I am the Great Protector of the Soldier King

Seeing the red light outside, the smoke billowing, and the strong smell of gasoline wafting in, Zhu Qingyu shouted out loud: "The car is on fire."

After saying that, while straightening up, he exerted force with both hands, and with a "bang", the left rear door was shot away, and he flew out immediately.

After he fell to the ground, he looked around and saw that the ground around the jeep was filled with gasoline. The raging flames had engulfed the jeep, and the dark green body was no longer visible.

"Bing Zhenqi." Zhu Qingyu didn't care about revealing his identity at this time. He pushed with his palms and two streams of silver-white mist spurted out. Within a few seconds, the fire was extinguished, which was many times more powerful than a fire extinguisher.

Since the burning time was short and the car body was not very hot, Zhu Qingyu dragged the people inside out one by one.

The most seriously injured person was Lu Feng. His internal organs were injured. Zhu Qingyu vomited two more mouthfuls of blood when he took him out. Fortunately, he was not unconscious.

Fang Xiaoming saw blood dripping from above his right ear and into his neck, half of his face was covered in blood.

There was an eight-centimeter-long gash on the right hand of the sophomore wolf. The wound was not very deep. He held it with his left hand and the bleeding stopped.

Lu Hongtao's heart was frightened at first, and now he was even more angry, because when he first saw the commercial vehicle in front of him deliberately blocking the road, and the off-road vehicle behind him took the opportunity to hit him, he felt that it was not such a coincidence, and someone must have caused trouble. The purpose was to kill people and silence them. Even if they couldn't be killed, they would still be injured, at least to delay their return to Jiangdong.

"This is a conspiracy, this is murder." Lu Hongtao stood beside the car and shouted angrily.

Dozens of passing cars were parked on the road. Drivers and passengers had surrounded the scene, talking and sighing. This area is a suburb, there are no cameras, and there are no police. If someone is beaten and killed, it is like being beaten by a ghost, and it is difficult to detect.

When the fire was put out by Zhu Qingyu, the onlookers left the place with a sense of surprise and continued on their way.

Zhu Qingyu didn't know it was murder. He searched everywhere he looked. He found that the two vehicles involved had been abandoned on the roadside, and the people in them had long since disappeared.

Zhu Qingyu took out his mobile phone and called 110, reported what happened here, and then said to Lu Hongtao: "Secretary Lu, it is important to save people now. Lu Feng's injury seems to be serious."

Lu Hongtao walked over, hugged his dying son Lu Feng, and said heartbrokenly: "My child, 110 is coming soon, you have to hold on." After saying that, two lines of hot tears flowed down his face.

Fang Xiaoming gritted his teeth because the wound on his head started to hurt. He cried and said: "Secretary Lu, it seems that I can't go back today, but I don't know what will happen if I stay here."

Lu Hongtao was also in a mess. He thought that if he continued like this, his family's life safety would not be guaranteed, so how could he still have the energy to fight against organized crime? It seems that the other party wants to kill him quickly.

And all of this was caused by Border City going to Ziyang to arrest suspects. If he didn't support the Border City Public Security Department, how could these things happen.

But when I thought about it, I thought, even if I didn't support the Border City Police Department, the Wang family would use the affairs of the Border City Police Department to suppress me, not to mention that my father would do his best to uphold justice. Alas, there is no way to avoid this disaster.

Just as I was thinking about it, a green Iveco police car came roaring with its siren. Five patrol officers got out of the car. After getting off, they surveyed the scene, took a few photos, and then notified the traffic police to come to pull the vehicle and called the four of them on. The car drove towards the capital.

More than 20 minutes later, the car drove into the Chengxi People's Hospital on the outskirts of the city to provide timely rescue to the injured.

After taking a chest X-ray on Lu Feng, he was pushed to the operating room on the sixth floor. It turned out that he had two broken ribs and varying degrees of damage to his liver and lungs.

Fang Xiaoming and Gao Erlang were directly arranged to enter the third floor of the surgery department. They were in the doctor's office.

In a simple operating room nearby, the doctor sutured their wounds and arranged for them to be admitted to Ward 320.

Lu Hongtao and Zhu Qingyu were interrogated by the police in the doctor's office, took notes, and then went to the operating room to wait for Lu Feng's surgery.

At this time, Lu Hongtao's lion head had turned into a messy chicken coop, with long fallen hair covering his face, giving him a haggard look. He sat on a wooden chair and called his wife Tong Yan. Tong Yan cried on the phone but quickly hung up.

Lu Hongtao wanted to call his father, Lu Yuanwu, but stopped after ringing a few numbers. He was worried that his father might not be able to bear the stimulation and might get sick again, so he put the phone in his bag.

He stood up, paced back and forth, and finally asked, "Do you have any cigarettes? One."

Zhu Qingyu hurriedly stood up and handed over a soft Chinese cigarette, and took out a lighter to light it: "Secretary Lu, don't be nervous, you will be fine."

Lu Hongtao took a sip and nodded. He used to smoke but quit when he was forty, so he still has the basic skills of smoking and his movements are still as proficient.

At this time, a doctor in a white coat came over, with a pair of shining eyes under a white angel hat, but these eyes did not look at Zhu Qingyu, but stared at the cigarette in Lu Hongtao's hand, with a white face floating Under a cloud, a voice came from the mask: "No smoking allowed. Didn't you see the warning sign on the wall?"

