"I want to go to Jianghai immediately. Dad, please tell Zifeng to leave as soon as possible..."
The sound of the phone being hung up rang in the room. Looking at the echoing phone, Ying Haisheng's face turned livid and gloomy as if he was about to fall. When he saw Ying Zilan was about to leave, he stood up suddenly.
"Stop, we have so many people in Jianghai, what's the use of rushing over at this time!"
"Maybe it can be saved..."
"There's nothing to be redeemed! If something happens to that bastard who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth, let him do it! However, my Gu Jiaming doesn't dare to go too far. If he can do it, so can we!"
"No matter what, Zifeng is my brother." Ying Zilan glared at her father, "He must be let go immediately..."
At the same moment, Jiaming was driving the car through the streets of Jianghai. Tens of thousands of feet in the air, the melody of "Rain or Shine" sounded in the cabin of the flight from Jianghai to Vienna.
Lingjing sat there and listened quietly.
You are my only bet in this life,
Only a period of time remains,
Let me have no regrets,
Give wholeheartedly.
Afraid that you will be sad, afraid that you will cry,
I'm afraid you'll be lonely, I'm afraid you'll be confused,
The red dust is thousands of miles away,
I can go day and night..."
Amidst the singing, a man and a woman in the rear seats stood up and walked from the aisle to the front of the cabin. When the two passed by the quiet seat, they glanced at the girl intentionally or unintentionally. The middle-aged man next to them was reading a newspaper.
, when the two people walked past him, he raised his head and turned the page of the newspaper. Three more people stood up in the back seats.
On Jianghai Street below the sky, Jiaming stepped on the accelerator, and the car passed several cars in front of him like lightning. Two people in one of the police cars stared wide-eyed: "Fuck, I'm going to die!"
Guangzhou. Ying Zilan put down the phone: "My brother and the people around him can't get through at all."
Ying Haisheng, who had just hung up the other phone, waved his hand: "Call other people who may be near him. If you want to leave...the departing flight will have to be transferred back to me..."
You are my constant step throughout my life,
Let me step out of the sky,
Let you fly as much as you want,
Chase with confidence.
Love is a long journey,
Dreams have happiness and dreams have pain.
The joys and sorrows of the human world,
I can sew and mend..."
As the song continued, the two men, a man and a woman, were blocked by the flight attendant at the cockpit door. They took out their IDs. After the flight attendant looked at them, she nervously made a phone call to the cockpit. Then, the cockpit door opened.
The two handed over their documents: "National Security Bureau, what's going on with this broadcast? We got a tip early in the morning and suspected that there were terrorists on this plane. Please contact the airport immediately and return to Jianghai."
At the same time, in the office of the person in charge of the Jianghai Public Security Bureau and the Armed Police Corps, someone said: "Yes!" and hung up the phone. Then, the highest-level assembly bell suddenly rang. Suddenly, people were running upstairs and downstairs, in and out of the courtyard.
The sound of the police and armed police in various uniforms swarmed out of the gathering square. Today, the boss in a suit ran down the corridor and waved to the back: "Quick, quick. It's an emergency..."
…”
In a villa about ten minutes' drive from the airport, Ying Zifeng poured a glass of red wine at the bar and had a night of partying. He had just gotten up, and the buttons of his shirt were open and unbuttoned. When he turned around, he looked at a man who was sitting there.
The gangster boss who had slept all night in the living room raised his glass and said, "The Shazhu Gang is over. Congratulations." His smile was confident and elegant.
The turbine roared and whirled, the rear of the car swung suddenly, and the sound of the brakes came to mind. The car drifted through the 90-degree street corner with extremely thrilling movements. The pedestrians on the roadside were stunned. After a long time, the sound of police sirens came from behind.
The driver of the police car looked obviously pale.
The phone rings.
At the Dongfang family's villa, Fang Zhitian was waiting for the call to be answered: "Hello, Jiaming, this is Fang Zhitian. I have heard from Ying Haisheng that this matter still needs to be discussed. Don't..."
"...Sorry, I'm in a hurry."
The sound of hanging up sounded. Fang Zhitian left the phone on the table and strode out of the room: "Isn't the car here yet? Hurry up." He waved towards Dongfang Road in the living room, "
Xiaolu, come here and persuade Gu Jiaming, there is going to be a big problem..."
"What is Jiaming going to do now?"
"He rushes to send people to be reincarnated..."
Do I love you enough?
Is it good enough for you?
You can ask not to care.
I don’t want you to see my wounds,
It is the wind and rain that once had no regrets,
Do you have enough?
Is the dream good enough?
can be pursued,
Don’t admit defeat…”
"National Security Bureau..."
In the cockpit, the co-pilot turned around. After the man and the woman finished talking about their intentions, he took the ID and looked at it for a while, then handed it back. The two reached out to take it. Under the ID, there was a
The black hole of the silencer was the muzzle of the gun. At the same time, two people coming from behind calmly put their guns on their waists. The other person pointed the muzzle of the gun at the stewardess and covered her mouth.
.
This section of the cabin was covered with curtains, and everyone in the cabin was aroused by the singing on the radio. If you don't look carefully, you basically can't see any problems with six or seven people crowded here, only on the side and rear
, the remaining two companions, a man and a woman, were about to stand up when two pistols were stretched out silently and pressed against the back of their heads, causing them to sit back amidst the singing.
