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In the huge living room, Fatty Lei's car turned around on the spot, causing all of the glass in the car to shatter. Looking at me on the verge of death in Ding Lan's arms, I gave a heavy thump on the steering wheel.

Ding Lan Xin and I almost got on the car while facing the bullets. Fatty Lei stepped on the accelerator and rushed out. After driving for a long distance, we could still hear Fatty Lei shouting in front of us, "Fuck, we're chasing so closely. What's going on with you two?"

The pain in my chest was excruciating, and as the car jolted, I didn't even dare to speak loudly. "Hurry up and drive away. Don't go to the hospital after getting rid of them."

"No way!" Ding Lan panicked. She took off her clothes and pressed them against my wound. "Your injuries are so severe. If you don't go to the hospital, you will die."

"Come on, can't you please look forward to it? How can it be so easy for me to die? "

"Alright, alright. Stop talking. I'll call Seventh Uncle and ask him what instructions he has?" Fatty Lei hurriedly dialed Seventh Uncle's number …

After shaking off my tail, I drove into the suburbs and entered a farmyard. Seventh Uncle was waiting at the entrance. The two of them carried me out of the car. Seventh Uncle looked at the knife in my chest and asked, "Lan Xin, what happened?"

I hastily waved my hand. "It's none of Lan Xin's business. It's Li …" Li Ao Xue, he has already predicted that we would go look for Ma Kui. "

"F * ck!" Seventh Uncle's eyes were wide open as he carried me into the room. He invited a doctor to help me pull out a knife, stop the bleeding, stitch, and fluid. His sternum was punctured and he couldn't perform strenuous exercise for a short period of time.

After sending the doctor off, Seventh Uncle looked at me who was covered in bandages and asked, "You fought with Li Ao Xue?"

I nodded. "So Ma Kui didn't even know about the Spirit Concealment Method. Li Ao Xue almost suffered a huge loss from my hands."

Seventh Uncle gave him a helpless look. "It's already considered fortunate to be able to come back alive."

I cast a sidelong glance at Fatty Lei. "Hey, you damn fatty!" How long did you stay outside the villa? Why didn't you call for reinforcements? "

Fatty Lei smirked, "What are you calling me for?" What reason did you have to call for help? Grandson, if it wasn't for me, the two of you would have already finished today. "

Ding Lan laughed inwardly, "I didn't expect that! Tang Lei is actually so loyal, daring to barge in even with a narrow escape from death. I never thought of that in the past. Well done! "

Fatty Lei proudly folded his arms across his chest. "Hey! Huangquan promised me five million yuan after I killed Ma Kui. I can't just watch the yuan go to waste, can I? "

"Cough!" "Ahem!" I glared fiercely at Fatty Lei. Ding Lan turned around and said, "Heh! Five million? Why didn't you tell me? "

I took Ding Lan Xin's hand. "My life isn't worth five million yuan. Lan Xin, you clearly had the chance to leave just now. Was it because you couldn't bear to leave me?"

Ding Lan's eyes turned white as she retracted her hand. "Don't think too much. If it wasn't for the flying knives accidentally injuring you, I would have already run away. I'm afraid I would have been blamed for the injustice."

"All of you, stop chatting!" Seventh Uncle's face turned ugly, "Assassin Ma Kui, the matter has been exposed, you can't stay in the Bureau anymore."

"How can this be? What will you do now that we are all gone? " Ding Lan said worriedly.

Fatty Lei rolled his eyes. "Seventh Uncle, it's not as serious as you think. In the Maguire house, it seems like I'm the only one exposed to the camera. Do you want to talk about the evidence?" We can go back on our words. After all, without the direct evidence of Ding Lan Xin and Huang Quan, Ma Kui wouldn't dare to act rashly. "

Seventh Uncle's face was gloomy, "These are all small matters, I am afraid of Li Ao Xue. This time he has stepped out of the martial arts world, obviously he is here for the Bureau of Investigation, no matter what!" You guys hide first, and everything will wait until Netherworld is fully recovered. "

Fatty Lei had a naughty smile on his face as he looked at me, then looked at Ding Lan Xin, "Forget it, let the two of them avoid disaster! I'll accompany Seventh Uncle back to the Bureau to meet the thunder. "

The analysis was reasonable. Fat Lei was tactful, had a lot of wily ideas, and now that the Bureau was short of manpower, he wasn't a threat to Ma Kui and the intelligence department. However, as a result, the Action Team was in a precarious situation.

