Rebirth Merchant: Wonderful Space Hunting for Military Officer

boom.

The gunshot exploded, and Qin Zhan's upward rushing figure stopped at the entrance of the stairs. His deep eyes passed through the layers of smoke, and the fire finally landed on the slender and slender white figure.

The young man's white suit looked like a holy feather against the flames. The young man held a gun and maintained the action of pulling the trigger when killing people. When he turned to the side, half of his face could be seen with delicate eyebrows, but ruthless eyes. Very cruel.

For a moment, Qin Zhan hardly dared to conclude that this was the younger brother he held in his palm and cared for.

Her ruthlessness, the murderous aura that rolled around her body, and the pair of cold eyes that murdered without blinking, were completely different from the usual moon-like coldness of her.

Then, Qin Zhan saw a large area of ​​blood stained red on her shoulders. There was no damage on the clothes. The traces of blood seeped into the clothes from the skin inside. The wound at that position, coupled with such a familiar back, It made Qin Zhan's heart twitch fiercely.

It turned out that all along, the younger brother I thought was a girl, a ruthless character who held the power of life and death and led a team.

Ye Shao, Ye Shao, he did not discover the connection between the two until this moment.

It's not that Yunhua has contacts with the Ye Gang, Yun Hua is a member of the Ye Gang after all.

The complicated emotions in his heart stopped him, until the firefighting finally arrived downstairs, and the sky was pouring down. Song Ye hugged Yunhua and turned around and walked back.

The eyes of each other met in the air, Song Ye also stopped, the eyes that had no time to hide the murderous intent were no longer cold, and all the emotions in the moment were surging outwards, shock, surprise, understanding, sadness, and then everything. into indifference.

Song Ye raised his footsteps again and walked past him with Yunhua in his arms, without saying a word.

If Qin Zhan wanted to arrest her now, her gun would be pointed at him without hesitation.

It was precisely because he understood her determination that Qin Zhan didn't say anything or do anything. He just cooperated with her, sent Yunhua to the hospital all the way, and contacted the people from the medicine shop to help rescue him.

The fire in the middle of the night was extinguished after an hour, and the fire did not spread to other houses. The feedback to Wen Qi after investigation was, "The gas pipeline is normal. After the incident, the safety valves and doors and windows of the Song family were all locked. , was intentional murder."

From the appearance of the other side of the flower, Song Ye had a premonition that this explosion was not an accident, and the killers that the organization cultivated did not simply shoot and kill. They have been trained since childhood, are good at disguise and various forms of infiltration, and belong to criminals with high IQ.

The lively wedding in the day still had residual warmth, but now everyone is standing in front of the operating room door. Tang Yixiao, who is lying in it, has severe burns on half of his body, and Yunhua is being rescued from a miscarriage and hemorrhage.

All the festive atmosphere was washed away by the smell of the cold disinfectant. The tens of Ye Gang and Yun Ye's brothers stood in front of the door, and they were silent and did not speak to each other.

The atmosphere was oppressive and suffocating.

Wang Qianqian bit her lip and looked at Yuan Song, who was leaning against the door, as if her soul had been hollowed out. Then she looked at Song Ye, who was far away from the surgery door and leaned against the wall alone. She was so lonely that no one could enter. She looked like a wordless discomfort that made her lean on Wang Tiechuan, her head silently on his arm, and she didn't let herself cry.

When Qin Zhan went to the nurse's station to get the gauze, he saw Song Ye's lowered head, standing there alone, with no joy or sorrow, as if he was isolated from the world. His heart was sealed, and he allowed himself to smash his head and bleed until he died.

He walked over, stood still in front of her, and could only raise his hand slowly and stroke her hair slowly.

it's not your fault.

After understanding what he meant, Song Ye's emaciated body froze, her hands resting on both sides slowly clenched into fists, she gritted her teeth, as if she was fighting against the floor, her red eyes remained in that place without moving.

Then, the big hand above his head slid down, pressed her back, and gently hugged her into his arms, his vision was blocked by the white shirt, and the forced closed eyes were no match for the emotional attack, or maybe the person in front of him The embrace was too warm, and Song Ye felt that all her emotions were no longer in control, and the surging emotions rushed out, wet her eyes and wet the man's shoulders.

"Don't cry, Xiaoye, don't cry." Qin Zhan clumsily followed her slightly trembling back, the spine within reach was so thin and emaciated that it was distressing, he pursed the corners of his mouth and coaxed her in a low voice.

Leaflet, don't cry.

This kind of tone is like coaxing a child. Her chest is so generous that it can shelter her from the wind and rain. Song Ye grabs his shirt and clenches her teeth. Tears are pouring down. Only in this man's arms can she cry. , to be vulnerable.

The dozens of people in front of the surgery gate are all Song Ye's subordinates. Ever since he was recruited by Song Ye, he has always regarded this tomboy who likes to wear white clothes and pants as a god.

In their hearts, Song Ye is synonymous with omnipotence, an absolutely powerful being, who will never be defeated and has no shortcomings.

But when they saw her holding Qin Zhan's clothes, shaking her thin body slightly, and crying like a child in Qin Zhan's arms, they couldn't help but red-eyed, wishing to slap themselves twice on the spot.

It's true that Song Ye is their boss, but they all forgot that their boss is just a sixteen-year-old child, a man of flesh and blood, who can cry and hurt.

The bleeding wound on her shoulder would also hurt, she just wouldn't say it.

She would also be tired with so many responsibilities on her body, she just didn't say it.

Lying in the operating room were her relatives. She would blame herself, panic and worry, but she just didn't say it.

Yuan Song watched this scene from far in front of the door, and his dull eyes gradually returned to their former splendor.

He remembered driving Song Ye for the first time. She smiled and said that she would give herself a chance, and then she went all the way to the present. She also contributed to the promotion of his relationship with Yunhua.

He still remembered that when Yun Hua found out that she was pregnant, Song Ye was even happier than her own father, and her care for Yun Hua was no less than her own.

And he said that to her outside the house.

Thinking of this, Yuan Song finally walked up to Song Ye and said solemnly, "Song Ye, I'm sorry."

In front of them, she will never be qualified.

Song Ye wiped his face, his eyes were red, and the expression on his face was still a little blank, "It's the Han family who did it, and they're targeting me."

Yuan Song shook his head, reached out and patted her shoulder, "That's not your intention. You saved the lives of the family. I should say thank you to you."