Chapter 67

When Leng Feng arrived, there were many bodies lying on the second floor of the abandoned quarry.

Fortunately, Yan Shuya was not hurt, and the party rushed Qin Lang to the hospital.

Qin Lang's old injury was not healed, but a new one was added. The operation lasted for a whole day.

Qin Lang's bones were broken in many places and his internal organs were damaged to varying degrees.

The most fatal wound was his abdomen.

"Mr. Qin's body is the best I've ever seen. It's reasonable to say that ordinary people can't survive long ago. It's lucky that Mr. Qin can survive!"

The doctor's words relieved the people present.

"But Mr. Qin, the president, did something before. When I operated on him, I found that he didn't have a piece of good skin. There were countless wounds, including many gunshot wounds."

The doctor asked again, "President Yan, could Mr. Qin be..."

Yan Shuya doesn't know about it. She can only guess about it.

However, Qin Lang twice spared no effort to save her, even his own life.

After these two things, Yan Shuya doesn't care any more. She only hopes Qin Lang can live.

"Thank you! I hope you can keep a secret about Qin Lang Yan Shuya stands up with a smile.

Xiaobing immediately handed him a bank card: "thank you for Mr. Qin's injury!"

"The president! It's impossible. "

The doctor was flattered: "it's my duty to save the dying and heal the wounded. You can rest assured that I will not mention anything about Mr. Qin."

Then the doctor closed the door and left.

Standing in the corridor outside, he could not help sighing that the life of the rich was not as beautiful as ordinary people imagined, and the complexity was beyond his imagination.

He'd better be a doctor honestly!

A few days later, Qin Lang woke up.

The killer who kidnapped Yan Shuya has been detained by Leng Feng in Xinghe base. Qin Lang still has many questions to answer.

That afternoon, he opened his mouth and followed Leng Feng to Xinghe base.

In the basement of the base, there is only a yellow chandelier on the ceiling.

A killer in the cage is covered with blood. Under the light, he shrinks in a corner in fear: "who are you? Intelligence says that you are just an ordinary person. Why do you have such great skills? "

And the surrounding environment also indicates that he may have provoked the wrong people this time.

Qin Lang, still wrapped in gauze, sat down with the help of Eiffel: "my identity, you are not qualified to know. I ask you, who sent you here?"

It's the rule that a man can't disclose his employer's information even if he is dead.

"Boss! This guy is no better than ordinary people. He has been trained to fight against prisoners of war. Ordinary means can't make him talk. "

In the past few days when Qin Lang was in a coma, Leng Feng tried to make the killer speak, but it didn't help.

Hard bone?

Qin Lang sneers. In Yinlong, there are countless ways to make him speak.

"Have you ever heard of living sculpture?" Qin Lang asked with a smile.

On his eyes, the man suddenly felt he was staring at death, can't help shaking.

"The sculpture of a living person is to cut off your flesh piece by piece with a knife, and it is carried out by the doctor to avoid the key points. During this period, you will not die or be in a coma. The sculpture lasts for three days and three nights."

The man swallowed a mouthful of saliva in horror, his lips still closed.

Qin Lang did not say much, let Eiffel help himself out of the secret room.

Soon, a man's sad cry rang out in the secret room. Three minutes later, a thick smell of blood floated out of the secret room.

The building was built under the supervision of Leng Feng himself.

The interior is well built. Even though the secret room is screaming, no sound can be heard outside.

At the base in the forest, the bodyguards are training in an orderly way.

About half an hour later, Leng Feng came out with a bloody silver knife: "boss! He spoke

Leng Feng tells Qin Lang that the killer's name is William Paul, a European. The former was a mercenary from somewhere in Europe. Later, because of the small dividend, he took several brothers out to work alone.

He took this single assassination task from the black net. The target of the task is Yan Shuya and Qin lang. the employer of this single task is either someone else or Jiang Hong, the Jiang family in Jiulongwan."It's him!"

Qin Lang was not too shocked by this answer.

In Jiulongwan, Qin Lang can't think of a second person who has a deep blood feud with Yan Shuya.

"Boss, do you want me to deal with it?"

The cold front is killing people.

In his mind, Qin Lang is his boss.

The boss is tolerant and has let the Jiang family go many times.

But the Jiang family didn't know how to repent and wanted Qin Lang's life several times.

Anyone who wants to kill Qin Lang is the enemy of his cold front.

Qin Lang shook his head: "Jiang Hong lost his grandson. Let's call it a day."

"But! It's not necessary for him to do anything to me, but he shouldn't do anything to Yan Shuya. "

"Leng Feng, I'd like to punish you. If Jiang Hong wants to live in his old age, please give me some peace."

"Yes Leng Feng smiles. This is Qin Lang he knows.

In those days, who dared to be disrespectful to Qin Lang on the battlefield? Qin Lang had countless means to make his life worse than death.

If Qin Lang hadn't stopped him all the time, he would have done something to the Jiang family. What's the matter today.

Qin Lang stayed in the hospital for half a month, and his wounds basically healed. In the afternoon, accompanied by Yan Shuya, he went through the discharge procedures and went home to recuperate.

When he got home, Qin Lang smelled the smell of food.

"Rare! I didn't expect that our president would cook. "

Looking at the table full of food, Qin Lang joked.

Yan Shu Ya gives him a white look and looks at Eiffel on the sofa: "it's not me, it's Eiffel."

After hearing the speech, Qin Lang stopped talking.

"Brother Qin Lang, you are in good health. I stewed black chicken ginseng soup for you. Come and have a taste."

Eiffel said to help Qin Lang soup, warmly invited Qin Lang to sit down, she has the anti Hakka here as their own home.

This lets one side of speech book elegant facial expression is very cold, Yuan Xi is also the vision disdain of aimed at her two eyes.

Two people whispered on the sofa.

"Sister Yan, you don't care if all your enemies come to you?"

Yan Shuya sighs, how to manage?

She wants to manage, but she can't do anything except manage the company and family affairs.

"Sister Yan, I've heard that this rival can't be connived at. The more you connive at her, the more you look down on her. It will be bad then."

"Really?"

"Of course!"

Yuanxi kid big, patted his chest and said: "sister Yan, I'm not as good as you in terms of ability, but if you want to say feelings, you have to listen to me. If you want to keep a man, you have to keep his stomach first."

Yuan Xi's words make Yan Shuya feel a sense of crisis. She is even considering whether she should learn cooking well?