Chapter 162 (1/2)

When Liu Yanbo drove back to Zizhuyuan, it was more than two o'clock in the morning. After parking in the garage, he did not rush to get out of the car to go home. Instead, he lit the only cigarette left in his cigarette box and sat in the car and looked at his mobile phone.

Ding, Ding, Ding

As soon as his mobile phone was turned on, dozens of messages came in groups, all of which were reminders by phone calls. Most of the calls were made after 11 o'clock last night, that is, after more than 100 teachers and students of Haida University were rescued.

Liu Yanbo had a rough look. Yin hanruo played the most times. She played 17 times alone. The last time was 10 minutes ago. The second is Pan Yuyi. She has played eight times. Then Bai bin, Lin Xue, Shangguan Qingmeng and others have basically played two or three times. Even Gao Wan'er has also played once.

Liu Yanbo knew that he had shut down the machine for such a long time, and others would not say it for a while. Yin hanruo, pan Yuyi and Bai bin would surely come to explain later. Moreover, these three masters were the most unreasonable of these people who called. They would certainly break the sand pot and ask the truth.

Looking at the dozens of reminders on his mobile phone, Liu felt a little dizzy, which made him even have the impulse to change his mobile phone number and run away.

Alas, ~

after sighing, Liu Yanbo sighed in his heart and said, ”who am I doing this every day?”

After smoking, Liu Yanbo dragged his tired body to the door of his home. His left hand was numb, and there was no pain at all. However, the gunshot wound on his chest still hurt faintly.

Liu Yanbo opened the door lightly and walked into the living room. As soon as he entered the living room, he was just opposite Yin hanruo, who was sitting on the sofa looking back.

”Hanruo, are you still up?” Liu Yanbo felt his nose awkwardly and looked around. He didn't see Huang Ma and Shangguan Qingmeng.

Yin hanruo looks at Liu Yanbo, and the anger in her eyes has turned into heartache.

he is really in a mess now.

Liu Yanbo is similar to a man who was pulled out of the muddy water. Although he wiped his hair, clothes and trousers with a dry towel in the car before he came in, he could still see that his hair, clothes and trousers were wet, and there were many mud marks on his clothes and trousers. The most important thing was that his face was whiter than white paper and his eyes were dim and tired.

Yin hanruo got up in a hurry and went over, worried: ”Liu Yanbo, are you ok?”

Liu Yanbo felt numb when Yin hanruo saw that he was hurt. He shook his head in a hurry and said, ”I'm ok, but I fell into a puddle when I came back, so I looked a little embarrassed.”

Without waiting for Yin hanruo to ask any more questions, Liu Yanbo ran to the second floor and said, ”we'll talk about what we have to say later. I'll go back to my room to take a bath and change my clothes.”

In a puddle?

How could Yin hanuo believe such a poor reason? He rushed to the second floor and ran into Liu Yanbo's room. He closed the door behind his back hand and said, ”Liu Yanbo, you take off your clothes.”

Undress?

Is

Liu Yanbo has no energy to make jokes and YY. He follows Yin hanruo's eyes and falls on his chest. He can't help but smile bitterly -

the gunshot wound on his chest is bleeding again, and his white inner shirt has been dyed red.

At this time, there was nothing to hide. Liu Yanbo raised his eyes and said, ”come and help me. My left hand is broken. It's not easy to take off my clothes.”

”What, a broken hand?” Yin hanruo was shocked and said, ”why don't you go to the hospital?”

”Elder sister, I still have gunshot wounds.” Liu Yanbo had no choice but to say, ”the martial law of the whole city has not been lifted. If I go to the hospital, I think you will have to go to the police station to see me.”