chengping couldn't help but asked curiously: "What does this person have to do with you? What happened to the bomb explosion? Anze, after you retired from the army, life is really getting more and more Exciting. "

Wu Anze frowned: "This matter is too complicated, and I will explain it to you later. I will go through the hospitalization procedure for him first, and tell me when his CT result comes out."

An Ze waved his hand and quickly walked away. Along the way, the handsome man with black and gray clothes still burned several holes but still unassuming, attracted the attention of many nurses on duty, thinking that he saw volunteerism from the scene of the fire. Coming fire.