Lin Shiyuan was stunned for a while until Li Qing had gone more than 20 meters away. He suddenly reacted, grabbed the gun from the bodyguard on one side and aimed at the back of Li Qing's head.

His body trembled sharply. Lin Shiyuan shouted angrily and pulled the trigger.

Bang!

There was a gunshot, but because of Lin Shiyuan's shift at the critical moment, the bullet rubbed Li Qing's shoulder and flew out, with a bloodstain.

With a slight frown on her brow, Li Qing turned around and looked straight at Lin Shiyuan who was like a defeated cock behind her, regardless of the pain on her shoulder. At this time, the father who had just lost his own son seemed to be dozens of years old in a moment.

"It's ugly." Li Qing said in a low voice. If he didn't shoot, it would be all right. Since the shooting was still crooked, it can only be said that Lin Shiyuan is at the end of the crossbow at the moment, and all his introverts have been exhausted by Li Qing.

Under the gaze of a group of bodyguards, Li Qing went directly to a car on the roadside, opened the door, sat in, started the car and left.

Looking at Li Qing's departure, Lin Shiyuan bared his eyes and threw his gun to the ground. He knelt down on the beach, vomited a mouthful of red blood, and immediately fainted.

Although he had expected Lin Hai to be dead in advance, this way of death was too tragic.

"Uncle! Uncle!" all the people around gathered around, and their eyes were full of confusion and uneasiness. They couldn't figure out why Lin Shiyuan didn't take revenge with his vengeance.

There was a rolling thunder in the sky, and the big raindrops fell. Everyone looked up. The previous clear sky was now covered with dark clouds.

It's going to change.

It was pouring rain outside the window. Li Qing drove fast on the road, and the cold sweat rolled down his forehead. The burning pain of the shoulder wound caused Li Qing to twitch in the corners of his eyes. He knew that his life was gone just a small step away.

Things have been made clear. For Lin Qiuqiu, Lin Shiyuan didn't do it today, but it doesn't mean he won't do it in the future. Li Qing can only act more carefully and dare not make a flaw.

After more than two hours' drive, Li Qing returned to Zhonghai city.

Under the office building of Zhonghai Shengshi branch, Li Qing stopped the car steadily. Fang Yong ran over from a distance with an umbrella, came near, reached out and knocked on the window, grinning at Li Qing.

When Li Qing rolled down the window, the sound of heavy rain poured into his ears. He glanced at Fang Yong faintly and said, "get on the bus quickly."

"Hey." Fang Yong nodded, walked around to the other side of the car, opened the door, took in his umbrella and got on the car.

"Brother Qing, where have you been these days? My heart is at sixes and sevens every day..." Fang Yong turned his head and suddenly saw that Li Qing's shoulder was full of blood and half of his shirt had been dyed red. His face suddenly changed and his voice changed his tone: "brother Qing, what's the matter with you!"

"It's OK." Li Qing answered carelessly, and then restarted the car. The engine buzzed with the sound of heavy rain outside. Li Qing closed the window and said slowly after a moment of silence: "Lin Shiyuan fired the gun."

"What does he mean?" Fang Yong was angry and clenched his fist.

Li Qing looked at Fang Yong and smiled: "he didn't kill me. I'm lucky. After all, he just died his son."

The body suddenly stiffened. Fang Yong widened his eyes and looked at Li Qing in amazement: "you said Lin Hai is dead?"

With a slight nod, Li Qing didn't say much on this topic. As soon as the conversation turned, he asked, "have you found the foothold you're looking for?"

Staring at Li Qing's bleeding shoulder, Fang Yong looked a little worried: "I've found the house temporarily rented. It has complete facilities, the location is far away, and the field of vision is quite open, which is convenient for action."

"Show me the way," said Li Qing.

All the way along the direction pointed by Fang Yong, Li Qing drove to a community on the edge of Zhonghai city center. Li Qing looked out from the window and nodded with satisfaction: "good."

Seeing that Li Qing had no objection, Fang Yong got off, opened his umbrella, trotted to the other side of the car and opened the door.

With an umbrella, they walked into the residential building in the torrential rain. Because the rain was too heavy, half of their bodies were still wet when they walked into the corridor.

"In the second room on the third floor." Fang Yong shook his umbrella and walked ahead. He reached the third floor and knocked on the door in the middle.

Li Qing frowned slightly: "is there anyone else?"

Before Fang Yong answered, the door of the room had been opened, revealing an Qing's delicate cheeks mixed with deep worry.

"Ah." An Qing was startled at the sight of Li Qing's shirt full of blood, and her delicate body shrank back, "what's the matter with you?"

Li Qing turned his head and stared at Fang Yong with some dissatisfaction: "why is she here?"

