Chapter 467

Growing up in a Shangguan family, she had all the skills she should have. She searched, explored, and finally found the place where Rong Yan was imprisoned. It took her less than half an hour.

A low garage full of blood smell, like a slaughterhouse, is hung with a row of iron tools. It looks like tools, but it's more appropriate to say that it's torture tools. At a glance, 77 knows what the purpose is.

She is quite disrespectful, playing a small flashlight inside a little bit of search, whispered, "Rong Yan? Rong Yan

Her voice startled the people inside, a few knife rough crazy male voice sounded together, "who?"

"Which son of a bitch, get out of here!"

"Boss, you heard me wrong! It's the boy's voice. Cut off his hand and take revenge on Huang Mao! "

"This smelly boy is shameless and dare not save our brother. Let's chop his hands first, and then throw him to feed the dog."

The snow-white knife is raised. Under the refraction of the light, a cold light passes through her eyes. The dart in her hand is just on the hand holding the knife.

With a scream, Rong Yan opened his eyes and saw that his shackled hands were still on his wrist. His eyes were full of surprise.

Wait, who just saved him?

The girl's pretty shadow appeared, shot and shot, snatched him from other people's hands in a few moments, then took him all the way to the car and drove out of the warehouse.

The gunshots coming from behind are endless. Rong yanqiqi is tied to the co pilot with a seat belt. Looking at her skillful action, she seems to be breaking through a lot of bullets. Rong Yan can't help but be stunned, "do you... Still have this ability?"

How can such a pure girl have such a fierce face?

Did he allow the eldest son to be stupid?

"I don't have the ability. Your hands have long been gone." Seven seven slanted a white eye to allow Yan, see his this pair of injured blood drenched hands, can't help but feel distressed again.

She remembered that Rong Yan cherished his hands most. He didn't know how many times a day he had to wash them. He washed them with essential oil and soaked them with milk petals. His hands with clear bones and fair skin were seven or eight points more beautiful than women's hands. It was really enviable.

But now the hands are full of trauma, it seems even move, let him pain bared teeth.

It was these hands that opened her chest, changed her heart, and made her wake up again. Her respect for these hands was just like her own life.

"Hello! I'm catching up

Rong Yan is a dandy, but he doesn't want to make fun of it at all.

He is the only son of the three generations of Rong family. He doesn't want to make fun of his own life.

What's more, I don't blame him for his boasting. He's a rare medical genius in a hundred years. He died early. What about many patients? So many complicated diseases, who will study and treat them?

With the steering wheel in one hand and the gun in the other hand, 771 fired a shot at the back. The action was simple, natural and neat. Rong Yan clapped his hands and praised, "nice girl!"

As soon as he clapped his hands, a deep pain came to his heart.

MD ！ The pain of heart to heart is really not covered!

"Can you still shoot?" Seven seven handed a gun to Rong Yan, who looked down and was surprised, "ah? You want me to shoot you. "

"Nonsense! Or you'll drive? "

"I'd better shoot."

Rong Yan swallowed saliva, silently took up the gun, thought of the fear of being dominated by the officer in the army.

He's just a military doctor. He wants to learn everything like special forces!

I didn't see Huo Tingchen, Shen Yuxuan and other people come to learn medical skills!

It's just trying to embarrass him!