In the remaining light of young Mu's eyes, he saw the bodyguard approaching Fu Jin slowly from the side door, and his voice was deliberately raised.

Draw everyone's attention to her.

"If Lao Mo is still here today, I will not do it..." Fu opened his mouth to explain two sentences, as if he was aware of something, and suddenly looked back at his back.

Seeing the bodyguard approaching him silently, his face changed.

"Nian Xiaomu, are you deliberately procrastinating? I don't want to talk to you any more, just arrange a car for me and let me get out of here! "

Fu Jin holds factory director Hong in one hand, waves the knife in the other hand, and looks around cautiously.

The bodyguards who had passed by the side door were found before they got close to him.

The situation suddenly became urgent.

The factory's account books have been burned. Factory director Hong's hand is the only hope for checking the accounts.

And if they really let Fu Jin run away, with Mo Kun's help, they want to catch people back, it's hard.

If Mo Kun knew about the east window incident, he would kill people

Fu Jin can't just leave here!

Don't agree with him. Director Hong is in his hands again

For a while, Nian Xiaomu couldn't think of a better way. He was about to pretend to promise Fu Jin first, then try to find a way by taking the time to prepare the car. Suddenly, he heard a scream in front of him.

"Director Hong --"

young Mu was shocked and looked up. He found that director Hong, who was just in front of Fu Jinle's chest, was holding the knife with his hand at the moment.

The sharp knife cut his hand, and blood seeped out of his fingers and dropped to the ground.

There was no timidity in his warm and resolute face.

One by one, "the clothing factory is not only my life's hard work, but also the home of so many employees. It's a place that everyone can use their lives to protect. I'm dead here today, and I can't let you leave with your accounts! You can kill me! "

Factory director Hong roared in a full rage and turned to press Fu Jin on the wall.

"Don't worry about me, vice president Nian. You must leave your accounts in the factory. The murderer who set fire to the factory must not be let go!"

One can give up everything for one's faith.

In Hongshi's heart, clothing factory is his belief.

It is his belief that the workers in these factories need his protection.

They don't leave any effort. The tie dye craft they want to protect is his belief.

It's something he can spare his life to guard!

It is precisely because these people who can give everything for faith, this imperfect world, have not been ruled by darkness, doomed to evil!

All we saw was Hongshi.

But where we can't see, there are many more.

Soldiers guarding the land for our peace and stability.

A doctor who constantly struggles with disease in order to cure the patient.

And those lovely people who have been persisting in carrying forward the excellent national culture

What they do, perhaps in our view, is only a trivial thing.

But it is this little, ordinary and ordinary thing that makes our country better and our life better!

Selfless and fearless.

Such a spirit is unimaginable for a selfish person.

Fu jinleng is in place. His glasses are out of his mind. He stares at Hongshi in front of him.