Although Huo Qi left, the bodyguards outside were guarded one after another, and if Wen Shiqing hadn't come in while the bodyguards were taking a nap, they probably wouldn't be able to get in.

Wen Shiqing said that he would not leave.

Jiang has started to worry again, Wen Shiqing came here alone, what if he can't beat Huo Qi?

Do we want Wen Shiqing to accompany him in danger?

Jiang Ji's palms were sweating a little, he put his chin on Wen Shiqing's shoulder, and blinked his eyes in confusion, "Why don't you go?"

He raised his head, and his voice was a little low: "Didn't you say that the police will come to rescue me? You don't have to accompany me, the police will rescue me, and I can go out and meet you again."

Wen Shiqing laughed at him: "What do you think?"

Jiang already blinked at him.

Suddenly, the sound of the wooden warehouse came from below, and the bullet was fired, startling a crowd of birds.

Jiang was so frightened that he shrank into Wen Shiqing's arms.

Wen Shiqing raised his hands to cover his ears, with a gentle tone, he raised his eyes to look at the dawning sky: "I'm afraid I can't leave now."

Jiang already clenched his sleeves tightly.

The second after Wen Shiqing finished speaking, the sound of quick footsteps came from the corridor outside the door.

Jiang Ji was like a frightened bird, his whole body was tense and his expression was pale.

Wen Shiqing pulled him back, and said in a soft tone: "Don't be afraid, follow me later."

Jiang already nodded, and he obediently hid behind Wen Shiqing, as if he had found the only remaining sense of security.

These days, it was enough to turn him into a person who completely lost his independent actions.

In the next second, someone broke into the door, and Huo Qi stood at the door with one leg propped up, with a gloomy expression.

His leg was still wrapped with a layer of gauze, and it seemed that the injury was not serious, but he completely ignored the injury on his leg and stared at Jiang Ji and Wen Shiqing.

Followed by a group of black-clothed bodyguards, Huo Qi stood at the door, raised his hand sullenly, and lightly hooked his fingers: "Jiang Ji, come here."

Like calling a puppy.

Jiang already bit his lip and lowered his head without looking at him.

Wen Shiqing slightly raised his hand to wrap Jiang Ji's shoulders, and pulled him into his arms, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, but his eyes were terribly cold: "Mr. Huo made a mistake, this is mine."

Huo Qi's face was gloomy, he twitched the corners of his mouth, and the scar on his eyebrows became more ruthless.

This was the first time he faced Wen Shiqing.

He had heard about Wen Shiqing for a long time. He had heard about him from Tang Suisui. When he was in California, someone paid for his life.

Some people also took orders, but most of them returned bitterly.

Huo Qi smiled deeply: "Mr. Wen, I have admired your name for a long time."

He squeezed the gun tightly in his hand, twisted his neck, and smiled happily.He flicked his wrist slightly, his eyes fell on Jiang Ji again, and his tone became even colder: "Jiang Ji, come here."

Jiang Ji still hid behind Wen Shiqing and didn't move. When he heard Huo Qi's voice, his body trembled slightly, and he seemed terrified.

On the contrary, Huo Qi smiled wickedly. He glanced at the unarmed Wen Shiqing and relaxed his tone.

"It's okay if you don't come here." He threw the wooden warehouse into the arms of his subordinate, and chuckled lightly with the tip of his tongue against the roof of his mouth: "Then let me talk to this Mr. Wen about how we have lived these few days."

There was dead silence after the hail of bullets outside.

Huo Qi didn't seem to worry that he would be captured alive at all. His eyes fell on Wen Shiqing, and he said with great interest, "Don't Mr. Wen wonder how I and my baby Jiang Ji have spent so many days?"

He lifted his chin lightly, and shifted his gaze to the big bed not far away: "See that bed? See those chains? Baby and I have played in every position before."

He frowned slightly, pretending to be aggrieved: "Have you forgotten all this, baby? Have you forgotten how you begged me to let you go?"

Jiang had already been splashed with dirty water, but his expression didn't change much. He gripped Wen Shiqing's clothes tightly and looked up at Wen Shiqing.

Wen Shiqing didn't change his expression because of Huo Qi's words, but frowned slightly, and gently raised his hand to caress the river.

Jiang already lowered his eyes and remained silent.

Huo Qi didn't get the response he wanted, and he was obviously irritable. He frowned, brushed his tongue across his teeth, and said in a bad tone: "Mr. Wen doesn't seem to mind at all. Mr. Wen is willing to take over things that I have broken.You underestimated Mr. Wen."

He looked at Jiang Ji naked, gloating: "But what should I do? Jiang Ji also called me by my name on the bed."

Wen Shiqing didn't move, but took a step back suddenly.

Hodge's face gradually twisted.

The indifference of the two people on the opposite side made him look like a clown, which made him feel humiliated and frustrated.

He closed his eyes, snatched the gun from the bodyguard's hand, loaded it suddenly, and aimed the gun at Wen Shiqing and Jiang Ji who were facing him.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and laughed a little maniacally: "Since we are here today, no one should even think about going out."

Hodge: "Everyone die together."

He planted explosives all around the house.

Maybe he was preparing to kidnap Jiang already, and he didn't want to leave alive.

But Hodge was still a little reconciled.

He can't get Jiang Ji, his physical defect makes him feel sick when he kisses Jiang Ji, but Jiang Ji really attracts him.

