"No need to thank everyone."

Lu Zifeng waved his hand and saw that several seriously injured hostages were still bleeding. He immediately stepped forward and sent a few ripples of true energy from his body to the people.

In an instant, the blood on these people stopped and their spirits became refreshed. It felt like they had just taken a cold bath.

"Thank you, thank you so much."

The hostages who were rescued by Lu Zifeng thanked him again, and were also shocked. The young man in front of him was a god who came to earth. Not only was he powerful, but he even had such a superb medical skill. He didn't see it with his own eyes, so he couldn't believe it.

Lu Zifeng waved his hand again: "No need to thank you, I just helped you stop the blood. How many of you have bullets in your bodies? You still have to go to the hospital to remove the bullets later."

Of course, he can also use the true qi in his body to directly smash the bullet, but it consumes too much of his true qi, and it is not alone. The amount of true qi stored in the golden sphere in his body is not enough to support him in doing so.

After giving the injured hostages, Lu Zifeng turned around, walked to Song Moxue, shrugged, and smiled, "Miss Song, do you want me to help you untie the rope?"

"What's so proud of?" Song Moxue snorted coldly.

But after thinking about it, he still stretched out his tied hands in front of Lu Zifeng, "Unlock them."

"This girl is so proud!"

Lu Zifeng smiled, when will he be proud?

Bai is so beautiful and not gentle at all.

Alas, he sighed silently in his heart. Lu Zifeng was unwilling to be as knowledgeable as a woman. He stretched out his finger and gently stroked the rope that tied Song Moxue's arm was instantly cut.

"Well!"

Song Moxue was stunned again. She knew how strong the rope was. She had tried to break free from the rope one centimeter thick, but as a result, her arm was tied red, and the rope did not change at all.

Now Lu Zifeng slashed his fingers lightly, and the rope was broken, as if his finger was sharper than a fast knife.

"How did you do this?"

Song Moxue was really curious and asked with wide eyes.

Lu Zifeng shrugged and said, "That's what I did!"

"Tsk!" Song Moxue gave Lu Zifeng a white look and said angrily: "If you don't say it, you will lose it."

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Director Zhou, Song Qingshan and others hid in the corridor. When they heard the movements on the rooftop outside, it seemed that something was wrong. It seemed that someone screamed. Could it be that the criminals saw the helicopter coming down and wanted to kill the hostage?

Everyone looked sideways from the door of the stairs, and then they found that it was not the hostages screaming, but the gangsters who had all fallen to the ground, lying on the ground, curled up and moaning.

"What's going on?"

Director Zhou murmured with an incredible look: "Old Song, it seems that all the gangsters have been subdued."

Song Qingshan is not blind, so he can't see clearly.

"Go and go and take a look."

Song Qingshan raised his legs and walked quickly towards the rooftop.

Director Zhou and other policemen followed suit.

When they approached, they looked at everything in front of them and were secretly frightened. The five gangsters, two of them had fainted, two were lying on the ground and moaning in pain, and one of them was Wang Batian, and his body was covered in blood, and he could no longer tell whether he was dead or alive.

Looking at the hostages, I found that they were still alive and were in good spirits. They all breathed a sigh of relief.

"Zifeng, are you okay?"

Old Song quickly walked to Lu Zifeng and asked with concern.

"Grandpa Song, I'm fine." Lu Zifeng said: "I have solved all the gangsters. There is one possibility that they will be a little heavier and I guess they won't survive." He pointed at Wang Batian on the ground.

"It's all his own uniform?"

When the police heard Lu Zifeng's words, they were all shocked.

Really? This person is so powerful?

Director Zhou and Officer Wu blushed a little. He just said that he had just died. As a result, he subdued all the fierce criminals alone, which was much awesome than the policemen.

"It's okay, these gangsters kill people like a tragedy, do everything they want, and deserve it if they die." Song Qingshan waved his hand and said, feeling equally shocked.

Five robbers with guns were instantly instantly, and they didn't even open the gun. It seems that Zifeng is really not simple.

He thought to himself that this was the top special forces in the army, and the masters of the hidden power might not be able to do this, and he couldn't help but feel more convinced that Lu Zifeng was the legendary "histor".

