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Having said that, Jiang Shiyuan still dare not take it lightly. How many madmen will do some crazy things at this time. He can't watch such things happen in front of him.

Jiang Shiyuan stared at Anlu's every move with vigilance and shouted at the man, "if you want to prepare, you can prepare. Why so many words!"

The man stopped talking and turned and ran out to do business.

The car was ready soon. Jiang Shiyuan and his colleagues stared at Anlu and retreated outward, while Anlu took people out. Gu Runzhi struggled to follow Lu Yunchen, while Gu Xianbai stumbled at the end, trying to stop Gu Runzhi.

When he saw the car, Jiang Shiyuan said to Anlu, "Anlu, you ran away today, but do you want to hide like this all your life? You can't run away! "

Anlu's eyebrows and eyes were full of anger. He smiled sadly, "do you think so? Let's wait and see! "

At present, Gu Runzhi must stand with him. As long as he takes Gu Runzhi away and they escape smoothly, he will have many ways to survive. If he avoids the pursuit of these people, he will have the possibility of making a comeback.

Jiang Shiyuan looks at Anlu with confidence. It seems that if Anlu is released tonight, there will be no chance to catch him. Or even if he catches Chen Zhibo, he will wait for 20 years!

He panicked in his heart and shook his hands uncontrollably. He calmed down and looked at the rampant Anlu. "You probably don't know how long it took me to catch the murderer. Twenty years, twenty years, Anlu, if you escape from under my eyes today, I will spend my whole life. I must catch you and never die."

Anlu smiled, "really?"

He didn't believe Jiang Shiyuan's words, but an Qingrong listened. She couldn't see Anlu's expression, but she could imagine it.

She looked at the righteous Jiang Shiyuan and advised: "ah Lu, stop and stop. Even if you want to go to jail, you can spend a few years less. If you run now, then..."

Anlu Shen interrupted her, "shut up. If you hadn't broken my good thing, would I be in this situation?"

An Qingrong, with a white face, weakly denied, "ah Lu, you believe mom, mom didn't hurt you, really didn't!"

Anlu doesn't believe it. Except an Qingrong, who would do such a thing, but it's meaningless to say it now. All he has to do is leave here, run away and find out what's going on.

His silence was tantamount to giving an Qingrong an answer. The answer was obviously that he didn't believe her, which made an Qingrong feel more and more sad. She tightened her hand, slowly lifted it up and grabbed Anlu's wrist.

Anlu was startled for a moment, and suddenly recovered. There was a blood mark on an Qingrong's neck. The blood flowed down along the sharp dagger. His hands were stained with blood, and he didn't dare to move.

He shouted angrily, "what are you doing!"

An Qingrong was calm. "Ah Lu, even if you become him, you don't necessarily have much fun. You just think you'll be happy. Stop!"

What else would Anlu say to me? Have you really supported me? Tell me, no matter what I do, will you stand behind me unconditionally? "

An Qingrong's eyes were moist and her sight was blurred. She should have done this, but she didn't do it. At the moment, she really couldn't do it.

Anlu breathed tight, turned his head and said to Gu Runzhi, "take him on the bus!"

Gu Runzhi pushes Lu Yunchen into the car and then drills in. Gu Xianbai is pulled away. He stares at Gu Runzhi through the window.

Jiang Shiyuan didn't know what an Qingrong said to Anlu. He saw the blood on an Qingrong's neck and didn't dare to act rashly. The dagger was facing her neck. As long as he tried hard, he could kill her.

An Qingrong took a deep breath. She didn't expect Anlu to be so stubborn. She grabbed Anlu's hand and shouted his name, "ah Lu, ah Lu..."

Anlu had a headache because of her noise and shouted directly at her, "shut up!"

His voice was so loud that people nearby could hear him. At this time, Jiang Shiyuan realized that an Qingrong was talking to Anlu and persuading him to stop.

Jiang Shi said in a loud voice, "ah Lu, if there's anything we can sit down and talk calmly, we can't use this way of fierce confrontation. This is your mother. She gave birth to you and raised your relatives. Don't you feel bad if you hurt her?"

Anlu looked at him coldly and ignored him. He stood next to the cab, controlled an Qingrong with one hand and opened the door with the other.

Just as he was about to get into the car, a bullet hit Anlu's hand. His hand trembled and the dagger fell to the ground.

An Qingrong was closest to him. He was surprised at first, then found something strange, and turned to Anlu.

Anlu had a blood hole in the back of his hand. The blood flowed down. He covered the back of his hand and looked at Jiang Shiyuan. He was shocked. It seemed that he didn't expect Jiang Shiyuan to shoot.

Another bullet came. This time it hit Anlu's leg. An Qingrong responded quickly. She blocked Anlu, protected Anlu between the car and her, and shouted madly, "don't shoot, don't shoot!"

Jiang Shiyuan never fired a gun at all. He looked at his colleagues angrily, "who fired the gun?"

No one answered him. In fact, they didn't shoot. After all, the other party has hostages in hand. They don't dare to shoot indiscriminately, which will kill the hostages.

Jiang Shiyuan soon realized that it was not their people who fired the gun, but the people hiding in the dark. He made people pay attention to the surroundings.

Anqingrong and Anlu also noticed that someone took the opportunity to want his life!

Anlu covered the back of her hand and looked at an Qingrong who was not afraid to stand in front of him. He hated her cowardice, but at this moment, she was so brave that people felt incredible.

Another shot, rubbed Anlu's shoulder and flew into the car body, while an Qingrong saw the direction of the bullet. When the other party fired again, she directly blocked the bullet with her body. With a dull hum, she fell down slowly and fell on Anlu.

The interval between the two shots was very short, and they came from the same direction. Jiang Shiyuan saw clearly, and the other party hid upstairs behind the big tree next to him.

He directly took people to catch people, leaving several people to take care of Anlu. They brought Anlu into the house, and Anlu grabbed the rest of an Qingrong.

An Qingrong's face was frighteningly white, and there was a large halo of blood on his chest. Anlu pressed it, but he couldn't stop the blood.

"Ah Lu, mom, I can't afford..." an Qingrong said a few words with difficulty. She looked painful. Her raised hand couldn't touch Anlu's face, so she hung down powerlessly and lost her voice.