Zhao Ziyue knew there was a gunman in front, but the crowd was running around on both sides, and he didn't know where his opponent was hiding. If he turned around at this time, he would have to go further before he could pass through this pedestrian street. There was no other choice, he could only move towards the direction where the gunman was.

A young man wearing black-framed glasses looked thin mixed in the crowd and ran towards Zhao Ziyue. Seeing his right hand hiding in the sleeve of the windbreaker, Zhao Ziyue intuitively felt that he was in danger. Then his eyes were fixed on him.

Unexpectedly, the young man looked at Zhao Ziyue's eyes and passed directly past him.

Could it be him?

Zhao Ziyue turned around suddenly and happened to see the young man standing behind him with a serious face raised his gun at him.

It was still him, that's right. Zhao Ziyue grinned at him and smiled.

The gunman looked puzzled. He was still laughing at this time?

However, since he had been discovered, he could only pull the trigger resolutely.

When he pressed his finger, Zhao Ziyue raised his hand and a white object flew towards him quickly.

Bang!

Zhao Ziyue hugged Chen Luhua and avoided the shot he discovered in advance, but the unlucky gunman could not avoid a disposable chopstick he threw out. The white chopsticks penetrated the middle of his eyebrows, looking hideous and terrifying.

After killing her with one blow, Zhao Ziyue no longer hesitated. She put Chen Luhua's body on the ground, pulled her and ran to the taxi by the street.

Chen Luhua, who was following behind, then saw that Zhao Ziyue's back was injured, and the blood had dyed his back's clothes red.

In an instant, Chen Luhua's eyes became a little wet. It should be the gun he had just picked up just now? It was supposed to be the bullet that should have been shot on him.

Chen Luhua bit her lower lip tightly, followed Zhao Ziyue with her head held high, so that she could prevent the tears from sliding down her eyes.

After the two got into the taxi, Zhao Ziyue let out a long sigh, turned her head and smiled at Chen Luhua: "Fortunately, she ran quite fast and didn't let the group of miscellaneous people catch up. However, it's worth it to exchange for a bullet for a broken leg."

Seeing Chen Luhua looking straight at him, Zhao Ziyue asked, "What's wrong? You're not injured, are you?"

This time, Chen Luhua could no longer hold it back. Tears fell happily.

Song Zijie had just rushed back to his old house, but before he could see the old man at home, he received a call from Kong Yifan.

"Yifan, is there anything wrong?" Song Zijie stopped and asked softly.

"Zijie, my people in the branch told me that after the boy was taken away by Xia Cao's sisters, he just reported to the police station and was acquitted on the spot." Kong Yifan said in anger.

"So, he and your two sisters are on the way? Otherwise, why did the Kong Xiacao sisters play such a trick for us? But, he did have a conflict with Xiacao sisters. Do you still remember the scrapped Maserati sports car we encountered on the road? It was indeed Xiacao's driving. And many people saw them crashing on the street. Is this also fake?" Song Zijie's thick and shiny eyebrows were furrowed together, and his heart was full of doubts.

"Yes Zijie, this incident is strange from beginning to end. It seems that all of us have been involved in a big conspiracy."

"You don't have to think that it's so terrifying. Just a hot-headed young man shouldn't be able to make any big fuss. Perhaps it was because your two sisters reached a tacit understanding with the Chen woman that agreed to let him go. Otherwise, with their personality, wouldn't he tear that kid?" Song Zijie chuckled and comforted.

"Where are others now?"

"Zijie, that kid was attacked on the pedestrian street and shot him in the street. Now things are getting big. The city bureau has intervened." There is an unconcealed gloom in Kong Yifan's voice.

"Wait a gun? Yifan, this matter is a bit uncautious." Song Zijie frowned and said in a deep voice. He wondered whether this matter would affect the interests of the Song family. Of course, it would be certain that he was criticized by some rumors. Four major families and four rich young men jointly bullied outsiders, and this reputation was not good.

What's even more unbearable is that the three rich young men who were originally going to bully outsiders were bullied. This is fatal. I guess they might have to have a meal to scold their old man when they see him later.

"Zijie. Even you suspect it's me?" Kong Yifan said with a wry smile. "Yang Tian called me just now and asked me implicitly if I did this."

"What? You said you weren't doing it?" Song Zijie's voice couldn't help but increase a lot.

"I'm really going to do this. But I just arranged for people and he was attacked. I think the situation is wrong. I quickly took the people down."

"Oh no!" Song Zijie said: "This is someone holding a shit basin and slamming it on our heads. He even locked it up all of a sudden. We just had a conflict with someone. You were still looking for someone to take revenge. Then there was an attack on him. Yifan, if I hadn't believed in your character, I would have suspected that you did it."

"Yes. Zijie, what should we do now? We seem to be being used by someone."

"Don't mess up first. Let's keep our troops in motion and see how things are going. Also, find a way to find out who will be manipulating it later. Remember, the people you are looking for must not send them out at this time. Otherwise, we will really not be able to explain it clearly.

"Okay Zijie, I understand how to do it." Kong Yifan felt a lot of comfort when he heard Song Zijie's voice so calm. At least, a buddy was there to give him advice.

After hanging up Kong Yifan's phone call, Song Zijie hurriedly walked to the inner room and asked the servant who rushed over to greet him: "Where is grandpa? I have something urgent to see him."

"Don't you really need to go to the hospital? I've shed a lot of blood." Chen Luhua asked in a low voice, afraid that the driver in front would be driven out of the car.

In fact, her worries were unnecessary. Even if she said she was a ghost, the driver would not be willing to drive such a beautiful female ghost out of the car.

"No need." Zhao Ziyue shook his head. He hated the smell of formalin in the hospital the most, and the white world that made people feel sad and desperate.

In fact, the color of the hospital should be changed to warm yellow. Since I don’t want to be an angel, why don’t I take off that ridiculous brand?

Too many people in the world have to build a archway after becoming a *****.

"If you think it's inconvenient to go to the hospital, I'll ask a private doctor to come to your house to treat you." Chen Luhua said softly. He said to the young driver who drove slowly and said to the car in a little impatient manner: "Please drive faster."
Chapter completed!