Such a person has been unruly and unruly at the beginning, and now he is afraid of him and afraid of him.

Such a change made him feel extremely happy, as if he had seen him kneeling at the bottom of his trousers begging for mercy, crying bitterly.

The pleasure of conquering others is what Huo Qi likes most in this world.

However, since he was about to die, he had no reason to hand over the prey he had tamed.

He wants to drag them to hell together.

Huo Qi chuckled: "Then let's be companions on Huangquan Road."

He pulled the trigger and aimed at Wen Shiqing.

As long as he fired a gun, the explosives inside and outside the house would explode.

No one can escape.

He smiled softly, bent his fingers lightly, and pressed the gun.

At the same time, Wen Shiqing pulled Jiang Ji back and fell down the stairs.

In just one second, when Huo Qi pulled the trigger, Jiang suddenly raised his hand, and a gun came from nowhere in his hand, aiming at Huo Qi.

The boy's eyes were cold and murderous.

The moment the gun was fired, the bullets in Huo Qi's gun came towards him, only half an inch away, and passed by his eyes, followed by the extremely fast howling wind.

Jiang was already in Wen Shiqing's arms, and his heart was beating extremely fast.'

He didn't know if he aimed at Huo Qi, and he didn't know if Huo Qi would be killed by him.

These are not important, he grabbed Wen Shiqing's skirt, his fingers trembling, he couldn't tell whether it was nervousness or fear.

The howling wind blew into his eardrums, and he couldn't hear anything, and couldn't think anything.

It wasn't until he landed on the soft air cushion that he came back to his senses.

Wen Shiqing lay under him, so that Jiang was not affected by any impact, and he was rescued intact.

Jiang Ji's lips moved slightly, and before he could speak, Wen Shiqing gently raised his hand and pressed his head against his chest.

The man's strong heartbeat was extremely fast, which showed that he was not as calm as he appeared on the surface.

Jiang already listened to the sound of his heartbeat, closed his eyes slightly, feeling a little exhausted.

He didn't open his eyes until Lu Heming's panicked voice came.

Lu Heming came in a hurry, thinking that something happened to him, and ran over to help him.

Jiang already stood up with his strength, and almost cried when he saw a familiar face.

His face was wrinkled, wanting to cry and laugh, "Lu Heming..."

Lu Heming looked at him, his eyes suddenly turned red.

He raised his hand, wanting to wipe Jiang Ji's tears, but stopped when his hand was half an inch away from his eyes.

He withdrew his hand, and suddenly raised his hand to hug Jiang Ji. He gritted his teeth and cried, "Damn, I thought you were dead..."

Jiang was frightened. It was the first time he saw Lu Heming crying.

When Lu Heming was tortured by his mother, he didn't cry, he always seemed to be listless and didn't care about anything else.

But now he was crying, and Jiang was a little at a loss.

Fortunately, Lu Heming didn't cry for too long, wiped away his tears, raised his hand and punched Jiang Ji on the shoulder: "It's good to be alive, it's good to be alive."

Jiang already smiled.

The bombs around did not detonate, and there was no movement at all.

Jiang Ji was puzzled at first, but suddenly realized when he saw four or five police cars parked not far away.

Sure enough, there was movement from upstairs.

The police have taken over the entire building and everyone has been arrested.

Jiang already turned his head subconsciously, and saw Wen Shiqing standing behind him.

Wen Shiqing touched his lips and smiled at him.

At this time, the sky was white, and the morning sun shone down from the east, and it was dawn.

Jiang already saw Wen Shiqing's appearance clearly.

He was thinner than he imagined, a lot thinner, and his spirit was not good. People believed that the Wen family went bankrupt and he wandered on the streets.

Jiang already had tears in his throat, he pursed his lips, and walked over to hold Wen Shiqing's hand.

Wen Shiqing laughed at him: "Squeamish, it's okay."

Jiang Ji laughed, thought of something, and paused: "What Huo Qi said just now is all false, we didn't..."

Wen Shiqing froze for a moment, clenched his hand, thinking about something: "Why do you think I doubt or mind?"

Jiang has raised his eyes.

Wen Shiqing was helpless: "It seems that I still can't fully trust Xiaojiang."

Jiang already moved his mouth, trying to say something.

But Wen Shiqing cut off his beard, he slightly raised his arms to hug Jiang Ji, put his chin on Jiang Ji's shoulder, a little tired: "But it doesn't matter."

"Xiao Jiang, we have a long way to go in Japan."

The word "to Japan is long" is too beautiful.

It is Jiang Ji's favorite word in his life.

He hoped that everything about him would last forever.

Jiang Ji nodded: "Wen Shiqing, we have a bright future."

There was no response from his ear, he raised his hand slightly, turned his head to look at the side face that was very close to him.

The man closed his eyes and remained silent.

Jiang paused: "Wen Shiqing?"

Wen Shiqing didn't respond.

His fingers trembled slightly, and he looked up at the busy people around him.

The voice trembled: "Come on, someone has fainted—"

Jiang had never thought that Wen Shiqing would be so serious.

In other words, no one expected his legs to be so serious.

Assistant Yang, who was closer, was frowning. He looked at Jiang Ji who was sitting on a chair in the corridor.

The young man straightened his back, obviously just out of danger, but now he seemed to be trapped in a lonely whirlpool.

Lonely and helpless.

He looked at the door of the operating room motionlessly, like an old tree with no vitality.