For a while, Gao Leng's ears became noisy.

The roaring police sirens and the blades helped some people scream desperately after hearing the sirens, dying struggles and other people’s efforts to suppress them, Zuo Xue’s visibly trembling broadcast voice, and the old hanging instructing other reporters to put down their cameras and join the fierce fighting of the final fight. There was also the shutter sound of the camera and the nervous shouting of fans in the distance.

Naturally, there was also the sound of firefighting with the escaped Master Cao after the whistling siren.

Far and near, suddenly far and near, the entire Changyi sky was bright in an instant, and nervous noises one after another.

But Gao Leng didn't seem to hear anything.

He can hear nothing.

There was only his Mu Xiao Leng in his eyes. He stumbled and ran to Mu Xiao Leng's side, shook his body and leaned down, looked at Mu Xiao Leng, and saw her small body lying on the ground with both hands. Riding in front, it happened to fall into a mud pit, and the white and tender little hands were all muddy.

Face sideways, lying on the ground.

The face is still that clear as water, or that long eyelashes like a doll.

But those innocent eyes that are not advancing in the world are tightly closed at this moment, unlike her before, as long as she sees Gao Leng, she jumps over like a butterfly.

It is closed tightly.

"Xiao Leng." Gao Leng drew his face, his voice shaking violently.

...

No response.

"Xiao Leng, where did you hurt?" Gao Leng took a deep breath and tried to calm down, his eyes swept across her body immediately, and there was no bullet hole, so he stretched out his hand and gently put her hand on her. On his arm, he looked at the grass around him for blood.

Did not see.

Gao Leng's eyes suddenly became a little confused, and he became more tense, secretly using force, and slowly turning around carefully.

Looking at the grass below her again, Gao Leng's face became serious. He stretched out his hand and waved at the camera, motioning to stop taking the camera.

The camera moved away.

The Huanqiu Commercial Street in the center of Zhonghai City, the streets where people came and went, are crowded today, and people gather in front of the huge display screen.

The confrontation between Gao Leng and the Blade Gang is being broadcast live on the screen more than ten meters high, standing proudly and staringly at the dozens of people with guns in the Blade Gang.

And the blades of the seven or eight people of the Blade's Gang were aimed at him, as well as at Zuo Xue and other reporters who were reporting.

Looking at it on the screen, several black muzzles were pointed straight at the camera. Just a glance was creepy, and the bustling streets of the past were silent at this moment.

"Withdraw and withdraw." With Gao Leng's order, the picture trembles violently, and then reverses. At a glance, the camera reporter put the camera off his shoulders and quickly evacuated with his hands.

And a few seconds later, there came the howling of the ghosts of the Blade Gang. When the camera was aimed at the Blade Gang again, it was discovered that the situation had changed upside down. A dozen people from the Blade Gang who had the upper hand came to the ground to grab their wrists and cry, while their guns fell off one after another.

Before the audience could react, Gao Leng on the screen quickly stepped up and stooped and fell over his shoulders. Then he swept his legs and stunned two.

Only ten seconds of work, uniform.

"It's terrible... so terrible!" A girl gripped her boyfriend's sleeve tightly, her eyes widened, and she was terrified when she saw Gao Leng subdued them.

"So handsome..." After a close-up shot was drawn to Gao Leng's face, the crowd exclaimed the girls.

"Damn, it's super dick." The young men exclaimed.

"What happened to the gun just now?"

"Who knows, this reporter probably learned martial arts."

"That is, dare to explode the carrion case, and dare to confront the gang, this is the man! I will convince him! Very happy!"

There were bursts of admiration from the crowd, which came from the heart and filled with admiration.

The broadcast continued on the screen, the blade gang scuffled together, while Gao Leng watched the whole situation closely.

"Hey! Look! The boss took a gun! Did you take a gun!" Suddenly, there was a scream from the crowd, which immediately aroused the idea of ​​the people around.

At the bottom of the screen, Knife Guy held a pistol in his hand and pointed it at Gao Leng.

"Oh my God! He he he! He is going to shoot!"

"Help, help! No one of them found out! The old man who was crushed by those people has a gun! There is a gun hidden in his ankle!"