Lu Hongtao had never been yelled at like this since he became the county magistrate twenty years ago, so his face turned red. He quickly put out the cigarette butt and threw it into the trash can next to the door.

"Hey, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Lu Hongtao said with a smile and rubbed his hands.

The angel in white snorted, opened the door of the operating room, and went inside.

Zhu Qingyu smiled and said: "Everything is good in this capital, but the no smoking rule is too strict." After that, he took out a cigarette, lit one, and said, "Do you want one more?"

Lu Hongtao waved his hand: "Forget it, I'm afraid I'll become addicted if I smoke again."

Zhu Qingyu blew out a puff of smoke and fell into deep thought again. Along the way, he had been wondering why the gangsters knew their whereabouts to the airport. Who leaked the news. After much deliberation, there was only one possibility, and that was that Dr. Zhao from Lao Hongjun's family revealed his whereabouts.

Thinking of this, Zhu Qingyu couldn't help but take a breath: If Dr. Zhao has a problem, wouldn't Old Red Army Lu be in danger? If Mr. Lu's Red Army is in danger, then no one in the capital will speak up for Secretary Lu, and the consequences will be truly unimaginable.

So he said: "Secretary Lu, I want to go and see Old Red Army Lu."

Lu Hongtao hurriedly stopped him and said, "No, the old man will get sick if he finds out. Don't tell him yet."

Zhu Qingyu smiled and said: "But, I am more worried about his safety. If you think about it, no one else knows about our return to Jiangdong except a few of us. The most suspicious one is Dr. Zhao."

When Lu Hongtao heard this, he stood up suddenly and said anxiously: "That's right, why is it so weird? Go, go, no, wait until I make a call to see."

As he said that, he took out his cell phone and dialed tremblingly.

"The number you dialed cannot be connected at the moment. Please call again later." A sweet voice said on the phone.

Lu Hongtao's face showed a look of surprise and panic: "It's broken and can't get through. Go and have a look. If there's any problem, call."

Before Zhu Qingyu could finish speaking, he had already rushed downstairs.

After leaving everyone, Zhu Qingyu felt relieved because he would no longer be restricted and dragged down by collective actions.

A breeze blew past, and his figure disappeared from the door of the hospital...

Lu Yuanwu Villa. Doctor Zhao had already cooked a bowl of salvia and fungus soup and brought it to Lu Yuanwu's bedside.

Every day before taking a nap, he drinks a bowl of medicinal soup, which has a certain effect on protecting the heart. Today, because Lu Hongtao and the others were delayed in buying plane tickets, he didn't go to bed until two o'clock.

"Mr. Lu, the medicinal soup is ready, drink it while it's hot." Dr. Zhao put the medicinal soup on the bedside table and said while mixing the medicinal soup with a spoon.

Lu Hongwu was lying on the bed, with a tired look on his face. He asked: "Hong Tao and the others should have boarded the plane."

Doctor Zhao replied with a smile: "Don't worry, Mr. Lu, there will be no delay if Lu Feng sees them off. Come, let's have some soup."

"Let's put it there first. Alas, I don't know what happened. I feel uneasy right now. I always feel uneasy. I don't know if the plane is safe or not." Lu Yuanwu said worriedly.

Dr. Zhao laughed twice, her voice was clear and as sweet as a silver bell, just like when she was young: "Mr. Lu, you are worrying too much. Good people have their own destiny, and the chance of an accident on the plane is very small, so hurry up Let’s have some soup.”

Lu Yuanwu picked up the medicinal soup and put it to his mouth, took a sip and said, "Oh, this soup seems to be a little bitter than before."

Dr. Zhao smiled and said, "Maybe I took a little more medicine today, so the taste is a little stronger."

"Well, maybe so." Lu Yuanwu said, "Gulu" several times, and drank a bowl of medicinal soup.

Seeing that he was drinking happily, Dr. Zhao smiled happily and said, "Mr. Lu, just rest. I feel tired too, so I need to rest for a while."

Lu Yuanwu responded, his body became weak and he fell down, falling asleep.

Dr. Zhao called Mr. Lu several times, but when there was no reply, he exited the bedroom and went to the living room, coughed twice, and then went back to another bedroom to rest.

After a while, a masked man gently walked down the wooden stairs leading to the second floor. After observing the movement, he quickly passed through the living room and walked towards Lu Yuanwu's bedroom.

Lu Yuanwu's bedroom was half-hidden, and the masked man stepped in with a fierce look in his eyes. He pulled out a sharp knife from his sleeve and stabbed Lu Yuanwu in the chest with a flash of cold light.

Just when the sharp knife was about to fall, a black shadow flashed past, and there were two "pops". The masked man was hit on the arm, fell to the ground, and the sharp knife fell off.

The masked man's reaction was quick. At the moment he fell to the ground, he took advantage of the situation and stood on his head. His legs popped out and he was full of strength.

However, he was unable to take it back after he kicked it out. He was already held tightly by Zhu Qingyu, who raised his kick and kicked him in the chest. A scream followed the figure across the air, and then hit the opposite wall with a "dong" sound. , and then fell heavily to the ground.

The masked man didn't move for a long time. It took him half a minute to regain his breath and spit out a mouthful of blood mist with a "pop" sound.

"You, you..." The masked man raised his head with difficulty and asked, and fell to the ground before he finished speaking.

A divine rope flew out and bound the masked man.

Just as he was about to put this person into the storage bag, suddenly another black figure flashed in from the door...