Chapter four hundred and seventy-four, the call for help

Looking at the bottomless muzzle, Yang Feng Heart ice-cold, think today is going to die here.

"This is what you ask for, but don't blame me. " The youth is cold hum, the muzzle moves down, aimed at his thigh.

Yang Feng gasped, closed his eyes, and thought that must have hurt.

Can wait for a long time did not wait for the imaginary gunshot, but wait for the mobile phone ring.

Yang Feng opened his eyes slightly and looked at the young man impatiently Tut a sound, while swearing, while taking out his cell phone from his pocket, connected.

"Fuck, don't give me reasonable explanation, wait for me to go back, I want you to have a good look at. " The youth is fierce Baba of shout a way to the person in the telephone.

When he heard the voices inside, the anger in his face gradually subsided.

Young eyes from the side of the wall to the ground Yang Feng, and his eyes relative, look complex.

"What? Lao Tzu finally caught, you let me release? " Suddenly, the youth anger once again in the face, shouted at the microphone opposite the person.

I do not know what the other side said, the young man red face, mercilessly Gouge Yang Feng an eye, reluctant to say: "I know. "

Finish saying, fiercely hang up the telephone, feel again indissoluble gas, on the ground like mad stomp, scold a dirty word.

The next killer saw this and came up to him and asked him what was going on.

The teenager did not answer, just face extremely ugly stare Yang Feng, thought for a moment, toward Yang Feng Pei a voice.

"today is your kid lucky. We go. " The youth is angry to cast off a sleeve, unexpectedly so let him go, take a few the younger brother that face is muddled hurries away.

Looking at the group of people gradually away from the back, Yang Feng Wu wound slowly get up, face tense expression this just slightly eased some.

But what the hell was that? Listen to the tone of the juvenile, as if the other side asked to let him go, but he should be these people desperately want to seize the people, how easy to let go?

Yang Feng kneads to split the abdomen like ache, the forehead big big big cold sweat rolls down, he took a deep breath, cast aside the disorderly idea.

Whatever it is, the most important thing is to get out of here.

Want to stop, Yang Feng difficult move steps to the alley entrance to walk, each step will feel dazed a point, see that light is close at hand, Yang Feng or support fell down.

His hands struggled on the ground for a while, trying to touch the light, but he couldn't.

Before losing consciousness, it was as if a figure had blocked the light in front of his eyes, and a distant voice had reached the Cochlea, as if calling his name.

Yang Feng already did not have so much consciousness to think, then sink sink sink sink of faint.

Blurred and torn, Yang Feng was awakened by the ringing in his ears. He lifted his heavy eyelids hard and saw the blue-gray roof of the cabin. A woman in a red flight attendant's uniform walked by.

"You're awake. " Before he could look around, a familiar voice rang in his ear.

Yang turned his head, looked at the side, only to see a blonde Alisa sitting next to himself, and here seems to be the cabin of the plane.

"I, " Yang Feng suddenly opened his eyes, subconsciously straight from the SOFA body, the body of pain so that the wind-like hit the heart.

Yang Feng Wu Bosom frowzily hums a, the blood color that just had on the face disappears in an instant.

His eyes narrowed, his fingers quivered, his brain scrambled.

I thought what happened at the airport was just a dream, but the way my body reacted, it seemed like it was real.

It's just, why was he on the plane?

"You've been badly hurt and can't move for a while, " Elisa said, holding his arm and gently pressing his upper body back onto the couch as he handed him a clean bottle of mineral water.

Yang Feng took the bottle, opened it, looked up and gulped a big drink, with water into the throat, the body's heavy and painful meaning seems to have been eased.

Yang Feng Chang calls a, mou son Pure and bright of see to have separated a passageway, sit in oneself opposite silver eye.

"How can I be here? " Yang Feng asked, remembering that he should have fainted in a lonely alley.

"silver eye went to get you out of the alley, " explained Elisa, taking the water bottle he had drunk.

Yang Feng kneaded his swollen eyes and recalled the scene at that time. The voice seemed to be silver.

He laughed wryly, his back against the SOFA, and looked up at the top of the cabin, thinking how Treme he really was.

He slowly closed his eyes and wondered what had happened to the phone call the boy had received before he left.

"It's almost to mullen, and if you're still tired, you can rest a little longer, " Elisa said softly, seeing his tired face.

Yang Fenger first, did not open his eyes, holding these messy ideas and drowsy sleep.

At 1 pm, the plane successfully reached Molun, Yang Feng in the support of two bodyguards down the plane, with Elisa and others ready to go to the hospital first.

"Yang Feng! "

A few people just out of the airport, far three voices with the times, called the footsteps of Yang Feng and others.

Yang Wensheng to see, faintly see the crowd of three familiar figures toward him, have not yet seen who the three people, they were covered with a flutter, almost threw him to the ground.

"Yang Feng, you finally came back, do you know how much we worry about you. " The opening is an Ziqi, his hands tightly strangled his neck.

Yang Feng breathed hard, but could not push them away. He felt the sight once more blurred and burnt.

"You this cheater, say good we face together, cheated us again. " Blue if soft also added a sentence, fist not light heavy hit Yang wind behind.

Yang Feng coughed violently and felt himself to be dead.

"Are you hurt? " The Summer Language Ice perceives not to be right, will Yang Feng Loosen, the summer language ice both hands tightly grasps his shoulders, the Vision on his body to survey.

ANZIQI and blue if soft also let go of him, several pairs of hands grope about on his body.

Yang Feng's face is Ashen, there is no response, a pair of eyes like a layer of black fog, can not see a glimmer of light.

"He's really hurt, so let's take him to the hospital first and talk about it later, " said Elisa, who saw that he was about to faint.

Three people see this, had to stop, feeling uneasy with Elisa and others, will wind into the car, to the hospital.

This all the way trance, midway, Yang Feng could not stay unconscious for a while.

By the time consciousness returned, he was already lying in his hospital bed, listening to the ticking of the electricity meter, the nose filled with the smell of disinfectant, but also mixed with a little fragrance.

Yang wind move heavy body, effort to lift a heavy eyelid, into the white light some dazzling.