When Yuwen Lang let out a scream, Wei Hongchao rushed in and dragged him out.
Although it only lasted a short time, most of Yu Wenlang's hair and clothes were burned off, and his skin was burned in more than a dozen places, showing the ferocity of the fire.
Yuwen Langjie was trembling with fear on his face.
Compared to having his head blown off with a gunshot, the impact of being burned alive in a sea of fire is ten times greater.
He opened his mouth to say something, but couldn't slow down and speak.
"Master Ye, I know you hate him for attacking Mr. Tang."
"But don't kill him yet."
"He is the son of Yu Wenhualong, and he is of great value. The enemy is well prepared this time, and it will definitely not be easy for us to evacuate."
"Keep him as a talisman."
"And the circumstances of this attack have not yet been clarified. A careful interrogation should be able to dig something out of his mouth."
Seeing Ye Fan frowning, Wei Hongchao hurriedly interrupted Yu Wenlang's hands, and then ran over to persuade Ye Fan.
"Then leave him to you."
Ye Fan did not waste time on Yuwen Lang, and he could see that Yuwen Lang's spirit had collapsed, and the fear of fire would make him dare not speak harshly.
He said nothing and rushed forward more than ten meters.
A beautiful shadow has been reflected in his field of vision.
Ye Fan stopped and looked at Tang Ruoxue who was picked up by the Flying Snake team members.
As delicate and lovely as ever, even if stained by smoke and blood, her charming eyes are still calm and slightly tinged with coldness.
Ye Fan felt relieved and looked at the woman.
Tang Ruoxue also stopped walking.
The two people's eyes met in mid-air, looking at each other sincerely, like long-lost lovers.
Tang Ruoxue staggered: "Ye Fan, is it really you?"
She felt everything in her heart at the moment, fear, joy, worry, dreams... All kinds of feelings were intertwined together, making her shouts have a faint sound of crying.
She was worried that this was a dream, a dream when she was desperate to the extreme, so she didn't dare to touch or get close easily.
Looking at the injured and bloody woman, Ye Fan felt a pain in his heart and responded softly: "It's me."
Tang Ruoxue took a few steps forward, her lips slightly opened, rising and falling proudly.
She put her slender hands on both sides of her thighs, wondering if she should hug Ye Fan.
Ye Fan looked at the woman in front of him, and his heart was filled with emotions. Fate was really unfair to this woman, and she always suffered too many hardships.
Hearing Ye Fan's voice, Tang Ruoxue's red lips moved slightly: "Ye Fan..." The firelight shone on her body, and the rain wet her hair.
Looking at her misty eyes and her dazed state of disbelief, Ye Fan could no longer restrain himself and rushed forward to hold her in his arms.
"Sorry, I'm late."
He hugged the woman he almost lost tightly and buried his face deeply in Tang Ruoxue's hair.
Tang Ruoxue's voice was choked with sobs: "It's my turn to say sorry for putting you in danger for thousands of miles..." "Master Ye, Miss Tang was shot in the abdomen and inhaled a lot of smoke. Check her quickly."
At this time, Tang Qi, who was the last one to slide down from the rooftop rope, rushed to Ye Fan's side and reminded anxiously: "See if the fetus is OK."
He added: "I'm worried about what might happen if the fetus is too small."
Tang Ruoxue quickly shouted: "Shut up!"
Tang Qi smiled awkwardly and ran away.
"Ye Fan, there is no such thing..." Tang Ruoxue wanted to hide it from Ye Fan, but found that he was as stiff as a stone.
fetus?
Ye Fan reacted and trembled, almost falling down.
He grabbed Tang Ruoxue's hand that was trying to avoid it and shouted, "Are you pregnant?
When did you have the child?"
He was uncontrollably excited: "Whose child is this?"
Tang Ruoxue was a little shy and wanted to avoid Mark's gaze, but she snorted when she heard him say who the child was.
She pushed Ye Fan away: "The child is mine."
Ye Fan was incoherent: "No, I mean the child's father..." He knew Tang Ruoxue's personality and believed in his character. He had already guessed who the child's father was, but he just wanted to confirm it instinctively.
Tang Ruoxue made a pretty face: "The child has no father!"
"The child is mine, right?
It was left behind in Hong Kong City at that time, right?"
Ye Fan rushed forward regardless, turned the stone of life and death to feel his pulse, and then he was ecstatic: "Yes, yes, the time is right, it was the time in Hong Kong City."
"Hahaha, I didn't expect that I would have a child. I didn't expect that I would have a child."
Ye Fan held Tang Ruoxue's hand tightly and refused to let go: "Ruoxue, why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"What do you want me to do if something happens to you and your child this time?"
“Why are you still running around when you have a child?
Aren't you afraid that if you make a mistake, you will regret it for the rest of your life?"
While Ye Fan complained a few words to Tang Ruoxue, he injected all the accumulated seven pieces of white light into her and cleaned up all the wounds and thick smoke on her abdomen.
Then he took the red and white medicine and applied it to Tang Ruoxue's wound.
Tang Ruoxue suddenly became energetic, and her pretty face became more energetic and rosy.
She was surprised to find that the wound no longer hurt, her difficult breathing became smoother, and even the fetus in her belly became full of vitality.
Ye Fan put away the beauty and white medicine and warned: "Don't run around anymore."
Tang Ruoxue hesitated, wanting to talk about being bitten by a 'zombie'. She hadn't decided whether to have children yet, but she gave up the idea when she saw Ye Fan's happiness.
"I came to the guest country firstly because I want to stay away from the affairs of the Tang Sect and be quiet, and secondly because I want to find a quiet environment to take good care of myself."
"I was living a good life these days, but then I happened to see Yu Wenlang committing murder, so I couldn't help but rescue people."
She smiled bitterly: "I really didn't expect to cause such a big disaster."
"Even if you think about it, you will still save people."
Ye Fan smiled understandingly: "Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. I have stabilized the condition of you and the fetus. Let's return to China now."
"We'll talk about everything later when we get back."
With so many people killed and injured, including Luang Po Pan and Yu Wenlang, it is definitely not suitable to stay here for a long time.
Tang Ruoxue nodded slightly: "Okay, I listen to you."
Ye Fan took Tang Ruoxue and turned around, and shouted to Wei Hong: "Bring enough weapons and evacuate with Yuwen Lang."
Wei Hongchao, Tang Qi and the others immediately took action, picked up the weapons from the Dragon Temple, and several intact fire battalions, and then prepared to get into the car and leave.
“Bang——” Just at this moment, there was another loud bang from the door, and the ajar iron door was knocked out.
Then, three fire trucks roared in, followed by twenty dark green jeeps.
The car stopped, the door opened, and nearly a hundred uniformed men and women came out with weapons, spread out in a fan shape, and blocked Ye Fan's path.
Wei Hongchao, Tang Qi and the others quickly dispersed and hid behind the car in a fighting posture.
Ye Fan also pulled Tang Ruoxue behind him, his eyes as cold as ice and snow: "Looking for death!"
For the sake of Tang Ruoxue and the children, Ye Fan didn't mind going on a killing spree.
"Woo-" Just at this moment, another commercial car drove over, the door opened, and a young man wearing a suit and tie got out.
In the car sat a burly black man wearing a white uniform.
A look of arrogance.
"Doctor Ye, hello, hello."
The middle-aged man quickly walked up to Ye Fan and respectfully handed over a gilded business card: "I am Duan Muyun, Binguo Branch of Emgrand Bank. My elder brother Duan Mufeng asked me to let you know."
"He is in the western restaurant of Baocheng Hilton Hotel. I hope you can send someone to send the template there..."