For a while, women screamed in horror, and most of the men held their breath, some raised their phones to take pictures, while others started calling the police.

It's too late.

"His gun seems to be aimed at that woman, who is that woman?"

"That woman is from BV TV station, look at the microphone in her hand!"

"It's a pity, it's a pity, this woman is so beautiful! Didn't any of them find that the man took a gun?"

But within a few seconds, the crowd became agitated and panicked. Not to mention being at the scene, but feeling the danger of life and death through the screen.

The moment the gunshot banged, the crowd suddenly fell silent, staring at the screen in a daze.

"What's the matter? Did it hit the camera? Why is the screen black?"

"No signal? Fuck me, will there be no signal anymore?!"

I saw the display screen was dark and the signal was generally interrupted, but it was strange that the voices from the scene still came through, one after another, bloody.

However, after four or five seconds, the screen turned on again, and only a few reporters stepped forward and buckled the knife man's hands behind his back. In the corner of the screen, Mu Xiaolen was quietly lying on the ground.

"This woman was shot! Look, she is dead!"

"Yeah, it was shot. It didn't move. It's a pity."

The anger, panic and even some crying in the crowd became restless.

"No." Suddenly, a little boy pointed to the screen and said, "This sister was over there. Why did she run over here when she fell? It's a long distance, isn't it mom?"

All of a sudden, everyone noticed this detail.

After a gunshot, how could Mu Xiaolen suddenly fly more than ten meters away? Obviously she ran to Gao Leng when she saw the gunshot. She was a long distance away from Gao Leng's left hand, but she fell five or six meters away from Gao Leng.

At least it moved more than ten meters.

"Is it a lens deviation?" The crowd talked.

...

Gao Leng waited for the camera to move away, took off her clothes and covered Mu Xiaoling, and then gently turned her over. Under Gao Leng's clothes covering her, the sweater on her chest was torn apart, revealing A plump and white piece.

And Mu Xiaolen's eyelashes trembled and opened his eyes slightly, but his eyes were very fuzzy: "It hurts..."

Dou Da's tears slipped from the bottom of her eyes, but after a few seconds, she vaguely saw Gao Leng and a smile appeared on her face.

This is a painful but relaxed smile.

"Fortunately, it didn't hurt you." As she said, Mu Xiaolen coughed, took a sharp mouth, spit out a mouthful of blood, and spit up on Gao Leng's arm supporting her.

Gao Leng hurriedly covered her chest with her split clothes with her clothes, and put her hands directly in the clothes on her chest, and touched them near and above the two plump areas.

Without blood, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The hand went down and reached her abdomen, there was no blood.

Gao Leng breathed a sigh of relief again, and none of the vital parts were shot, there was no danger to his life.

"Just now, someone grabbed my clothes and threw me over, as if she was a woman. I heard her groaning and the bullet seemed to hit her." After Mu Xiaoling spit out a mouthful of blood, she seemed to feel comfortable. Shao, her pale face flushed slightly with the high cold hands moving around, said weakly.

Gao Leng's heart was suddenly stabbed.

Do I feel that something is wrong? No wonder I feel that the place where Xiao Leng is lying is wrong! It's not right, how does she think she fell more than ten meters! Gao Leng thought, the goose bumps on his body popped up.

Someone grabbed her clothes. No wonder the clothes would break. Someone was shot and could rescue Mu Xiaolen from the bullet instantly. Who else but the little witch!

Gao Leng's heart trembled. He looked around subconsciously. The greenery around Changyi Film and Television City was very good, and there were many fences. Taking such a rough look, he did not see the shadow of Gao Xiaowei.

"Xiaowei, Xiaowei, where is it?" Gao Leng hurriedly shouted with consciousness.

"Oh..." A voice of vomiting came from within his consciousness: "Don't come here, I have my true shape, come here, I will be found." Gao Xiaowei's voice came over in a vague manner.

Have you seen fireflies?

The starry sky in the summer night, the most shining one, is shining.

You want to catch, but you can't.

All of a sudden, it disappeared in front of your eyes, never to be found again.