The waiter and the fake security guard took the opportunity to jump over the courtyard wall, and several bodyguards led the security guards to chase them out.
"Xiao Yang, how are you?" Ma Guoliang came out and saw Lan Feiyang bleeding from his forehead, and couldn't help asking with concern.
"It's okay, it's just a little scratch on the skin." Lan Feiyang said, covering his burning forehead.
"Then go to the hospital quickly."
"Di'er, Di'er..." The police and 120 ambulance arrived quickly.
A police patrol car that heard the gunshots and came over locked onto the Volkswagen car carrying the three criminals who fled in a hurry, and quickly contacted the leaders of the city bureau and called all traffic police. The patrol police closely monitored the movements of the car.
Several 120 ambulances brought four seriously injured people, including the birthday boy Ma Wangzu, to the hospital together with Lan Feiyang.
In addition to the pain in the back of Lan Feiyang's heart from the kick, Lan Feiyang's forehead was scratched by the bullet. This time it is probably not a matter of a faint and inconspicuous scar, and it might really be disfigured.
As soon as the bandage came out, reporters swarmed around him to interview him. "Mr. Yang, you are not Ma Zhai's bodyguard. Why were you the first to step forward in such a dangerous moment?"
"Young Warrior Yang, what did you think when you faced the brutal gangsters?"
"Mr. Yang, why do you end up working as a bodyguard for a little-known company when you have such good skills?"
"Mr. Yang, where did you learn this excellent kung fu? From your ancestors or from which master?"
…
Lan Feiyang really has a headache. It seems that it is better to keep a low profile. Wouldn't it be fatal to be chased by reporters like this and inquire about the truth?
What's more, he doesn't fully belong to this era yet. The real him now is just a ten-year-old boy in the third grade of elementary school!
At this time, even Ma Guoliang was surrounded by two reporters. "Mr. Ma, it is said that you are the boss of Yang Lanyishi. May I ask, what kind of person is he usually?"
Ma Guoliang, who originally thought Lan Feiyang was a bit reckless, was not polite at this moment and spoke eloquently: "Yang Lan is a diligent, brave and good young man with a very righteous heart. The first time I met him was: I was beaten by several people.
A young gangster stopped me from beating me, but he happened to be passing by and stepped forward to save me."
"That's why I hired him as my bodyguard. But he is not just an ordinary bodyguard. He has gone to college and understands business secretarial skills, so he actually also serves as my secretary and assistant. To be honest, I am so excited to have such a person like him.
So proud of our staff!”
The lean and bespectacled man who was interviewing Lan Feiyang at Qiqiang Company couldn't help but be dumbfounded when he saw the sudden news: Isn't this the young man who applied for the job more than a month ago? He really helped the police catch the gangsters, even wearing gauze.
The scars are all in the same location.
Wow, my skills are so great! If my boss knows that I am snobbish and let such a master go, I guess he will be beaten even if I don't get fired?
What? This just happened tonight? Then why did he apply for the job more than a month ago, covered with gauze? Could it be that he went back in time?
The lean man with glasses was as frightened as if he had seen a ghost.
"My master is a reclusive master who doesn't like to have a false reputation. So it's not convenient for me to reveal his name."
Lan Feiyang scratched his head in front of the video, "As for why I worked at Guoliang Construction Company instead of working as a bodyguard in a big company. This is opportunity and fate. To be honest, I applied for a bodyguard job at Qiqiang Company, but the temple
I was too big and had a high opinion of myself, so I was rejected during the interview.”
"What? This Yang Lan once came to our Qiqiang to apply for a bodyguard position?" After hearing this, Li Weihong slapped his palm on the coffee table angrily, lifted the lid of the tea cup off Lao Gao, and spilled the tea.
"Who is it? Who interviewed him at that time? I can't ask for such a master, and there is someone who is blind, and he was eliminated during the interview?!"...
Guo Honglian didn't wait for Lan Feiyang's call in the dormitory. It was already past 10:30, so she had to go to bed.
Because the school gate usually closes at 11:30 p.m., and Lan Feiyang won't come back yet, she won't be able to see him tonight. But as soon as she lay down for a while, her phone rang, and she happily pressed the answer button.
"Lian, are you asleep?" Lan Feiyang's familiar gentle voice reached his eardrums.
"I just went to bed, not yet. Have you just come back?" Guo Honglian asked in a low voice.
"Yes, I haven't gotten home yet. Something unexpected happened tonight and I haven't had time to call you. You must be impatient?"
"No, it's okay." Guo Honglian's heart was filled with sweetness and tenderness, "It's so late, then you go back to sleep."
"Okay." Lan Feiyang nodded, "Will you have a rest tomorrow?"
"Have a rest. I usually have Saturdays and Sundays off. I don't even have to go to tutor tomorrow. The girl has a birthday and she has to celebrate it with a bunch of classmates. What, do you have any plans? Did you find something else?
New business opportunities?”
"That's not true. It's just that I have a day off tomorrow. Can you come to my place?"
"Yeah, okay." Guo Honglian nodded.
"See you tomorrow then."
"See you tomorrow!"
Lan Feiyang returned to the rental house tiredly, washed up hastily, and was about to go to bed. When he pulled back the folded blanket, he suddenly saw a large piece of blood under the blanket that had turned dark.
He couldn't help but be surprised: Why is there a blood stain here? He vaguely remembered last night when he saw Guo Honglian in a daze holding a ball of bright red toilet paper. Could it be that I was too violent and hurt her? Oh my God, what about her?
How painful it is!
I'm such a fool, why do I just care about my own comfort and pleasure, and don't care about her feelings. She is still just a girl now...
The poor confused boy didn't even think about the possibility that this might be a loss of virginity. After all, in his consciousness, Guo Honglian was no longer virgin.
The next morning, Guo Honglian was eating with her head down in the cafeteria while listening to her classmates discuss the tragic shooting that occurred in the luxury villa last night.
It is said that the birthday boy, Wangzu, died after ineffective resuscitation; there is also a security guard who is still not out of danger.
The three gangsters were killed and injured in the full pursuit of the police, and the remaining one is still at large.
Suddenly, Xiaoli pointed to the large color TV in the cafeteria that was playing the morning news and said, "Hey, Guo Honglian, isn't that your cousin who came to Bohai for an internship?"
Guo Honglian looked up and saw that it was indeed Yang Lan. She saw that he had received a vicious kick from the gangster in the back. A bullet whizzed diagonally in front of him and flew past his forehead. Bright red blood instantly poured out.
Guo Honglian was shocked, put down the half-eaten meal, turned around and ran away: "Xiao Li, help me clean up."
"Hey, where are you going?" Xiaoli shouted from behind.
"I'll go check on him!"
"You're so reckless, do you know which hospital he is in?" Xiaoli muttered, then relieved, "Oh, I forgot, she just rented a mobile phone. You can call and ask."