Chapter 115 Don’t Cut Me Apart

"Handcuff him. Throw away the gun, throw it away." Wei Zhenguo was old, and his adrenaline was not replenished as fast as Wen Ming. He was two steps behind at a distance of nearly ten meters, and shouted anxiously.

Wen Ming's blood was boiling, and he didn't care about so much. He first used Lao Hu's arm to forcefully pry him over, and then kicked his pistol away. When he wanted to touch the handcuffs, Wei Zhenguo came up from behind.

"Handcuff him, handcuff him first." Wei Zhenguo handcuffed Lao Hu from behind with two clicks, and then turned him over. He saw a hole in Lao Hu's chest, bleeding, and he seemed to be breathing out more than breathing in.

Wen Ming was still in a passionate state, and his elbow pressed Lao Hu's neck hard, looking like "I can tear tigers and leopards alive."

"He's going to die, let go, let go!" Wei Zhenguo slapped Wen Ming's big arm hard and pulled him up.

At such a tight time, people react instinctively and don't have time to think carefully.

By analogy, this is like the last minute of the middle school entrance examination or the college entrance examination. You find that you didn't write your name and copied the answer sheet incorrectly. It is known that the teacher has an 80% chance of collecting the papers on time. What should you do first and what should you do later?

For Wen Ming, Wei Zhenguo and Jiang Yuan, this is the time to make a decision.

Mu Zhiyang was shot twice in a row, and he fainted due to blood loss and fear.

"Stop the bleeding, don't move. I'll be there soon." Jiang Yuan stuffed two rolls of bandages in his trouser pocket when he went out. He took them out at this time and wrapped them directly around Mu Zhiyang's shoulders, and then checked the wound.

A large piece of flesh on the inside of his left arm was torn out, but Jiang Yuan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, if the opponent had moved two centimeters to the left, Mu Zhiyang would have died.

Now it's nothing more than a flesh wound.

The first wave of reinforcements came from the armed police. Two armed policemen holding long guns ran for two or three hundred meters. When they came over, they saw that there was no one standing. Their hearts suddenly twitched and they loaded their guns.

"Put the safety on. It's okay. The thief was shot." Wei Zhenguo was worried that the two armed policemen would accidentally fire their guns due to nervousness. He heard the sound and quickly reminded them. Then he turned on the intercom and shouted: "It's over. The thief was shot and fell to the ground. Mu Zhiyang was shot again. Call an ambulance."

"Shot again?" On the other side of the intercom, Huang Qiangmin's heart just came back to his stomach, and it bounced three inches above his head. He was nervous and madly contracted: "How could he be shot again... What's the situation? The ambulance is coming!"

"Shooting, it's hard to say now." What could Wei Zhenguo say? He didn't want to exchange his life for others, but it had come to this.

"You two come and help." Jiang Yuan raised his head and shouted, calling the two armed policemen over.

The two armed police soldiers were very young. They ran over from the parking lot next to them. There was originally a 6-man team there, in case the 5-man team discovered the ambush and would break out to drive to the parking lot.

Hearing that the thief leader had escaped, the team leader responsible for defending the parking lot only dared to send two people to reinforce.

In this wave, the armed police always used the five people as imaginary enemies, but they did not expect that the arrest of the other four would be so smooth, and the thief leader ran so decisively, and the route he chose was completely different from what they expected.

"Hold the wound and don't move." Jiang Yuan had no needles or medicine in his hand, so he could only arrange it this way for the time being, wiped his hands on his clothes, and ran to Wei Zhenguo.

Lao Hu's lungs should have been pierced, he was breathing heavily, his eyes were dim, but his expression was still nonchalant.

Jiang Yuan still wrapped his chest with a bandage, let Wen Ming press it, and then checked the injuries in other places.

Looking roughly, Lao Hu should have been shot four or five times, maybe seven or eight times.

