C17

Ling Ji Mou color a dark, looking at the corner of the tearful little woman, that face, as pale as paper.

"Ling Ji, I'll give you one last chance! Leave the money and I'll give it to you. As for the rest, it's up to you! "

Wu Hui opened his mouth, with sarcasm in his indifferent voice. If the news content of tomorrow morning was that Ling Ji died in order to save his wife, I don't know how many girls would be burning in their hearts?

Ling Ji Mou light dark and dark, the corner of his eyes swept the corner of the blue LAN pale face, finally, nodded his head.

The safe was thrown into Wu Hui's hands.

"Tut Tut, LINGJI, will you have today?" Wu Hui hums coldly, turns over lightly on the motorcycle, the detonator is heavily sincere by him on the ground.

Clinker, voice fell, Ling Ji did not reach out to pick up things on the ground, but a light turn over, grabbed the tail of the motorcycle.

Wu Hui panicked and tried to speed up. However, Ling Ji was just in the air. The whole person grasped the direction handle in front of him. His action was handsome and elegant.

Wu Hui dashed out of the warehouse, but the scene in front of the clinker made him even more stunned. He saw the police and Ling Ji's men surrounded outside.

"Do you think you can get out of my hand alive?" His tone is cold, and Wu Hui is even more flustered. Seeing that he has no way out, he simply feels horizontal.

"In this case, Ling Ji, even if I die, I want you to bury me with me!" He accelerated so fast that the motorcycle got out of control and rushed to the outer wall.

Ling Ji a pair of cold eyes in a sneer, big hand a show in Wu Hui's shoulder, sensitive a flash, borrow force to throw him out.

After that, Wu Hui and his motorcycle crashed into the wall.

Before everyone could react, Ling Ji got up from the ground, straightened the collar of his shirt and walked toward the warehouse.

LAN LAN is bound with a time bomb, curled up in the corner, shivering.

"Lan Lan." He frowned and rushed forward to help her up.

"Ling Ji." Her face is full of tears, the whole person sobs almost speechless, "I have a bomb on my body Go away and leave me alone... "

"With me, don't be afraid." He comforted her and stopped her from getting out of control.

"The bomb is going to explode! You go! Leave me alone She tore her voice and struggled to push him away.

"Lan Lan, look at me, believe me." Ling Ji first stabilized Lan Lan, hands to solve the bomb on her body, although the fingers a little shaking, you can see that the technique is skilled.

Time is fast passing, the bomb makes a drip sound, every minute and second seems to be urging people to die.

"Ling Ji, you don't care about me, you go quickly..."

"Ling Ji, I am very grateful that you can come to save me and help my mother. Although I don't know why, I am already very grateful to you..."

"I beg you to get out of here, will you?"

"Ling Ji..."

Words did not finish, the man warm palm attached, wipe the woman's tears.

The next second the drip is cleared. And the last second, as if after a long time.

"It's all right, you see."

Ling Ji threw the bomb aside, kneaded her shaking body, pretending to smile, "how can such a small matter be difficult to me?"

After that, he picked her up and took her away from here.

Before he got on the bus, his eyes were suddenly cold. He looked aside and said to Wu Hui, who was bowing down to the ground, "don't let him go."

When people around him responded, a white Bentley had already gone in the direction of the hospital.

In VIP ward, Lan Lan raised a pair of misty eyes, full of fear and grievance. Two small hands tightly grasp his shirt, even just do a general examination, the doctor was a good persuasion to let go.

"It's OK." He picked her up with one hand and looked out of the window with one eye. It was frosty.

Just at that moment, watching her panic cry toward him, he did have a trace of panic, similar scenes, constantly flashed before his eyes, he knew that he could not lose her.

"I will not spare him lightly." The man seems to be talking to himself, the woman beside him is startled.

"Ling Ji." LAN LAN is full of crying voice, listening to his chest sink.

"What's the matter?"

"You don't want to offend those people for me, will you?" Lan Lan said, two lines of tears and slip out of the eyes.

Since she was a child, she grew up in an unpopular family. She was treated coldly all day long. She could not learn the strength of others. She could only choose to be submissive.

It seems that only in this way can mother and myself be better off.

"We don't make trouble, and they won't retaliate against us."

Today's frightening scene reminds her of the terrible prison she once stayed in. It seems that only the bitterness that once flowed through the corner of her eyes can know the grievance she had suffered."Good." Ling Ji promised on the mouth, but the corner of his eyes flashed a sharp.

He didn't want to cheat her, but if he didn't agree with her, he might reveal his identity. He didn't want her to have pressure.

Even if he has covered up very well, LAN LAN is still aware of some.

When she took the hot water handed over by the man, she took a sip. The heat flow suddenly flowed all over her body, and the trembling just now subsided in the warm arms of the man.

"Ling Ji." She suddenly started to call him again, which made his heart tighten. Did she find something?