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Rongmo, on the other hand, could not find Gu Qingyan. He was preparing to kill a few of them, and kill his way through them.

Gu Qingyan naturally saw Rongmo approaching bit by bit. Under his helplessness, he slowly bent his elbow, crawled to the side of the carriage, and shot from the bottom of the carriage. Although the sound of the spear was not loud, the movements he made were not the least bit quiet.

Rongmo knew Gu Qingyan's position, so it was naturally easy for him. He directly went around to the place with the most people, and just as he was about to shoot, the sound of a police siren sounded, and his movements stiffened.

Their opponent had already gotten on the car and was preparing to leave. It wasn't like they had nothing to fear, especially since Rongmo had arrived, and they had a feeling of being weak. That feeling of being a target was still very strong.

Rongmo dragged Gu Qingyan up from the bottom of the carriage and scolded him, "I was always hiding from the police before, but this time I was saved by them."

On the other hand, Gu Qingyan's expression didn't look too good, especially when An Shengmei appeared from the shadows.

"Gu …" Before An Shengmei could say anything, she was stopped by Rongmo who made a silent gesture.

After Rongmo destroyed all the symbols on the carriage, he helped Gu Qingyan onto An Shengmei's carriage. This time, it was Rongmo who drove, while An Shengmei and Gu Qingyan sat in the back.

After he was certain it was safe, Rongmo finally broke the silent atmosphere in the carriage, "Don't speak the name of the Qing Ting outside next time. This is a taboo, since you are … The people around him have also seen how dangerous our situation is, so let's not see too much of him next time, especially now. "

He looked at Gu Qingyan reproachfully, and Rongmo's expression became serious, "You too, to be able to return even in such a situation, it is fortunate that I was fast in my chase, otherwise, it would not be a problem for you alone, but a big family problem."

"Qing Yan is …" An Shengmei slightly raised his head and asked, "Underworld?"

"No." Gu Qingyan awkwardly looked at the faintly smiling Rongmo, and frowned: "It's a family of lunatics."

Rongmo sat up straight, "That's right, but Qing Yan, you seem to have scolded me too? "Also, are your leg injury alright?"

"To the hospital?" An Shengmei wanted to see Gu Qingyan's injury, but he avoided it, "Return to my house." Gu Qingyan seemed to be unable to feel any pain and his voice was calm.

This time, even Rongmo could not help but turn his head, "Tomorrow's plane …"

"Continue on your way." Gu Qingyan's tone of voice was just as casual as before, but it made Rongmo's teeth itch with hatred.

"Are you going to become a lunatic too?!" Rongmo stopped the carriage and pulled Gu Qingyan out, "You have to take out the bullets, or do you want to catch a plane tomorrow? I'm going to put you in a mental hospital. "

Even though he said those words, Rongmo still cautiously brought them to the front of a villa, and lightly knocked on the door. No one replied, he could only increase his strength, and knocked for a long time before opening the door.

A five or six-year-old kid yawned as he opened the door. He looked at them, then jumped past Rongmo and asked, "You guys also came to look for my father?"

An Shengmei did not know how to answer, but from the looks of it, they were not here to look for this child, but for an adult who could speak with them.

After leaving her behind, he walked with An Shengmei and gently raised his hand to hold An Shengmei's hand. Seeing that An Shengmei did not shake her off, he felt even more at ease to lean on her.

"What are we doing here?" An Shengmei did not understand.

"A doctor." Rongmo snappily replied, "It's all because of you, Qing Yan. It's so late at night, and I still want to get a good night's sleep."

An Shengmei looked around. The house had no lights, and could only barely make out the outline of the furniture, it was pitch black with a lot of miscellaneous items. They were currently walking along a small path to clear the area.

"Is there a doctor here?"

"If you're looking for an old doctor, this is it." The child answered with an aged voice. She ran to the front and opened a door. The light was somewhat dazzling as she said, "Daddy, the fat sheep is coming."

"…"

A guilty voice immediately came from inside. It sounded like a middle-aged man in his forties, "Help me in. Cough, cough, didn't I say not to say such words?"

An Shengmei was pulled by a little kid, so he found a chair and sat down, and did not follow along, but Rongmo came out after helping the person in, and leaned on the wall, and stood beside An Shengmei: "Don't worry, this doctor specializes in treating blade and gun injuries, the medicine here is also very strong."

Rongmo pressed on the cell phone's screen, the dim light shone once, and there were boxes of medicine on the floor, on the shelves, there were six or seven boxes of each, and above each of the items were some children's toys, looking irresponsible and casual, there were even boxes of medicines.

"So many!" "Are we out of stock?" An Shengmei asked. When she looked at Rongmo's eyes, she actually felt like she had asked an idiotic question...

"We don't have enough manpower when we have too many people. We can't run out when we don't have enough manpower." The child lying on her knees raised his head and replied seriously, before raising his hand to ask An Shengmei to hug him.

An Shengmei felt that it would be tiring to be carrying such a large child, so she found a sofa to sit on and let the child lie down.

"Aren't you going to sleep at this late hour?" She looked at this slightly changing child with a strange look. Could it be an illusion? She felt that the child had been staring at her ever since she came in, but had turned away before she could look back.

"Yes." The child replied with a single word, then closed his eyes and stopped talking.

Gu Qingyan came out very quickly, his face could not be seen clearly in the dark night, so An Shengmei could only look at his legs. The white gauze had been wrapped a few times, and there was some medicine smell in the air, but it was very faint.

A middle-aged man supported Gu Qingyan out, and then passed him over to Rongmo. Gu Qingyan stretched out his hand towards An Shengmei, "Let's go, I'm fine now, I'll take you home first."

"Wait a moment." The middle-aged man looked at the child on An Shengmei's body who was about to fall asleep with a questioning look, and then confidently said, "I don't need any medical fees either, just take the bud with you. It's fine if you lose it halfway, but I don't want it anyway."

"So good?" The expression on Rongmo's face instantly improved a lot, because he was already prepared to pay a large amount of blood.

An Shengmei was a little baffled, "Why did you give us this child? And you can throw it away? You are not the child's biological father, are you? "