The special material dagger that broke the bulletproof glass made a circle in Ling Chen's hand. He stood in front of Zhang Xiaoxiao and looked down at her.

Zhang Xiaoxiao was so angry and scared that he kicked him and scolded, "asshole! You scared the hell out of me! "

Ling Chen suddenly put her hand around the back of Zhang Xiaoxiao's head, bowed her head and kissed her trembling white lips, so that the last syllable of her complaint was swallowed between their lips and teeth.

Du Zetang jumped down from the driver's seat of the pickup truck that was about to be scrapped. He was worried about Ling Chen's safety. Now he saw that the two were still kissing. He was a little angry and crooked his nose.

Ling Chen, who has taken advantage of enough, is not red and breathless. He releases Zhang Xiaoxiao and takes over the walkie talkie from Du Zetang. Make sure that Dick's car has left, so let them send the children away first, and then come back along the positioning on the pickup truck to save them.

Zhang Xiaoxiao only felt that her heart was still beating hard and fast. Her eyes fell on the two overturned bulletproof cars and said to Ling Chen, "uncle, what should I do over there?"

"It's easy to do. Look."

Ling Chen raised an eyebrow at Zhang Xiaoxiao. With the intention of showing off in front of his beloved, he walked over and smashed several pieces of window glass with a dagger. Then he pulled out a sleepy wretch from the narrow window.

He threw the man back to wake Du Zetang up, but he turned back and groped for a while in the driver's seat. Zhang Xiaoxiao was curious and saw him pull back with a big bag of wet paper towels and a bag of paper.

Ling Chen handed the wet paper towel to Zhang Xiaoxiao and said, "wipe, how uncomfortable."

"Are you two finished?! I need to wipe, too. Have you forgotten me? " Du Zetang, who was in charge of the work, quit immediately, said with more force and kicked the "prisoner" on the ground as if to vent his anger.

The prisoner awoke with a wail.

As soon as the man woke up, he wanted to escape. Ling Chen threw out the dagger in his hand and pierced the man's right foot like an eye and nailed it to the ground.

"Ah --!"

The shrill wail made Zhang Xiaoxiao press her ears with her fingers. She opened her eyes and didn't look at the bloody picture.

Ling Chen comfortingly kissed Zhang Xiaoxiao. When he turned his eyes to the "prisoner", the temperature difference between the front and back was terrible.

"Come on, who's your boss?"

The prisoner sat on the ground, sweating with pain, but clenched his teeth without saying a word.

The slender legs moved with a sense of strength. The dusty boots stepped on the handle of the dagger very hard and accurately, and the "prisoner" almost fainted.

This time, he didn't even have the strength to howl.

Du Zetang slowly cleaned himself next to him, smiled maliciously and said, "I advise you to either commit suicide or say it earlier, so as not to regret after all your sins."

At this time, the "Prisoners" finally realized that the target seemed completely different from the rich they had attacked before.

Their skills, driving skills, courage and ruthlessness are not like rich children. On the contrary, they are better than those who lick their blood.

He looked up at Ling Chen's cold eyes and trembled.

You'll be killed.

If you don't say it, you will be killed by this man.

This idea floated up and couldn't be pressed down any more.

"I said, I'll tell you all..."

Under the trembling voice of the "prisoner", Ling Chen not only didn't solve some questions, but felt that things were more complicated.

"What you just said..."

Du Zetang touched his chin and wanted to ask again, but his voice stopped abruptly.

Everyone's eyes followed Du Zetang's eyes and looked at his right abdomen. There, a wound pierced by dum bullet clearly appeared, which was a terrible huge blood hole.

"Bastard!"

Ling Chen looked back and saw the man who was lying on the window of the bulletproof car and struggling to shoot. He burst into a roar. The backhand pulled out the submachine gun he had hung on his shoulder when he had previously fished out the "prisoner" and fired at the side of the car.

The man who shot Du Zetang fell in a pool of blood, his body twitched a few times, and there was no more movement.

Ling Chen held the unstable Du Zetang and said repeatedly, "old Du, old Du, hold on, I'll take you back to C City for treatment!"

He was careless just now. He only hurriedly checked it and thought that he could confirm that all the others were dead except the two people he found out. Unexpectedly, there was a fish that missed the net and kept a breath!

Zhang Xiaoxiao put Du Zetang's other arm on his thin shoulder and tried to help Ling Chen carry people back to the old pickup truck.

Ling Chen pulled out the first-aid kit he had already prepared from the car, fed Du Zetang a few pills, and then said to Zhang Xiaoxiao, "girl, go drive."

Zhang Xiaoxiao turned over and sat in the front seat trying to drive, but the car couldn't catch fire.

Ling Chen changed Zhang Xiaoxiao to the co pilot. After several failed attempts, Ling Chen slammed his fist on the steering wheel, and the car horn sounded mechanically cold.

In the carriage, Du Zetang let out a groan. Ling Chen revived and rushed back to the carriage. He wiped his hands with the wet paper towel he found earlier and washed them with iodine again. Zhang Xiaoxiao watched him take out some exquisite small clips from the medicine box, and then put her hand into Du Zetang's abdominal wound in her stunned eyes!

However, it seemed that the blood really slowed down after he did so.

Ling Chen explained darkly: "it's a hemostatic clip. You help him clean his wound. I'll go down."

Looking at his angry appearance, Zhang Xiaoxiao vaguely realized what he was going to do when he got off the bus. However, she didn't say anything and didn't stop it. She bowed her head and seriously began to treat Du Zetang's wound.

To be honest, Zhang Xiaoxiao didn't know how to deal with the wound. The wound after the dum bullet penetrated made her feel that she might be able to directly pass her hand through the terrible blood hole.

Du Zetang half closed his eyes, but seemed to know her idea. He opened his mouth weakly: "wash it with disinfectant and apply the wound medicine again. Don't be afraid, unscrew it, unscrew it and pour it directly."

Zhang Xiaoxiao was scared to cry by his statement. She had no choice but to do so. She picked up the bottled iodine and was about to unscrew it. There was a painful wail outside.

The hand holding the bottle cap trembled, the wailing outside stopped, and Zhang Xiaoxiao continued to screw the cap again.

She didn't dare to use iodine in the end. She was afraid that she would directly pour iodine into Du Zetang's abdominal cavity. Zhang Xiaoxiao wiped the skin around Du Zetang's wound with disinfectant cotton as quickly as possible. During this period, Du Zetang was always twitching slightly.

"Bear it, it's almost ready, it's almost ready..." Zhang Xiaoxiao repeated, quickly applied the wound medicine, blocked Du Zetang's wound with more medical hemostatic cotton, and then began to wrap a bandage around him.

The sound of the engine came from outside. Zhang Xiaoxiao happily leaned against Du Zetang's ear: "Du Zetang, do you hear me? With a car, we can go to the hospital right away! "

Du Zetang didn't know whether he was awake or not. He nodded his head and didn't speak.

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