We waited in the farmyard all night and didn't receive any notice. It seemed that Ma Kui didn't want to make a big fuss with Li Ao Xue around, but this made me more worried about Seventh Uncle and the operation team.

Three days later, as my body gradually recovered, I didn't hear any news from the Bureau. One morning, Ding Lan opened my door and said, "Hey, why are you on the ground? Go back to your bed and lie down. After a while, your wound opened again. You still have to sew."

I smiled and took off my shirt, slowly stroking the gauze, layer by layer. "Don't worry, I've recovered faster than the average person, I've long since healed. Find a clip and take the thread out."

Ding Lan took a closer look. "How amazing. In just three days, your wounds have all healed." After saying that, she looked at me incredulously.

"Back to the Bureau now!"

"Are you crazy!? Going back to the Bureau at this critical moment, aren't we looking to die? If Li Ao Xue is waiting for us, then we will be like sheep in a tiger's den. "

I widened my eyes. "It'll be even more troublesome if we don't go back. Without the two of us, the operation team would already be dead in name. If we had a mission, Seventh Uncle and Chief Meng's position wouldn't be preserved."

In the afternoon, we were ready, so we were transferred back to the Bureau. As soon as we returned to the office, a bunch of people looked at us in surprise. I smiled and asked, "Where's Seventh Uncle?"

He knocked on the inner office door. "Seventh Uncle, we're back to work."

Seventh Uncle sighed. "Things are peaceful, but calm to the point that it's a little strange."

Ding Lan closed the door, "Li Ao Xue didn't come? "Could it be that nothing has happened these past few days?"

Seventh Uncle nodded. "In my experience, the more it is like this, the more careful you have to be."

I didn't care and shook my head, "Where's Fatty Lei? I didn't see him on the stage, so where did he go to play? "

Seventh Uncle shrugged. "I don't know either."

I turned my head to look at Ding Lan Xin. "Seventh Uncle, did the bureau chief and the intelligence department state that the alarm on Ding Lan Xin's body had been lifted?" I promised the boss that I wouldn't let him go unless he never returned to the Bureau. "

Seventh Uncle withdrew his expression, "That's right, that's indeed the case. Is there anything I can do?"

Ding Lan was extremely anxious, stamping her feet. "Seventh Uncle, think of a way!" It would be better to shoot me than to leave the Bureau for the rest of my life. "

Seventh Uncle's face revealed a wry smile. "Before this matter is resolved, I have no other choice. Keeping Qingshan here is not a worry, but it's also a good thing to leave the Bureau temporarily. If you do something impulsively, you will often leave someone with a clue."

Dinglan rolled her eyes in anger.

Seventh Uncle continued, "Also, Lan Xin is now dead. Her home has been sealed off, so you can't show her face these days. I think! I'll stay at your house! "Take care of her. Don't let her do anything rash."

"Seventh Uncle …"

After work, Ding Lan and I went home. This little girl actually had a good life. After coming back to my house, she cleaned up. Although she was reluctant on the surface, she kept mumbling, "Pig's nest! Pig's nest!" But my hands and feet were nimble. Before dinner, my house was already bright and clean.

Ding Lan finished cleaning up and looked at the sofa. "You are still wounded. I will sleep in the living room these days."

I waved my hand. "Forget it! I'm fine now, and I'm used to sleeping on the couch. "

No matter how hard I tried, Ding Lan Xin seemed to have grown up. She was very sensible, and seeing her undecided expression, I had no choice but to compromise.

In the evening, I washed up and laid on the bed. I had had enough rest for the past few days and in the blink of an eye, it was already 12 o'clock. I was completely awake.

Ding Lan Xin? At this moment, wasn't I really her? The voice was soft. From the living room? Or was it coming from outside? I got out of bed and quietly opened the door. The living room was dark.

The bathroom door was ajar, and the faint sound of crying came from inside. I opened the door, and in the dim moonlight, I saw a figure squatting beside the toilet. The sound was very small.

I also knelt down and lightly patted Ding Lan Xin's back. "What's there to be sad about!?" It will all be over, life! It's just like that, don't find trouble for yourself. "

I said a few words of consolation. Ding Lan Xin's back was facing me, and her crying started to die down. After a while, she said, "Thank you!" It was loud enough for me to hear.

"Sleep early!"

I went back to my room and gradually fell asleep … The next morning, just before seven o'clock, I heard movement in the kitchen. I was in no mood to sleep, and when I opened the bedroom door, the quilts on the sofa were neatly packed and Ding Lan Xin was making breakfast.

Seeing me walk into the kitchen, she smiled at me and said, "You got up so early! Why don't you sleep more? "