I'm a policeman! Why do I have all the skills of a king?

Chapter 141 Su Yan was shot and her life hung by a thread!
On a cold winter night, the wind is as sharp as a knife.

The scarlet liquid sprayed on Lou Pengcheng's almost frozen face, shocking him.

It was not until the killer in front of him collapsed to the ground that he realized it was not him who was shot.

this moment.

Lou Pengcheng seemed to have lost all his strength due to the gunshot.

He slumped on the ground helplessly, his chest heaving violently and gasping for breath.

Seeing this, Lao Chen quickly retracted his pistol and trotted over.

"Pengcheng, are you okay?"

Lou Pengcheng pointed to the distance and replied in a hoarse voice:

"Don't worry about me for now. Qian Minghua is over there. I don't know if he's still alive!"

Liang Yu stared at Su Yan's pale face, feeling extremely anxious.

The dim room fell into deathly silence, except for the faint sound of suppressed and helpless sobs coming from deep in the bedroom.

He forced himself to calm down, and followed the gushing blood to carefully check the injury.

"Okay, she urgently needs to stop the bleeding. Do you have gauze at home?" Liang Yu asked hurriedly.

He subconsciously lowered his eyes and glanced, and was shocked to find that his palms and fingertips were covered in blood.

Witnessing the tragic scene, his face turned pale and his horror was beyond words.

At Tian Fei's house, a fierce battle finally came to an end.

Liang Yu had no time to care about Tian Fei's family.

At this time, Tian Fei's parents also walked out of the bedroom trembling.

"Su Yan!"

Just at this moment, a faint voice was heard quietly.

The shrapnel pierced Su Yan's left shoulder and right leg, but did not injure her internal organs or other vital parts.

"Yes, I'll go find it right away."

He supported the unconscious Su Yan and felt a wet and sticky touch coming from his fingers.

Tian Fei answered and turned to turn on the light, but found that the light bulb had already been shattered in the hail of bullets.

What a blessing in misfortune!

They quickly pulled out their cell phones and began frantically searching the chaotic room.

Su Yan was shot!
At such a close distance, the bullets from the submachine gun directly penetrated the bulletproof vest.

But the blood kept gushing out, having dyed a large area of ​​the floor red. The bleeding had to be stopped immediately, otherwise Su Yan's life would still be in danger!

Tian Fei walked into the living room, her body trembling with fear, but her eyes were unusually firm.

"Let me help you. I'm a medical student."

"what!"

Tian Fei suddenly let out a cry of surprise.

There was no light, and she accidentally kicked the shark's cold body, which instantly made her hair stand on end.

Tian Fei stroked her chest, tried her best to calm herself down, mustered up her courage, and tiptoed around.

at last.

After some searching, Tian Fei found the spare medicine box at home.

She quickly opened it and skillfully took out gauze and other first aid supplies. Her fingers danced flexibly as she bandaged Su Yan professionally and neatly.

When the last bandage was tightened, the continuous loss of blood was finally stopped, and Liang Yu's heart was relieved.

"Thank you."

Tian Fei was silent for a moment before she spoke with difficulty: "I should be the one to say thank you."

As soon as she finished speaking, bursts of sirens came from downstairs, getting closer and closer, sharp and urgent.

Liang Yu knew in his heart that the support team had finally arrived.

At the same time, Hu Bing led a team of people and suddenly appeared in front of Qian Mingshi's luxurious villa.

After a dull thud, the tightly closed door was forcibly broken open.

The police officers rushed into the room like wolves and tigers in an instant.

However, the room was empty!

Hu Bing's face turned pale, knowing that he was still a step too late.

When the police's attention was all focused on Xiao Mo and several of his mercenaries, Qian Mingshi, the old fox, smelled danger.

Under the cover of night, he and his son Qian Hao drove an inconspicuous van, used a trick to make a feint to the east and attack in the west, and took the opportunity to escape.

At this moment, on the provincial road leading to the border, the atmosphere in the car was tense and heavy.

Qian Mingshi gripped the steering wheel tightly, his fingers turned white from excessive force, and his eyes were alert and sharp.

"With our departure, all our hard work over the years has gone to waste."

Qian Hao has always had a high opinion of himself. He was unwilling to face the fact that he had to flee in panic, and he deliberately maintained a nonchalant tone.

"Haven't you made preparations long ago? We will still have enough food and clothing when we are abroad. What is there to worry about?"

When Qian Mingshi heard this, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he sighed deeply.

"Your mother passed away early, and I was always busy with my career, so I neglected to teach you since you were young, which led to you being where you are today. I failed to educate you well, and I admit it.

But this time when you are abroad, I hope you can control your temper and be a down-to-earth person. After all, I am old now, how many more years can I protect you?"

Qian Hao felt mixed emotions and felt uncomfortable when listening to his father's words. He didn't want to dwell on this topic any further.

"Dad, can we run away?" he asked guiltily.

In times of crisis, Qian Mingshi tried hard to play the role of a father.

"Don't worry, I have already smoothed the relationship when I picked up Xiao Mo's two friends. Nothing will happen."

After that, he raised his head slightly and glanced at the road sign.

"It looks like we're almost there. Once we pass the border, it'll be your turn to drive. I need to rest for a while."

Qian Hao nodded silently without saying anything more.

His gaze slowly moved out of the car window, with a look of longing in his eyes, and he thought that he might never come back.

In the past, I always thought that the world abroad was more exciting, and never realized that life at home was so precious.

now.

When separation is imminent, a sudden feeling of reluctance is hard to shake off.

Just when the father and son were each preoccupied with their own thoughts and confusion.

Flashing police lights cut through the darkness and shrill sirens suddenly sounded!
Qian Mingshi, who was driving, was shocked, his hands shook, the car body shook violently, and he almost ran off the road.

"Dad, what should we do?"

Qian Hao asked in a trembling, fearful voice.

Qian Mingshi clenched his teeth, his face full of determination.

He seized the opportunity, turned the steering wheel sharply, and took advantage of the fork in the road to drive away from the main road.

but.

The police car behind was chasing relentlessly and wouldn't let go.

Several cars were speeding along the bumpy dirt road, raising clouds of dust.

Qian Mingshi's old bones are about to fall apart.

Qian Hao, who was sitting in the passenger seat, silently shed tears at this moment, like a child who had done something wrong.

The father saw this and was filled with grief. He was disappointed and angry with his son.

"What a waste!"

Although he was ruthless in his words, Qian Mingshi was also helpless, after all, this was his only bloodline.

Seeing the police car behind him getting closer, he took a deep breath, steeled himself, and shouted, "Stop crying!"

After his son calmed down, he hurriedly said:

"Hurry up and carry the money. I will slow down when we turn the corner. You can take this opportunity to jump out of the car and hide somewhere. Come out after I lead the police away.

Go to Jijiang and find a man called 'Chuan Wu'. He will take you out. As for your future, it all depends on your own luck."

As he finished speaking, Qian Mingshi's throat trembled slightly and a wave of sadness surged in his heart.

however.

Qian Hao's next words almost made his old father so angry that he died on the spot!
"Dad, I don't dare to jump!"

Qian Mingshi stamped his feet in hatred, looking at this irresponsible and rebellious son who only knew how to cause trouble, with deep despair in his eyes.

It was at this moment.

A convoy of vehicles suddenly appeared on the road ahead, ready for battle, instantly blocking their way.

Qian Mingshi slammed on the brakes, and the old van shook violently, finally coming to a stop in a cloud of dust.

He drooped his arms dejectedly and closed his eyes in pain!
A drop of turbid hot tear slid down silently!

(End of this chapter)