The speeding car turned the corner. Dongfang Wan, who had just come out of a classmate's house, ducked away with an "ah". Seeing the car stop in front of a villa not far away, the two people rushed out and hurriedly approached two men in suits.
The guards ran over to the villa gate. One of them was holding a mobile phone in his hand. She wanted to write down the license plate and call the police, but when she saw that these people were gangsters, she gave up the idea and hurriedly got off the car.
The two were stopped, and four people quarreled at the door. One of them slapped the gang member who was guarding the door on the face. Tensions were tense. It seemed that someone in the villa saw and said something, and the small door opened.
The man holding the phone ran in quickly.
Originally expecting this group of scum to fight among themselves, who knew it would turn out okay? Dongfang Wan felt a little disappointed in her heart. The next moment, the sound of the turbine rotation suddenly increased, and another car entered the street at a faster speed. From her
As police cars passed by at high speed, police cars drove onto the city highway one after another at high speed. The sight made the pedestrians on the roadside feel a little stunned.
At the same time, the convoy of Fang Zhitian and others sped out from Dongfang's house. Also moving at the same time were the action teams, Ye Lian, Cui Guohua... who were in different places in the city at this time...
Sky.
The atmosphere in the cockpit was so tense that it was almost frozen. The co-pilot in the cockpit shrugged and took out a sign: "Dark Lyra, we have cooperated for so many years, don't hurt your feelings, okay? Let this plane arrive in Vienna safely?"
Subsequently, the two people outside the cabin were searched for their weapons and knocked unconscious.
Zhou Huajian's vicissitudes of life and gentle voice echoed in the cabin. No one knew what was happening around them. No one knew the possible dangers. The lyrics were sung once. And again, Lingjing just listened, listened,
Finally, she cried uncontrollably. The cry was so loud that even if she covered her mouth hard, the sound was inevitably heard by the people around her. Her body was shaking violently while crying, and her tears were streaked with tears.
Crossing those beautiful cheeks, it looks poignant and beautiful, like a pearl.
The middle-aged man next to her took out a tissue and waited for her to calm down a little before handing it over.
As if protected by a huge figure, amidst the sound of music, the plane sailed smoothly out of the clouds, carrying the girl's sad past and the still unknown future, heading towards Vienna.
At the door of the villa, Jiaming walked out of the car door. August was like a fire, the time was ten o'clock in the morning, and the nearly direct sunlight shone down, with a burning heat that seemed to burn everything...
Dongfang Wan was stunned for a while before walking over.
She was still cursing in her heart that this desperate guy was racing, but who knew that the second car stopped and it was Jia Ming who came out. She couldn't help but be a little surprised. For her who always drove at a slow speed, the car drove like this,
It was an absolutely deadly place. She had known Jiaming for so long, and she had never known that his driving skills were so good. But the most important thing was that she had never seen Jiaming like this.
Recalling the scene when the voice stepped out of the car door, she even felt... a little like Jian Suyan's feeling, that kind of casual and indifferent, looking down on everything.
Such thoughts flashed through her mind. After all, the person in front of her was still the Gu Jiaming she had always been in contact with, not the shadow she admired most in her heart. She ran over: "Jia Ming, I heard about the Shashadi incident. She...
…”
Halfway through her words, she realized that Jia Ming was actually walking towards the gangster's villa. She was a little confused for a moment. The two big men guarding the door looked a little unkind to the young man who was walking straight towards him. One of them
Just now he was slapped for no reason. When he saw Jiaming approaching, he was the first to greet him, followed by the other one.
She didn't know what to say, but seeing Jiaming getting closer and closer to the two gangsters, she also walked closer and subconsciously reached out to pull him: "Hey..."
At the same moment, the big man who had just been beaten was about to stop Jiaming: "Hey..."
Buzz buzz buzz buzz—
The next moment, the entire large iron door trembled and made an ancient sound, which lasted for a long time! Dongfang Wan was stunned on the spot.
For her, everything just happened in an instant. Before the final sound of "Hey" could be heard, Jiaming raised his hand, and then, the figure rushed forward like a phantom. Both of them were estimated to weigh more than one meter.
The 100-kilogram man was held down in front of his face in an instant, and then his body was dragged by his head, and he crossed a distance of two meters in an instant.
It was as if the moment when Yu Shoucang was killed was reappearing at this moment. The backs of the two men's heads were pressed hard against the iron door. In the sunlight, there was blood, brains, and broken heads. Dang Jiaming let go of his hands.
The bodies of the two fell to the ground like broken sacks. Dongfang Wan stood on the side of the road, staring at everything in a daze, her open lips trembling, and her mind could not turn around this sudden turn.
In a somewhat confused mood, Jiaming seemed to turn around and spoke to her: "Get out of here."
At this time, in the villa, Ying Zifeng finally received calls from his father and brother.
The prelude of Pei Luojia is over, this is the real August Fire.
Today’s update is 13,000 words, and I don’t want to play any monthly ticket game anymore, so the last chapter mentioned adding updates, and I didn’t determine the number of monthly tickets. I will send them out as soon as they are coded. See how kind I am, if you still have monthly tickets, is it okay?
I have taken it out. If you encourage me, I will be more motivated in the future...
To be honest, every time I think of Jiaming sending Lingjing away and starting the battle, I think of Zhou Huajian's song "Rain or Rain". This chapter has a lot of sub-shots, but if I look at it more carefully, I think it should still be understandable.
It's within the scope, will it feel like a movie... Well, there shouldn't be anyone who can't understand it, right? It should be better to imagine while listening to the song...