"Grandpa, you don't care whether I have anything to do, just ask him." Seeing grandpa coming, he didn't look at her more from beginning to end, let alone say something about him. Instead, he asked an outsider about his well-being. Song Moxue instantly became jealous and his eyes suddenly turned red.

She glanced at Lu Zifeng, full of jealous hatred.

"You still have the face to say that if you hadn't been showing off your power, not reporting on things, and acting alone, you could have caused this situation and almost killed innocent people." Song Qingshan said with a stern face.

Song Moxue's eyes became even redder. Not only did she not receive the care of her grandfather, she was also preached. Tears of grievance burst out suddenly, "I didn't mean it."

"Crying, such a big man, who is still a policeman, knows how to cry. Now you apologize to these innocent people who have been implicated by you, hurry up."

Song Qingshan's face was serious, and he felt that he was so spoiled by this precious granddaughter that he was so unscrupulous that he did not take the rules of the police force seriously and did his own way.

Director Zhou and others stood behind Song Qingshan, and they were all trembling. They had never seen Mr. Song so angry before, and they did not dare to speak much. They could only express sympathy for Song Moxue.

Lu Zifeng didn't expect Song Qingshan to get such a big temper, and he vaguely admired Song Qingshan in his heart.

At this time, not only thinking about one's granddaughter, but also thinking about those innocent people, this is not something that many people can do.

In this era, not many rich people can look down on the poor, let alone those who ignore their identities and take the initiative to admit their mistakes.

Although Song Moxue often acts coquettishly in front of Song Qingshan on weekdays, deep down, she is still a little afraid of this grandfather. Now that she sees that he really loses her temper, she dares to act like a young lady.

Wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes, Song Moxue walked to the hostages who were kidnapped by the criminals because of her, and lowered her head and said, "I'm sorry."

"Speak louder."

Song Qingshan scolded.

"sorry."

Song Moxue said loudly, tears flowing from the corners of her eyes.

"Okay, don't apologize. Officer Song, you didn't mean it, and we're fine now."

The hostages waved their hands one after another and forgave Song Moxue.

"Everyone, it's all Song's family that is not strict. If you suffer this time, my Song family will definitely compensate you." Song Qingshan said with his fists.

"Director Zhou, send all the injured hostages to the hospital for examination and treatment. All the expenses are counted on my Song family." Song Qingshan turned his head and ordered Director Zhou.

"Okay, Mr. Song." Director Zhou nodded, waved his hand and said to the young police officers behind him: "You guys have all taken them to the hospital. Those who have any injuries will be treated, and those who have no injuries will be examined."

Soon, the kidnapped hostages were taken away by the police.

When Lu Zifeng saw that it was getting late, it was fine for him to continue staying here. When he went back, he had to help his good brother Ergouzi cure his wife Wu Fang's mute disease. He didn't dare to delay the time and said goodbye: "Old Song, I think it's okay now, I'm going home too."

"Zifeng, why don't you go home today? Stay at my house for one night. I'll ask someone to make some dishes you like to eat. Let's have a good chat." Song Qingshan insisted.

Lu Zifeng declined, "Grandpa Song, I will definitely visit you another day, but today, there are still some things to do at home."

Seeing Lu Zifeng persisting so much, Song Qingshan didn't say much, "Since you want to go back, I'll ask someone to send you back."

"No, I'll go back by myself."

Lu Zifeng waved his hand and walked towards the stairs.

"Wait a minute, Zifeng."

Just as Lu Zifeng had just walked a few steps, Song Qingshan suddenly called him.

"What's wrong? Grandpa Song." Lu Zifeng turned around and frowned slightly.

Song Qingshan looked at his granddaughter Song Moxue and said, "Moxue, why don't you go over and apologize to Zifeng for the last incident? Today, if Zifeng hadn't sacrificed himself to save you, you would have been in danger."

Apologizing to this little hooligan? Song Moxue was stunned and didn't want to be beaten to death. She didn't think she had done something wrong last time. Although Lu Zifeng saved her today, so what? He talked nonsense, saying that she was his girlfriend's business, and he hadn't settled the score with him yet, and he still had to apologize to him, and he had no way to do so.

Just when she was about to say "no", Lu Zifeng took the lead in speaking.

"Grandpa Song, it's unnecessary to apologize. I've long forgotten what happened last time, and strictly speaking, Miss Song is nothing wrong. Okay, I'll leave."
Chapter completed!