Chapter 242 Ran Qiuye
Ran Qiuye had almost no time to think, and her body instinctively blocked behind He Feng. It was as if time had frozen at this moment, and there was only one thought in her mind, that is, to protect He Feng from harm no matter what.
Just like that, Ran Qiuye rushed behind He Feng at an astonishing speed and used her weak body to block the whistling fatal bullet.
Ran Qiuye spat a mouthful of blood on He Feng's face. He Feng was stunned for a moment. The person he loved the most was shot in front of him. His eyes instantly became fierce, and his heart was filled with anger and grief. He Feng raised the gun in his hand without hesitation and began to fight back frantically.
He Feng's movements were agile and accurate, and every bullet was fired at the enemy with his anger. He had only one thought in his mind, which was to avenge Ran Qiuye. Under his fierce attack, the enemies fell one after another, but he did not stop. He wanted to make everyone who hurt Ran Qiuye pay the price.
He Feng quickly tore off a corner of his clothes and tightly wrapped it around Ran Qiuye's injured and bleeding part, trying to temporarily stop the continuous flow of blood. While his movements were gentle and quick, he comforted her: "Ran Qiuye, hold on, you will be fine, our comrades will be here soon!"
However, Ran Qiuye shook her head weakly. Her pale face was full of determination. She looked at He Feng firmly and said, "He Feng, don't worry about me. Let's go! I will only be a burden to you if you take me with you."
How could He Feng be willing to abandon Ran Qiuye and escape alone? He responded firmly: "No, Ran Qiuye, I won't abandon you! You must believe me, we can definitely get through this." After that, he gently leaned Ran Qiuye against the tree so that she could feel a little more comfortable.
He Feng knew that he had a limited number of bullets, so in order to hold on until rescue arrived, he had to carefully control the frequency of his shooting. Every time he pulled the trigger, he had to think carefully to ensure that every shot could play the greatest role.
Ran Qiuye looked at He Feng silently, with complicated thoughts flashing in her eyes, but she did not persuade He Feng to leave after all. Because she knew He Feng's character, once he made a decision, he would never change it easily.
Time passed by, and the bullets in He Feng's hand were gradually used up. He looked helplessly at the pistol that was empty, turned to Ran Qiuye and said with guilt: "Ran Qiuye, this time I have implicated you, if it weren't for me..."
Before he could finish his words, the few remaining killers on the opposite side exchanged glances with each other, and one of them shouted ferociously: "He Feng is out of bullets, everyone come together and kill him!" Then, they approached He Feng and Ran Qiuye with weapons in hand, with great momentum.
He Feng tightly gripped the handle of the gun in his hand, veins bulged on his forehead, his eyes were full of determination and perseverance. He knew that there was no way to retreat at this moment, and only by fighting to the death could he have a chance of survival.
Because the group of vicious killers were approaching step by step, and their hideous faces were as creepy as the evil spirits from hell.
At this critical moment, a siren sounded from far away. It turned out that the comrades from the Public Security Bureau, led by Zheng Qiang, arrived in time! Zheng Qiang led the way and rushed into the battlefield like a tiger, instantly disrupting the killers' formation.
The two sides immediately engaged in a fierce exchange of fire, with gunshots and smoke everywhere. Seeing that the situation was not good, the killers began to slowly retreat, but would the police let them go easily?
Zheng Qiang was quick-witted and pulled out a pistol from his waist and threw it at He Feng, shouting, "Go!"
He Feng reached out and caught the pistol steadily, joining the battle without hesitation.
After a fierce battle, the situation was gradually under the control of the police. At this time, Zheng Qiang quickly walked to He Feng's side and asked with concern: "Director He, are you okay?"
He Feng nodded slightly, indicating that he was fine, and said: "Brother Zheng, I'll leave this to you. I have to take Ran Qiuye to treat the wound."
After that, he turned around and walked to the car parked not far away, carefully carried the injured Ran Qiuye into the car and put him in. Then, he looked back at his comrades who were still busy, took a deep breath, stepped on the accelerator and drove away, heading straight for the hospital.
You know, there are only a few killers here, but Ran Qiuye's injuries are very serious, so he must be sent to the hospital first.
Along the way, He Feng drove anxiously, his eyes occasionally glancing at Ran Qiuye in the passenger seat. She looked as pale as paper, beads of sweat kept rolling down her forehead, and her originally rosy lips had lost their color.
"Qiuye, you must hold on! We will be at the hospital soon, you will be fine!" He Feng anxiously comforted Ran Qiuye while stepping on the accelerator, wishing the car could fly to the hospital entrance immediately.
Ran Qiuye raised her head with difficulty, looked at He Feng who was beside her with a concerned look on his face, and said weakly: "He Feng... didn't you say you had something to tell me? What is it... Can you tell me now..."
He Feng looked at Ran Qiuye's painful appearance with heartache. He said quickly, "Qiuye, don't talk anymore. Save your energy. We'll be at the hospital soon. We'll talk after you get better."
However, Ran Qiuye didn't seem to want to give up. She still stared at He Feng with a dazed look, determined to know the answer.
Blood continued to flow out of her wound, staining the seat red, and her consciousness began to gradually blur.
He Feng was heartbroken when he saw this, but he didn't dare to waste time and could only speed up. Finally, the hospital appeared in front of him. He Feng braked suddenly, got out of the car quickly and ran to the passenger seat, carefully picked up Ran Qiuye, and ran towards the emergency room.
On the way, He Feng could no longer hold back his inner emotions, and shouted to the somewhat unconscious Ran Qiuye in his arms: "Qiuye, I've always wanted to tell you that I love you! On your birthday, I plan to propose to you!"
Hearing this, a faint smile appeared on Ran Qiuye's face, but at this moment, she suddenly loosened her grip on He Feng's hand...
He Feng suddenly lost his strength. Fortunately, the doctor came out and sent Ran Qiuye to the emergency room, but at this time He Feng had no strength left at all.
He suddenly collapsed to the ground. This was the person he loved the most, but he was injured while trying to save him. He didn't know what happened to him now.
He Feng felt that he was very incompetent. Why couldn't he protect anyone?