Even if you really want to shoot an action movie on this road, you will never let the cars behind you get blocked. At least a sign will be erected to isolate the cars behind you get blocked.

Besides, who was the action movie that was shot like this?

Just a dozen special police officers kept searching for the vehicles and then disappeared...

Mu Liangliang replied firmly, "It can't be a film!"

If you are moving to An, you are afraid that Momo will have to join in the fun on a whim!

"No matter what happens, it has nothing to do with us. Moreover, several special police cars have been released. If you don't help you, you will be killed by the time you lose your life, it will be really not worth the effort!"

"Why don't we join in the fun and see what's going on?"

"If you have anything to join in the fun, we can't help with such things."

"In such a scene, it is indeed very likely to be catching a fugitive!" Mo Xiaoqing held her chin, and she was rarely serious and thoughtful. After looking at it, she whispered, "But it is also very likely to be a drug lord!"

Her voice was not loud, and the front seat did not hear it at all, but Mu Liangliang, who was sitting beside her, heard her last two words.

Drug lord?

Her expression suddenly became solemn, her eyes flashed slightly, and she was in a deep and bottomless manner.

"The possibility of drug lords is relatively high. No one draws the gun, which means there is no danger. It should be a drug trafficking investigation!"

"If you sell drugs, isn't that true? It means that there will be gangsters in the traffic jam?"

Mo Xiaoqingtian thought of another question, and a beautiful and cute face said maliciously, "You talk about what if that big guy jumps off the car, what if he accidentally hits his little jj?"

Mu Liangliang listened to her words and thought of the scene, "..."

Well, that's really a pain...

Qiao Qianan turned his head and looked at Mo Xiaoqing who was about to move. He couldn't help but ask with a headache, "Do you really want to go down and see?"

Mo Xiaoqing waved her hand disapprovingly, "I just look at it from the side. Anyway, it doesn't matter if we look at it from the side. Look, there are many people watching there?"

After getting off the car, she asked again, "Do you want to go and see?"

Mu Liangliang pulled out his headphones abnormally. Obviously, he didn't plan to listen to music anymore. He took his phone and opened the car door, "I'll go with you!"

"..." What's this called?

Fang Huan'an couldn't persuade Mo Xiaoqing, so he had no choice but to follow them.

You can't really let them go like this, what if you encounter any danger?

After the special police searched about ten cars, a black car suddenly stopped on the road on Mo Xiaoqing.

In the innermost part of the back seat of the car, there seemed to be a person sitting firmly, sitting firmly like a mountain, with his hands together on his knees.

From her perspective, she couldn't see the person's appearance completely, because the glass of the car was dark and she seemed to meet the person's eyes in the dark.

Mo Xiaoqing always felt that she had seen those eyes somewhere? But she couldn't remember them for a while!

Before she could figure out what she had in her hand, she was stolen.

For Mo Xiaoqing, the things in her hand are not expensive, they are just a bag, and the things in the bag are just a student ID and two or three bank cards.

But she never expected that Fang Qianan would chase after him.

Even before she could tell Qiao Qian'an not to chase him, he was surrounded.

Mo Xiaoqing really didn't expect that a person would suddenly rush to her. After all, although the place where the two of them stood was quite obvious, there were several people standing in front of them.

Also, she clearly saw the man holding a knife in his hand.

What kind of person can be so blatantly holding a knife in public, and even the special police are checking the car next to him...

What Mo Xiaoqing didn't expect was that they actually had accomplices. Several people who were standing next to them watching the fun were so scared that they screamed.

Fortunately, Mo Xiaoqing and Qiao Qianan were not unarmed people, so they immediately went up to fight with them.

Mo Xiaoqing easily solved that person. The other three people were quick to move to the house, so the three people surrounded him, and those three were not a big deal, and they still had some foundation.

She vaguely felt that this was coming to her again.

She just couldn't figure out what kind of person she was? She had to target her again and again...

She didn't allow her to continue thinking, two people holding iron sticks appeared behind her. These people seemed to have ambushed in advance, waiting for her to get off the car...

There are five people together, and they are all full of tendons and look very strong and strong men!

Mo Xiaoqing kicked him, as if she was tickling him.

The two of them are obviously much more powerful than the one just now.

Mo Xiaoqing quietly looked at Mu Liangliang next to her, meaning that she would ask her to stay away and not get close to her.

Mu Liangliang was also very smart and knew that he couldn't help them, so he took several steps back and merged into the crowd.

Mo Xiaoqing obviously forgot something. There was a burn on her right hand. During the second battle, when she fought again, she was caught by someone.