"Li Qing, are you all right?" An Qing, who had recovered, hurried up again and carefully looked at Li Qing's wound. His distressed eyes were red.

With a helpless face, Li Qing waved to Fang Yong who was about to explain: "forget it, go first."

"Come in quickly." anqing hurriedly said hello, then turned and ran back to the bedroom. After a while, he came out with a medicine box and put it on the table.

"Fang Yong, go and get a basin of warm water." an Qingshen ordered.

Fang Yong closed the door, looked back at Li Qing, nodded quickly, hurried into the washroom, and soon came back with a dry towel and a basin of warm water.

"Why are you here?" Li Qing asked, sitting on the sofa and staring at an Qing.

Dip the towel into the water, then take it out and gently wring it dry. Anqing glanced at Li Qing: "take off your shirt."

Li Qing was obedient. After all, the beauty's kindness was hard to refuse. She obediently untied her shirt. Unexpectedly, an Qing stared at Li Qing's bloody wound, clutching a towel in his hand, his eyes were dull, but he didn't dare to do it.

"I thought you had more experience." Li Qing said with a smile.

Fang Yong picked up the towel and said with a black face, "I'd better come."

Ann blushed and lowered her head. Then she looked in the medicine box to see if there was any medicine for healing. Li Qing was surprised. He glanced around and asked, "Fang Yong, didn't you rent this house? Why is it so complete that it seems that someone has been living all the time."

Li Qing's strange is not unreasonable. If Fang Yong just rented the house, how can he even have a medicine box? Moreover, looking at Anqing's performance, it seems that he is quite familiar with the furnishings here.

"This..." Fang Yong threw the bloody towel into the basin, scratched his head and hesitated. He didn't know what to say.

"This is the old house of my family. Later, when I came to work in Yanjing, I was idle." An Qing pursed her lips and whispered, "if Fang Yong didn't lie to you, would you come in?"

Li Qing was slightly stunned and looked a little embarrassed: "I'm in a bad situation now. This will cause you trouble."

"It's all overdue." anqing threw the medicine bottle he picked up in his hand into the medicine box and said lazily on the sofa.

Li Qing slightly picked on the tip of her eyebrows: "it's a small injury. It doesn't matter at all."

"It doesn't matter. I'll go out and have a look. There's a drugstore in front of the street. It'll be there in a few minutes." Fang Yong said. He went to the door, put on his shoes, picked up his umbrella, turned around and said meaningfully to the two people: "you two, have a good chat."

"Bring some gauze back," anqing told.

"I see." Fang Yong waved his hand, opened the door and went out.

When Fang Yong left, there were only two people sitting face to face in the room, but it was embarrassing. After a long silence, Li Qing realized that as a man, he should first say, "thank you."

"Don't be so polite." anqing curled his mouth and asked in a low voice, "what are you going to do in the future?"

Li Qing shook his head and said casually, "go step by step. Anyway, I won't stay in Zhonghai for a long time. Sooner or later, I will return to Yanjing. Where it is relatively safe, there will be a lot less trouble. As long as I pay more attention on weekdays, it's still no problem."

After a pause, Li Qing looked at an Qing and said, "your face is very bad. Is the company very busy?"

"HMM." anqing nodded, "Mr. Lin is not here. The people below are not easy to control and have a lot of pressure. Yanjing is also thanks to Liu Qingcheng's cooperation, otherwise it's really hard to endure."

"Qiuqiu can't come back for the time being. You have to suffer."

An Qing blinked her beautiful eyes, looked at Li Qing, and suddenly asked, "what to drink?"

With that, Anqing stood up and went to the refrigerator to get drinks, trying to get rid of some embarrassment.

"Coke," Li Qing said faintly.

A beautiful cheek peeped out from the refrigerator door: "no coke."

"Hehe, I'm asking too much? Juice is OK."

"No juice."

Li Qingmao said, "what do you have?"

Anqing came back silently with two bottles of purified water. Li Qing's face was black and nothing. Why do you ask. After a mouthful of water, Li Qing looked at the wound on her shoulder. There was no bleeding.

"How many days in Zhonghai?" anqing suddenly asked.

"I'll stay here tonight, go out to work tomorrow, and go back all night." Li Qing said casually. "It's estimated that going to Lingang with Qiuqiu will delay some time. Although Qiuqiu is not in Zhonghai, you don't have to worry. You can call her if you have any trouble."

"OK." he reached out and brushed the hair in front of his forehead. Anqing hesitated and wanted to speak. Suddenly, the door was knocked.

"Fang Yong is back." anqing stood up, opened the door and welcomed Fang Yong in.

As soon as he looked up, Fang Yong looked at an Qing and Li Qing. The corners of his mouth pulled: "am I back early?"

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