Mu Zhiyang was shot as soon as they met. Shanliang 05 didn't even know whether it fired or not. The remaining 3 people had 21 bullets. No matter whether the thief fell or not, they all shot out.

The thief's head was bleeding, and Jiang Yuan couldn't tell the location and type of the wound.

For a living person, he could only do so much, and he still used the bandage method. It felt reasonable for the thief to bandage.

After dealing with a few more bleeding spots, the second wave of reinforcements came, this time four criminal police.

Compared with the two young armed police soldiers, the criminal police looked much fatter, but they were experienced and knew the situation when they saw it. The two came forward to help, one started to contact the back with a walkie-talkie, and the other took a yellow belt and started to sound the alarm.

At this time, Jiang Yuan had relaxed and returned to Mu Zhiyang.

Lao Hu's life and death were related to the case, but Mu Zhiyang was more important.

Perhaps it was because the surroundings became noisy, Mu Zhiyang trembled his eyelids and struggled to open his eyes.

The first person who caught his eye was Jiang Yuan.

Mu Zhiyang relaxed, but was awakened by the severe pain. Then, he murmured with horror: "Don't dissect me, I'm still alive, I'm still alive."

"What?" Jiang Yuan couldn't hear clearly, and leaned his head over.

Mu Zhiyang's face was full of sadness: "Don't dissect me..."

"I haven't dissected you yet, it's not time yet." Jiang Yuan was tickled and laughed twice, but in a moment, he couldn't laugh anymore.

If it weren't for the sniper this time, he might have really dissected Mu Zhiyang's body. If he was unlucky.

"The ambulance is here, let's go to the hospital first."

Wei Zhenguo ran over to talk, his body was already soaked in blood.

Mu Zhiyang saw Wei Zhenguo and his emotions stabilized a lot, so he had time to ask: "Where am I injured?"

"Tear off a piece of flesh on your left arm, don't touch it." Wei Zhenguo opened his hand and said: "Your chin was spattered by the brick wall and there was some bleeding. It has stopped now. It's nothing." It’s okay, you know, go to the hospital with peace of mind.”

Mu Zhiyang looked at Jiang Yuan pitifully: "If nothing happens, don't let Jiang Yuan bandage him. To be honest, my heart stopped with fear."

"I know, I know." Wei Zhenguo coaxed Mu Zhiyang onto the stretcher and then into the ambulance.

The ambulances were also contacted in advance. There were two in total, and they were all used this time. One took Mu Zhiyang, and the other took Lao Hu, and drove to the town hospital at full speed.

"How long will it take for the doctor to arrive?" Jiang Yuan followed and got into Mu Zhiyang's ambulance and asked Wei Zhenguo opposite.

Wei Zhenguo also asked on WeChat. He raised his head and said, "The doctor from the No. 1 Hospital of Qinghe City is rushing over in two hours. I think Mu Zhiyang is fine. Whether the bandit leader can wait depends on whether he is willing to die." Hard."

Jiang Yuan looked at Mu Zhiyang, who had fallen asleep again, and said: "The town will deal with it. If he doesn't die in 2 hours, the culprit will not die."

"Well, he asked for it. If he came at a fixed time, wouldn't we have the manpower ready? He picked the day, who could prepare all the doctors for him." Wei Zhenguo pushed all the responsibilities away, but his emotions were different. Still a little nervous.

Suddenly no one spoke in the ambulance, only the beeping warning sound made people feel upset.

Today is destined to be a tumultuous day. The arrested people need to be interrogated and the clues that appear need to be followed. Liu Jinghui should have rushed here, but even he is probably a little stretched for such a big eucalyptus.

Jiang Yuan felt a little scared when he looked at Mu Zhiyang lying unconscious in front of him.

I was nervous just now.

After calming down, I realized that my back was covered with sweat and my hands and feet were weak. I wanted to lie side by side with Xiao Mu.

The heartbeat was also thumping, and I felt that it was working hard.