Passerby A died unlucky and changed his fate

Chapter 137 Zhao Mingzhao and the Dog

Fu Shen frowned, gritting his teeth as he thought of the past.

His goddess Zheng Wanfu had cheated him, and now the person he thought was his bootlicker was just acting.

The way Jiang Xiaobai looked at him was more like he was looking at garbage.

How did all this turn out like this?

"Take off your bulletproof vest." Fu Shen looked at Yan An with contempt.

Yan An raised his hands and said, "I'm here to talk to you, not to die."

Fu Shen sneered, "No, you're here to die, take off your clothes!"

Yan An compromised, frowned and took off his bulletproof vest.

Fu Shen took Yan An to a suite upstairs, and the sound of banging on the door came from the small room inside.

As if hearing the sound of a door opening, the sound of banging on the door stopped.

Fu Shen raised the corner of his mouth and glanced over there, his gaze falling on Yan An.

He suddenly strode closer and slashed his gun across Yan An's cheek, "So you're an undercover police officer?"

Yan An sighed, "This is a long story..."

She was pushed against the wall with her back to her. Fu Shen twisted Yan An's arm with his backhand, threw the gun aside, and whispered in her ear, "That goes without saying. Since you're pretending so well, I have to help you this time.

Didn’t you want it very much before?”

"An An!" Jiang Xiaobai began to bang on the door. "Fu Shen, please don't do this!"

Yan An was really disgusted this time, and his eyes turned cold.

"I think you'd rather... my fist!"

With a muffled groan, Fu Shen covered his eyes and fell to the ground.

Just as he was about to pick up the gun thrown on the ground, Yan An kicked the gun away.

The gun smashed straight into the wall.

Fu Shen's pupils shrank and he turned to look at Yan An.

"you……"

"Pa!" Yan An raised his hand and slapped him hard.

Fu Shen fell back to the ground, his eyelids trembling, and blood and teeth coming out of his mouth.

His head was buzzing and his self-esteem was extremely hurt. He gritted his teeth, got up, and punched Yan An with all his strength.

But the fist was actually blocked by Yan An's palm.

Yan An pushed back.

Fu Shen felt his wrist was broken!

How could this be? This is impossible to be the strength that a human can possess!

Could it be that Yan An is actually a monster secretly cultivated by the government?

The moment the man in the room screamed, gunshots rang out from all directions outside, like New Year's firecrackers.

After hearing Fu Shen's cry of pain, Jiang Xiaobai finally felt relieved and sat down with his body limp against the door.

By the time Yan An finished dealing with the people, Fu Shen had already fainted, with his limbs twisted in strange arcs.

There were footsteps outside. Yan An pulled out the gun embedded in the wall, opened the door and shot in the direction of the footsteps.

The two mercenaries who wanted to come to the rescue fell to the ground.

After closing the door and locking it, Yan An went to the room inside.

She didn't have time to look for the key and directly removed the door lock. When the door opened, Jiang Xiaobai looked over and saw her.

Jiang Xiaobai couldn't explain her feelings, she just felt that maybe she could survive.

Seeing Jiang Xiaobai's pitiful look, Yan An squatted down and hugged her, and Jiang Xiaobai burst into tears.

There were footsteps outside the door again, but this time the footsteps were neat and light, with about ten people.

Yan An knew that these were not mercenaries with no rules.

"Yan An." Zhao Mingzhao's voice sounded outside the door.

Yan An shouted: "Here, break the door and come in."

The special police who followed Gu Mingzhao didn't quite understand why they had to break down the door when the person was already inside, but they saw that their superior had already taken action.

They also came to help immediately.

The door was smashed open and Jiang Xiaobai shrank into Yan An's arms.

Yan An gently touched her head and said, "It's okay, we are family. We can go back soon."

Jiang Xiaobai nodded with a sob.

A dozen police officers were originally alert to their surroundings, but as soon as they entered the door, they were so shocked by Fu Shen's distorted posture that they couldn't control their expressions.

They were somewhat unsure whether this person was still alive.

Zhao Mingzhao gasped, suddenly thought of something, and shuddered.

Squat down and feel the breathing of the person lying down.

Still breathing!

Song Bojian came in, glanced at Fu Shen, and asked someone to take him away for emergency treatment.

The two seemed to be standing at the door looking at the people around them and checking the surrounding situation, but they were actually waiting for Yan An.

Finally, Yan An walked out of the small room, holding Jiang Xiaobai who was wearing a coat. Jiang Xiaobai had fallen asleep.

