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537 tit for tat

Lan Jieying was thinking about Qiao Huangrong, and kept urging the driver to speed up along the way. Although she kept thinking silently in her heart, Qiao Huangrong must not be confused, but she did not dare to take it lightly. Even if you are slow for one second, you may die.

It's gone.

The driver had almost stepped on the accelerator into the gas tank and was speeding along. Fortunately, it was midnight, there were no vehicles on the road, and there were no traffic police, otherwise the driver would not have dared to drive so recklessly.

However, they still attracted the attention of an assault vehicle. Rolls-Royce and Mercedes-Benz were speeding in front. The assault vehicle sounded the alarm and followed behind. Although they kept shouting, Jiang Hua's car did not stop.

The policemen in the assault vehicle were filled with hatred, especially the police sergeant who was leading the team. He kept pounding the seats with his fists and yelled: "You're so arrogant."

"R, there is a Rolls-Royce and a tiger running ahead." The driver of the assault vehicle kindly persuaded: "That's a rich man. Even if you catch him, you can't defeat him. He has a bunch of people."

If you ask for help, you can't sue him."

"Just follow him. Even if I can't sue him, I will arrest him for twenty-four hours. I will disgust him to death."

So the assault vehicle sounded the alarm and followed Jiang Hua, and soon they rushed into a community.

The Rolls-Royce stopped at the downstairs of Qiao Huangrong's house. Lan Jieying immediately rushed upstairs. Jiang Hua was a little slower and was pulled by the police chief who rushed over.

"I am now charging you with dangerous driving."

Jiang Hua smiled and said: "Misunderstandings are all misunderstandings. Please listen to me explain to you."

The police sergeant not only refused to listen, but also reached for the gun on his waist. It didn't matter that he reached out like this, Jiang Hua's bodyguard immediately reacted.

"Put your hands up." The police sergeant pointed at Jiang Hua with a small revolver.

The bodyguards immediately pulled out their Krogs, and four Krogs were pointed at the sergeant. The policemen in the assault vehicles quickly drew their guns and occupied the favorable terrain.

Jiang Hua quickly said to the bodyguard: "Put down the gun."

After listening to Jiang Hua's words, the bodyguard slowly lowered his hand holding the gun. Although the policeman did not lower his gun, the atmosphere relaxed a lot.

"I can't raise my hands. I hate the gesture of surrender." Jiang Hua said with a smile: "A friend of my wife just called my wife without any clue, so we suspected that she was going to commit suicide. This

I just drove all the way here, after all, saving people is like putting out fires."

"So, the person who just rushed upstairs is your wife?" After listening to Jiang Hua's explanation, it seemed reasonable. The police chief slowly put down his gun and waved from behind, and the other police officers also put down their guns.

He dared to do this because he had already recognized Jiang Hua. Although he was a police chief, he was usually very concerned about gossip. At least he recognized that Jiang Hua was Lan Jieying's husband, a billionaire, and he probably wouldn't do it.

Something bad.

After a while, Lan Jieying came downstairs and said anxiously: "I knocked on the door, but no one answered, but Ahao said he smelled gas. I wanted Ahao to kick the door. He said, Wan

Once it is full of gas, if you kick the door, the metal will collide and sparks will occur, which can easily lead to an explosion."

The police chief looked upstairs nervously and shouted behind him: "Call the fire brigade quickly."

"It's too late." Jiang Hua looked upstairs and said, "Which floor does Lingling live on?"

"Fifth floor."

Jiang Hua looked at his bodyguard and asked, "Climb from the outer wall to the fifth floor, break the window, and then climb in. Is that okay with you?"

The bodyguard looked at it and nodded: "No problem, it's just a basic skill of climbing the fifth floor with bare hands."

So the bodyguard handed the gun to his companion for safekeeping, threw off his suit, took a run, jumped up and grabbed the bulge upstairs.

He was as nimble as a monkey and climbed to the fourth floor in a short time. Then he slowly climbed to the fifth floor window and found a place to fix his body.

With all his strength, he broke the window glass with his elbow, and the strong smell of gas inside almost made him faint.

He quickly moved his head away, took a deep breath, and opened the window despite the smell of gas. Fortunately, there was no guardrail on the window, otherwise he really wouldn't be able to get in.

The bodyguard took a deep breath, rushed in, opened all the windows, then opened the door, picked up Qiao Huangrong on the ground, and ran downstairs.

"There is still a pulse, but the breathing is very weak." The bodyguard put Qiao Huangrong on the ground.

The policeman in the assault vehicle brought a portable oxygen bag, put it on Qiao Huangrong's face, and then briefly checked her vital signs.

The inspecting policeman said: "The situation is not good, we need to be sent to the hospital quickly."

Jiang Hua quickly ordered: "Ah Hao, you and Yingying drive her to the hospital. We will arrive soon."

Two bodyguards took Qiao Huangrong into the car, and then the bodyguard named Ah Hao hurriedly drove towards the hospital.

Jiang Hua and the remaining bodyguard stayed behind. After all, he was speeding and had to deal with the situation with the police.

The police chief said seriously: "Mr. Jiang, since you were trying to save others, we will not charge you with this dangerous speeding and driving. We hope you will pay attention to safety when driving in the future."

"It's no problem. My driver hasn't even received a single penalty point so far."

The police chief approached Jiang Hua and asked in a low voice: "As a side note, was the person who was poisoned just now Qiao Huangrong?"

Jiang Hua nodded and said: "You also know that she is a public figure, so I hope this matter will stop until you know it and not spread it to the outside world. She chose to commit suicide in this way because she was under too much pressure. If the media knows,

It might put her under more pressure."

"Understood." The police chief saluted and said, "Don't worry, our police have basic principles for handling affairs and will not disclose citizens' information casually."

The police chief was about to turn around and leave but suddenly turned around and asked nervously: "Mr. Jiang, I would like to ask what happened to the gun in your bodyguard's hand?"

"They are bodyguards from a regular security company. They have gun licenses issued by your police department."

The police sergeant stretched out his hand: "Give me the ID. I think I need to check it. After all, holding a gun is not a trivial matter."

Seeing how Jiang Hua cooperated, the police chief breathed a sigh of relief. Just now, Qiao Huangrong's gossip had disrupted his thoughts and he almost forgot about the gun. Now that he thought about it, he was still covered in cold sweat.

Several bodyguards took out their IDs from their pockets. The police sergeant contacted the main station through the walkie-talkie on his shoulder and confirmed that these people were bodyguards with legal firearms, and then handed back their IDs.

The police sergeant said to the bodyguard who was climbing up the stairs: "Brother, your skills are quite good. You can climb the fifth floor easily."

The bodyguard said nothing. Jiang Hua smiled and explained: "They are all elite scouts. Climbing stairs is a basic skill."


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