He accidentally revealed the fact that there was a injury on his hand, and subconsciously groaned, frowned slightly.

The man also learned this fact from Mo Xiaoqing's subtle expression. In the following battle, he kept attacking her right arm. Mo Xiaoqing could only retreat continuously, guarding against him.

But she couldn't be defended. After all, she only had one hand to use. The small bubbles on her right arm had been scalded, and it was a large area, which hurts as soon as she touched it.

So although he guarded this person, he didn't expect that someone suddenly appeared behind him and attacked her.

"Change in peace."

Mo Xiaoqing opened her eyes wide and watched as Qiao Qianan blocked the iron rod with his body in order to protect her. The first one hit him, and the second one hit him on the head.

There was immediately bright red blood flowing down from Qiao Qian'an's head, and it kept flowing down his ears. Not only did it dye Fang Hua'an's white shirt bright red, but it even dyed Mo Xiaoqing's body, who went up to help Fang Hua'an, also red.

"Help, help."

I don't know who is calling for help...

Maybe the cry for help alarmed the special police there, or the screams of these people alarmed the special police. In short, just when the three people were still trying to swing their sticks, the special police there finally arrived late.

Mo Xiaoqing stared blankly at the blood on his cheek slid to his chin and dripped on her face...

She couldn't help Fang Huan'an alone, so she could only watch him pressing on his shoulders and fell to the ground by him.

"Stop and don't run, stop resisting!"

But will those people really stand still and stop resisting?

Of course not!

If you really stand still, you will be a fool!

Mo Xiaoqing also wanted to chase after them and stop them, but if she moved, the housewarming on his body would slide down, but blood was still flowing from his forehead, so how could she dare to move now?

So we could only watch those people retreat quickly and orderly, retreating to the two black cars over there. It was useless for almost a minute, and the people quickly evacuated, and even the two cars left.

Mo Xiaoqing was a little panicked. If he was injured, he would not have had such a reaction at all, but-

The other party is moving to peace!

For so many years, she has always treated her like an older brother, and this time he was hurt for himself. If something really happened to him, maybe she would live in guilt for the rest of her life...

Mo Xiaoqing's eyes were slightly red, and her voice was particularly firm, "Hang Xing, hold on, I'll take you to the hospital now!"

In fact, she had no confidence in her heart, and seemed to be begging her to move on and hold on.

He pulled the corners of his mouth, and his voice was very light and ethereal, as if it was coming from afar.

He said, "Momo, don't be afraid..."

He would not let anyone hurt her, either before or after!

"Hometown, you can't have something wrong!" Mo Xiaoqing's tears fell silently from the corners of her eyes, and the hot tears seemed to burn her cheeks.

But she no longer cared about her beautiful face. She raised her hand and wiped her face. Some dirty things were stained with the blood on her hands!

What really made Fang Qian'an unable to bear was not the wound on his forehead, but the pain in his chest seemed to be a hammer hammering his heart.

It hurts more and more every time. Not only does it have blood on the forehead, but it also has a lot of sweat.

He covered his chest tightly with his hands, his breathing getting heavier and heavier. The pain of angina was so severe that he could not even speak.

The other hand raised tremblingly and slowly rose toward Mo Xiaoqing's face. However, at a distance of one centimeter from Mo Xiaoqing's face, his hand could no longer be raised and fell straight down.

The last second when Qiao Qianan fell down, all he saw was Mo Xiaoqing's extremely panicked expression.

A faint smile unconsciously raised the corner of his mouth.

That's good. Even if he really dies like this, he thinks it's enough for Momo to have such an expression in his life...

Mo Xiaoqing pressed and hugged him tightly. Sometimes her face was buried in Qiao Qian'an's neck, and she couldn't see her expression, and she felt that she was completely panicked.

She was thinking about one thing all over her mind, that is, what if something happened to her housewarming?

Uncle Qiao Aunt Qiao, he is the only son. What should I do if something really happens?

When they arrived at the hospital, the doctors and nurses pushed the emergency bed and asked Mo Xiaoqing to let go. She was not relaxed yet.

"Momo, it's okay, Momo,--" Mu Liangliang grabbed her wrist and pulled it apart. Mo Xiaoqing watched her hand holding the blood shirt move away, and a blood column slid down from the side of Qiao Qian'an's face.

Mo Xiaoqing was hugged by Mu Liangliang and sat on the bench at the door of the operating room. She was also holding on to the shirt with large blood stains, with blood all over her hands and wrists.
To be continued...