Can't look back? What do you mean? She stood there in a daze, not knowing what to do. Jiang Haoran, who had never spoken on the other side of the road, finally spoke: "Yueyue, your parents, your parents, and all your friends are waiting.
You." He was still able to control his emotions as before. But with such a gentle word, he successfully grasped the most difficult place in Gong Yueyue's heart. "And I... I miss you very much. Come back.
Bar."
Gong Yueyue closed her eyes in pain, her heart pounding. The balance of her love had completely tilted towards Zhao Changyuan, but what about her relatives? How could she give up the nurturing grace of her parents for more than twenty years? Thinking of this, she did not
If he dared to look at Zhao Changyuan's face again, he turned around and walked in the direction of Jiang Haoran.
"Don't go...don't leave me!" Zhao Changyuan's pleading voice sounded again behind her. She could guess the expression on his face at this moment without looking back. Just like that summer night outside the gate of General Yang's mansion; just like
Every time the two of them quarreled or had an awkward situation, he looked like he was compromising. A year was not a long time, but his unreserved love with all his strength was something that she really couldn't ignore.
"Don't take away my reason to live." His words were still ringing in her ears, and they were like iron ropes that tied her to the spot and did not dare to take another step. If it were anyone else, she could regard it as an intimidation, a threat, or a lie.
Pay attention to him. But if it were him, her beloved husband, she couldn't seem to ignore him.
"Good girl!" A heartbreaking cry interrupted her frantic tangle.
She was startled and immediately recognized that it was her father's voice. When she opened her eyes and looked around, there were indeed two familiar figures beside Jiang Haoran...
"Dad, Mom—" She could no longer think, and she was not allowed to think. At this moment, she just wanted to fall into the arms of her parents and be the carefree daughter she was.
She made up her mind and decided not to look back. Her parents and Jiang Haoran on the opposite side were still waiting for her expectantly. It was time to make a choice. This situation was destined to be imperfect and someone had to make sacrifices.
"Madam! What should I do with the baby? Are you willing to let me go?" Zhao Changyuan's voice was filled with tears. In this noisy street, he felt a little helpless, but even more desperate.
She felt like her heart was being torn apart piece by piece, and the person behind her died forever a thousand years ago.
"mother--"
This crisp word came out of nowhere, making Gong Yueyue stop again. After being shocked, she suddenly had some epiphany. It turned out that this moment and here was just a dream for her.
Thinking of this, she felt relieved. With a smile on her lips, she took a step without regrets. Since it was a dream, just follow your heart...
It was the Dragon Boat Festival in 2014. In a southern city in China, an SUV was parked quietly in a villa area not far from an unfinished building in the countryside. From the outside, it looked like an ordinary family car. No one could guess what was going on inside.
Ten heavily armed police officers were crowded in. They had been on guard all day, and the carriages were filled with various coffee bottles, X top-ups, X cows and other refreshing drinks.
"Sir Jiang, how are you going to spend the Dragon Boat Festival today?" The police officer sitting next to Jiang Haoran saw that his boss had not spoken much all day long, for fear that he would become mute, so he would tease him if he had the chance.
Jiang Haoran didn't answer, his eyes were focused on the coordinate points on the monitor. Another police officer took over the words angrily: "How else can you live? You really don't know what to do." According to reliable sources,
, the poison king of Southeast Asia, Casey, appears. This Dragon Boat Festival is destined to not be too easy.
Two colleagues sitting in the corner chatted in whispers from time to time, during which they also mentioned the boss's headache: "Isn't Madam Gong awake yet? Wasn't the operation a success?"
"I heard that it seems that the patient's will to survive is too weak..."
"No."
Until the sun went down, the intercom in the car suddenly responded. "Henry! Jiang Haoran! Please reply if you hear me!"
"This is the tail car, I'm Jiang Haoran."
Not only Jiang SIR, but everyone in the car immediately cheered up.
"Go to Point 1 for support!" The voice on the intercom was decisive and urgent, just like every other operation.
"Received." Jiang Haoran answered simply.
The walkie-talkie was silent for a few seconds, and then suddenly sounded: "Please note that the other party is armed with heavy firepower. There are casualties on the scene."
"I know, thank you." Jiang Haoran was as cold as ever, as if he had injected an invisible sedative into the team members in the car.
The car was parked near an unfinished building. Through the car window, one could see large areas of blood on the ground and hear the sound of firearms that did not belong to the police.
A police officer in the car couldn't help but curse loudly: "Damn, these arrogant bastards!"
While checking the magazine and the assault rifle in his hand, Jiang Haoran ordered to his companions in the car: "The four of you go to the back to help clear out the mobs. I'll go upstairs and the rest will cover."
Just as he was about to get out of the car, a hand from behind grabbed his arm: "Sir Jiang, let me go." I have never seen many police officers of Jiang Haoran's level insisting on fighting in person.
Jiang Haoran opened the car door and said: "I must catch him with my own hands." After saying that, he jumped down and sneaked into the unfinished building with his rifle.
