The rise of special forces from the boot camp

Chapter 393 Liu Ziheng's Danger!
Although Yan Bingbing was afraid, she did not lose her mind. When the shootout happened, Yan Bingbing hid in the car and called 110 to report the crime.

She knew that she was a weak woman, pushing the door and getting out of the car could do nothing but distract Liu Ziheng, so not adding chaos was to give Liu Ziheng the greatest help.

Her positioning was very clear from beginning to end.

"Ziheng, hold on." Yan Bingbing stretched out his hand to cover the wound on Liu Ziheng's shoulder, and said quickly, "The police and the doctor will be here soon. You must be safe."

"It's a small... small injury, it's not a problem." Liu Ziheng grinned and said, "I have cigarettes in my pocket, light one for me, and let me take it easy."

"Good! Good!" Yan Bingbing rubbed the blood on his clothes, then took out the cigarette from Liu Ziheng's body, lit it and stuffed it into Liu Ziheng's mouth.

"Cough cough!"

As soon as Liu Ziheng took a puff, he coughed violently, and blood flowed out from the corners of his mouth and nostrils.

Liu Ziheng's face instantly turned pale, and his eyelids became heavy.

"Ziheng, Ziheng!" Seeing this, Yan Bingbing supported Liu Ziheng and cried, "You must persevere, you are going to die, and I have no relatives in this world, so I have nothing to rely on."

"Didn't you say that my brother entrusted me to you? So you must not die, you can't let my brother down, and you can't let me down either!"

"Relax... don't worry!" Liu Ziheng said weakly, "I can't die, I'm just a few... thieves."

"Don't cry... don't cry! This is not good!"

"Okay, I won't cry, and you can't close your eyes." Yan Bingbing wiped away her tears and said, "You said, you want to take care of me for the rest of your life, and you have to do what you say."

"That...that's for sure, hehe!" Liu Ziheng grinned, and another mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Diwu, diwu..."

At this moment, the sound of sirens came, and the police car finally arrived at the scene.

Seeing the police coming, Liu Ziheng breathed a sigh of relief. He couldn't bear it any longer and passed out directly.

"Ziheng! Ziheng!" Yan Bingbing was stunned for a moment, then yelled frantically, "Save people! Save people! Save people!"

"Crash!"

The first aid personnel among the police immediately surrounded him and gave first aid to Liu Ziheng.

Yan Bingbing stood there thinking for a while, then frantically took out her mobile phone and called Wang Chen.

Jing Yi, Wang Chen was in the dormitory where he had just fallen asleep when he was awakened by the ringing of the phone.

"Bingbing, what's wrong?" Wang Chen glanced at the phone and reached out to take it.

"Zi... something happened to Ziheng, he was shot!" Yan Bingbing cried.

"Shot... shot?" Wang Chen repeated, got up and got out of bed, and quickly asked, "Address, tell me the address."

"Near the train station, Erma Road."

"I'll go right now."

Wang Chen said, hung up the phone, and quickly rushed out of the dormitory.

Three and 10 minutes later, the People's Hospital, outside the intensive care unit.

A group of policemen in uniform surrounded Yan Bingbing and were taking notes.

"Tap Tap!"

There was a sound of hurried footsteps, and the flustered Wang Chen hurriedly walked towards the intensive care unit.

After seeing Wang Chen, Yan Bingbing seemed to have a backbone, and tears flowed down again.

"How is it? How is Ziheng?" Wang Chen asked with a gloomy expression.

"Seriously injured." Yan Bingbing wiped away tears and said, "The doctor said that the bullet in the back penetrated the lungs, causing internal bleeding, which would be life-threatening."

"Fuck!" Wang Chen scolded irritably, took a deep breath and said, "What's going on?"

"I don't know either." Yan Bingbing organized his language and told the story.

"He came here for Ziheng?" Wang Chen thought for a while and asked the police, "Have you locked down the suspect?"

"Who are you?" asked the policeman.

"I'm his comrade-in-arms." Wang Chen took out his military officer card and handed it over, "The one lying inside is a former member of the Ministry of Security, and now a technician at the Beijing Security Center. He has made great contributions. fighters, so you must pay attention, understand?"

"We have arranged for people to investigate and monitor, and have blocked the way and set up key cards." The leading policeman said, "Don't worry, we will do our best to arrest the suspect."

"Do you have any idea?" Wang Chen lit a cigarette irritably.

"The other party used a fake license plate, and the surveillance did not capture the face." The policeman said, "So the investigation is a bit difficult and takes time."

"It's fucking difficult." Wang Chen cursed, took out his phone and called Gu Liang directly.

"Hello, Wang Chen?" After a while, Gu Liang answered the phone.

"Are you still sleeping?" Wang Chen yelled into the phone, "Zi Heng has been sent to the intensive care unit, do you know?"

"What the hell?" Gu Liangzheng said after two seconds, "Ziheng was sent to the intensive care unit?"

"Six people blocked him with guns and sent him to the intensive care unit." Wang Chen said angrily, "Aren't you a minister? You should call your friends in the capital as soon as possible and ask them to do their best to investigate this matter thoroughly."

"Did Ziheng offend someone?" Gu Liang asked quickly.

"The person who offended him was offended in the Ministry of Security." Wang Chen roared, "Do you care about this matter?"

"Take care!" Gu Liang scolded, "Dare to fuck people from my security department."

After finishing speaking, Gu Liang hung up the phone directly.

After Wang Chen called Gu Liang, he paused and called Mi Feng again.

After a while, Mi Feng's voice came out, "Are you fucking sick? Why are you calling me in the middle of the night?"

"Brother, you have to help me!" Wang Chen said directly, "I'm being bullied."

"You fucking got bullied in the army, go find your second brother Lin Zheng." Mi Feng scolded irritably.

"I'm not in the army, I'm in the capital." Wang Chen said quickly, "Liu Ziheng is a member of the Ministry of Security. He was blocked and shot on the road just now. Now he is dead or alive. You have to help me."

"How can I help you?" Mi Feng said, "The capital city is not under my control."

"Fortunately, you are the teacher." Wang Chen said directly, "Where are your friends? Don't you have any friends? Call your friends and ask them to put pressure on the police system in Beijing, understand?"

"Are you asking for help?" Mi Feng asked back.

"Brother, please!" Wang Chen said solemnly.

"Just wait." Mi Feng left a sentence and hung up the phone.

In less than 5 minutes, almost all members of the capital police system, the traffic bureau, the explosion-proof brigade, and the nearby security department were mobilized. Multiple departments jointly handled the case and launched a blanket search of the capital.

The two phone calls, as well as Liu Ziheng's special status immediately raised the seriousness of the case to the highest level.

"Drip drip..."

At the same time, the scenery outside the intensive care unit flickered frantically, and Liu Ziheng was on the verge of death.

(End of this chapter)