When Zhao Mingzhao saw that Yan An was so boyfriend-like, he didn't know what to say.

If Yan An could be so nice to him, he couldn't imagine how happy he would be.

"We can let the medical staff carry her away." Song Bojian suggested.

Yan An shook his head and said, "I'd better take her to the hospital. She might need to see a psychiatrist later."

The two were silent. Indeed, if a girl suffered such an injury, it would probably leave a shadow in her heart.

Jiang Xiaobai was sent to the local hospital for a physical examination. Not long after lying on the hospital bed, he fell asleep again.

She held Yan An's hand tightly, frowning, and gradually fell asleep peacefully.

At night, there was a lot of noise outside, and suddenly a lot of footsteps were heard, blocking the door.

There were several gunshots downstairs.

Yan An was originally sleeping on the edge of the bed. After being woken up, he became alert to the situation outside.

Half an hour later, Liu Yong opened the door and came in, first checking whether the two people in the ward were safe.

"No one's coming?"

"What's wrong?" Yan An asked.

Liu Yong's face was very bad. "Fu Shen killed two police officers and escaped."

Yan An's eyebrows twitched.

In fact, she is in a very complicated mood now. Fu Shen is not a good match for her.

But if she fails to complete the task, the world will reset.

If the subsequent task is also not completed, the plot will develop into the same as the original text.

It's simply an unsolvable problem, and no approach is right.

But at this moment, seeing the wound on Jiang Xiaobai's neck and the various marks on her body, and the doctor saying that her mental state was very bad.

She just wanted Fu Shen to be arrested and not released.

But now he's escaped...

Then Liu Yong continued, "But he was captured by Zhao Mingzhao. In order to capture him, Zhao Mingzhao was seriously injured."

You can't finish it in one breath.

Yan An breathed a sigh of relief, "...Then please help me take care of Xiaobai, I'll go see Zhao Mingzhao."

She stood up, bent down, and whispered in Jiang Xiaobai's ear that she had something to do. Jiang Xiaobai opened his eyes drowsily, "An An, can you please come back soon?"

Yan An nodded in agreement, "Okay."

When they reached the door, Liu Yong patted her shoulder and said, "Don't worry, sister! I'm the door god now."

Yan An thanked them and left, then asked the police officer guarding the door to find the ward where Zhao Mingzhao was.

At the door of the ward, several doctors came out with frowns on their faces, and there was a faint sound of quarreling.

Yan An walked closer and asked, "Doctor, how are the injuries of the people inside?"

Several foreign doctors sighed and shook their heads.

Yan An, "..." The alarm didn't sound, could it be that the system is malfunctioning?

After several doctors left, Yan An walked in and saw Zhao Mingzhao with his upper body naked and his abdomen wrapped in bandages.

He was lying on the hospital bed, his face and lips were pale.

Looking around, there was no one taking care of the patient in the ward. Yan An was about to call for help when the person on the bed groaned hoarsely and opened his eyes.

"Um—Aangan?"

"Awake?" Yan An leaned over to look at him. "How do you feel?"

Zhao Mingzhao's eyes turned red and he slowly stretched out his hand, as if wanting to grab something.

This action...

Yan An took his hand and held it as if possessed by a ghost.

He then curled his lips into a bitter smile, "An An, I'm always busy and can't see you, now..."

A pause, a sob.

"I'm going to have some vacation time soon, can you accompany me?"

Yan An was infected by his condition and felt a little sad. "Don't worry, you'll be fine. It's just a gunshot wound. I've been shot before. You can definitely withstand it better than me."

"...I feel encouraged...So for the rest of the time, are you willing to stay with me and not kick me out of the house?" Zhao Mingzhao looked at her deeply.

Yan An patted his hand gently, "Don't worry, in the end, no one will have a good result."

Zhao Mingzhao was stunned. "Huh?"

There was a knock on the ward door, and several doctors who had just left came in, pulling a female doctor who Yan An had not seen just now.

The female doctor looked confused, her name tag said veterinarian.

Yan An was puzzled, but he saw several people walking past the two holding hands, without even looking at them, and pulled open the curtain of the bed next to Zhao Mingzhao.

A big black dog was lying on the bed, motionless, with needles hanging from its body.

The female veterinarian was pushed to the bedside, checked the dog's condition, and then shook her head helplessly.

Yan An looked at the stiff and silent police dog.

She looked at Zhao Mingzhao, who was holding her hand with tears in his eyes.

Zhao Mingzhao pursed his lips, his eyes wandering, "You've already promised me..."