The atmosphere in the corridor through the night vision goggles was eerie and eerie, and gunfire echoed from time to time between the floors. The shock made Jiang Haoran's feet feel numb. He entered the stairwell from the safe entrance and carefully climbed to the second floor, planning to get into a room.
After searching for a while, a very slight abnormal sound suddenly floated into his eardrums. Almost as a conditioned reflex, he suddenly shrank back from the wall. A row of bullets exploded at the location where he was just now, and the shells shattered on the ground.
Jiang Haoran calmed down, set up the gun, and aimed at the target. As a powerful recoil force shook his heart and lungs, the enclosed space was filled with gunpowder smoke, and ammunition and flesh and blood flew everywhere...
The gunfire lasted for nearly half an hour before it gradually subsided. The gunmen around Poison King Casey were dead and injured, but he was the only one left. Jiang Haoran forced him to the roof of the unfinished building. It was the end of the road.
, besieged on all sides.
"SIR, I surrender." He is a drug dealer, not a martyr. Naturally, he cannot use his flesh and blood to fight against the rifle in Jiang Haoran's hand.
In the dusk, the police officer's face was as cold as snow. He approached him step by step and pushed him to the rooftop. The gun was always pointed at his head and refused to move away. The killing intent in his eyes passed through the night vision goggles and passed through the sight.
It was fixed on him unabashedly, making him shudder.
"Don't shoot." Casey dropped the empty gun and raised his hands to show his sincerity in surrender. He knew that surrendering weapons and not killing was the policy of the police.
Jiang Haoran suddenly threw back the rifle in his hand, took off his night vision goggles, rushed forward with a few strides, and hit Casey with punches and kicks like a storm.
Any resistance seemed ridiculous and weak at this time. Casey fell to the ground dumbfounded, desperately protecting his vitals to avoid being kicked into eunuch by Jiang Haoran. This policeman was probably crazy. He single-handedly killed him from the first floor to the rooftop, and it was like eating.
Beat him as if he had taken the wrong medicine. He must file a complaint against this guy!
"Are you crazy?" he howled in pain.
Jiang Haoran's face was ferocious at this moment, and he was so angry that he shouted in a voice that even he himself could not recognize: "Do you know why I hit you?"
Casey's painful facial features were tangled together, and he said helplessly: "How the hell did I know!"
"The policewoman you asked to be shot was my wife!" The scene of Gong Yueyue being shot flashed into his mind again. This scene has become Jiang Haoran's most terrifying nightmare this whole year.
The roar behind them echoed in their ears along with the footsteps: "Stop hitting HENRRY! Stop!"
Colleagues were stunned by the atrocities they witnessed. Is the crazy man in front of them really the calm, steady, polite Jiang Haoran they know?
In shock, everyone was afraid that Casey would really be beaten to death, so they hurriedly swarmed up and pulled Jiang Haoran away.
Casey is a desperado, but he still has a bit of a strong temper in his bones. Now he is beaten into a bun with red bean paste and lying on the ground in a miserable state. Although he does not dare to do it again, he still refuses to forgive: "How about it?
I just want to find someone to kill her. She killed so many of our brothers, she deserves to die!"
The police officers immediately understood what was going on, pointed at Casey and shouted: "Shut the hell up!"
"I won't shut up! I have a policewoman to bury me with. It's worth dying for me." After saying that, he laughed loudly, and the bloody teeth in his mouth made his whole face look even more vulgar and hateful.
Jiang Haoran's slightly softened expression suddenly froze again. He threw away his colleagues with all his strength, and with lightning speed, he pulled out a pistol from his waist and put it against Casey's forehead.
The pistol's safety clicked, shattering his confidence. He raised his eyelids tremblingly and glanced at Jiang Haoran, who was looking down at him from above. There was nothing but murderous intent in his empty and desperate eyes.
The vibrating sound of the mobile phone seemed extremely thrilling at this moment. Jiang Haoran held a gun against Casey's forehead with one hand, took out the mobile phone with the other hand and pressed the answer button: "Hello?"
The excited voice of Gong Yueyue's mother came from the receiver: "Haoran, she's awake!"
The rural area where Jiang Haoran is located and the hospital where Gong Yueyue is located are 60 kilometers apart, and there is 40 kilometers of urban transportation in the middle. Jiang Haoran just drove the car to the downstairs of the hospital in about half an hour. The current traffic regulations were followed.
Look, he probably needs to take a new driver's license test in the future.
Because he was still armed and had his police gun unloaded, when he rushed into the hospital gate, the oncoming people were so frightened that they automatically made way for him, and the young people queuing up behind him to register were talking about him.
"Damn, is there something going on? The special police are here!"
"Don't be ridiculous, okay? If something really happens, what's the point of having a policeman? He's not Captain America or Iron Man."
"But it could be the X-Men, you idiot."
"Can you please stop showing off your IQ, you idiots? It's obvious that my wife is about to give birth."
"It's great, there is another cute little Spider-Man in the world."
The faces of the surrounding patients and their families were covered with black lines: "..."
Jiang Haoran rushed into the elevator and just pressed the door button when he saw his old friend Peter in a white coat running after him: "Henry! Wait for me." (To be continued)