Bomb has always felt that he is a very fatal person. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

When he was returned to the Ministry of Defense of the United States, when he was a soldier, he faced death many times on the battlefield in the Middle East.

But they all survived, only to pass by death.

After he returned to China, he did a lot of cases, not to mention the police, even the people from the National Security Bureau were alarmed and arrested repeatedly.

He escaped.

And now......

Crawling out of the icy water, even though his whole body was in great pain, he lay on the river beach like a dead dog.

But, listening to the sound of the rushing river and looking up at the starry sky, the bomb knew that God had once again blessed him.

He lay quietly.

Using clothes as a filter, I draw some moisture from the sand.

The legs are fine.

It's just that one arm is broken.

There were multiple soft tissue contusions all over his body, and the pain made him gasp.

"Damn Japanese cars!"

I couldn't help but complain, and the bomb rolled and climbed onto the riverbank.

Find a sharp stone, cut through your clothes, and bandage your bleeding arm.

At this time, there is no need to deal with the problem of disinfection and infection.

Dead people are not qualified to say that they are infected.

He felt extremely cold all over his body, a sign of excessive blood loss.

You have to get some supplies as soon as possible, or you'll die.

So, he found a cane and began to walk slowly.

Ahead.

It's a village.

Seeing the light, the bomb hesitated and stopped.

His appearance in the village will definitely attract the Huaxia police.

Gritting his teeth, he stopped.

Now, it's not dark enough.

Wait until it's the dead of night, and then go.

He silently gathered his strength.

At this moment, a bright light suddenly came from a distant intersection.

The lights are bright and the speed is medium.

It was a white Audi Q5, the bomb bit its tongue, endured the pain, and quickly dodged to both sides.

He didn't dare to be discovered.

However, under the injury, his speed is too slow.

Also, there are no obstacles on either side of the road.

This Audi has already seen him.

When they arrived, the car slowly stopped.

The windows open.

Seeing that he couldn't dodge, the bomb took a deep breath and tried to pretend to be extremely weak.

"Help me. ”

"I climbed the mountain, rolled down from the top of the mountain, and broke my arm. ”

"Take me to the hospital. ”

He gasped and said, somewhat stiff in Chinese.

"Foreigners?"

A woman's surprised voice sounded in the car.

She took out her phone, turned on the flashlight function, looked at the bomb closely, and saw that he was covered in blood.

The light illuminated her face.

This woman is Fang Fang.

The Lu family made a fortune with the spring breeze of reform and opening up.

In the last few decades, it was still a farmer facing the loess with his back to the sky.

The ancestral tomb of the old Lu family is in the countryside, a mountain village called Gushan Village.

Mr. Feng Shui said that the ancestral tomb is a treasure land, and the Lu family can have its current achievements thanks to the blessing of the ancestors.

Therefore, even if there were hundreds of millions of family fortunes later, they never moved the graves, but carefully preserved, repaired the luxurious cemetery, and even found a grave keeper in the village.

Yesterday, the grave keeper called and said that the cemetery was flooded.

Hearing this letter, thinking of his son being arrested, Fang Fang was also anxious.

This is no small matter.

The son was arrested, and it is estimated that the ancestor was angry.

So, she hurried back to check the specific situation, and invited Mr. Feng Shui and the construction team at the same time.

Today I was busy in the cemetery for a day, and until now, I rushed to the city.

I didn't expect to meet such a person on the road.

Fang Fang is a little flattering.

At this time, if she was a Chinese, maybe she wouldn't care about it and just leave.

However, seeing the bomb's blonde hair and tall stature, she hesitated and chose to help.

A moment later.

The bomb sat in the back seat.

He was a little nervous in his heart, and he was thinking about whether to kill this woman.

However, thinking of his broken arm, which is not very easy to drive, he hesitated for a while, but the bomb still gave up this idea.

"Bear with me, I'll take you to the hospital now. ”

Fang Fang restarted the car and said quickly.

The bomb fell silent.

Hospital.

In all fairness, he was afraid to go to the hospital.

One is to take into account the police.

The second is to take into account the Qin family.

Obviously, that big truck is the Qin family who wants to cross the river and demolish the bridge, killing people and killing people.

And the police are also searching for themselves everywhere.

In the bomb's heart, a little sad feeling was quietly born.

Black and white, all of them are their own enemies.

And now, I'm hurt like this.

It's so exciting!

After thinking about it, the bomb complimented: "Beautiful lady, you are so kind, God bless you." ”

Fang Fang glanced through the rearview mirror and said with a smile: "Bless you too, you hold on." ”

"Hey, which country are you?"

Fang Fang remembered that for this kind of seriously injured person, it seemed that he had to talk to him all the time, so that he would not fall asleep and not wake up.

That's bad luck.

"Yes. ”

"Once a soldier, now an extreme sports enthusiast. ”

Bomb said vaguely.

"Wow, that's cool. ”

"It's a bit dangerous, though. ”

Fang Fang said.

Next, Fang Fang kept talking.

The bomb had to deal with it.

Whenever he fell silent, Fang Fang reminded him loudly.

He was getting more and more depressed.

I feel like I want to die.

Was this woman sent by God to torture herself?

The bomb felt like he was going to be talked to death.

Now.

Thoughts raced through his head as an excuse not to go to the hospital.

However, it was probably because of excessive blood loss, and he had the energy to chat with Fang Fang.

He felt that his head was groggy and not very bright.

He had no choice but to remain silent.

The car continued to drive.

Fang Fang was still looking for a topic.

Time passes.

The bomb felt his consciousness gradually blurred, but with an instinct, he whispered: "I don't go to the hospital, don't send me to the hospital, please." ”

"Someone is going to kill me, they're going to kill me. ”

"I'm so thirsty, I want to drink water, I'm so thirsty......"

Hear this.

Fang Fang's heart was beating violently, and she subconsciously stepped on the brakes, a little nervous.

She realized something was wrong.

This can't be a fugitive, right?

Thinking of this, a different thought quietly popped up in Fang Fang's mind.

His son is still locked up in the police station.

This person, if he is really a fugitive and helps the police catch him, he will be meritorious.

Perhaps, for the sake of this merit, the police can release the son?

On second thought......

Before, when the ancestral grave was flooded, the son happened to be arrested.

Now, the ancestral tomb has begun to be repaired, and it is almost repaired, probably this is going to get better, right?

Fang Fang was faintly happy in his heart.

She felt that it must be providential.

After thinking about it, Fang Fang quickly dialed Zhou An's phone.

At the police station that day, she saw Phoenix's worship of Zhou An, and she realized that this little policeman was definitely not simple.

So, I asked someone to get Zhou An's phone number.

Originally, I was thinking about giving Zhou An some gifts to see if I could be accommodating and let my son go.

It just so happened that the matter of repairing the grave was delayed.

The phone rang a few times and was quickly connected.

"Hello, who?"

Zhou An's voice came from the earpiece.

Fang Fang cautiously glanced at the bomb in the back row, and after thinking about it, she stepped on the brakes and slowly parked the car on the side of the road.

Then, she took the keys and locked the car door.

"Officer Zhou, I'm Fang Fang, Lu Dehu's mother, we met that day. Fang Fang said with a smile.

Doodoo ......

As soon as she said this, the phone was hung up.

Fang Fang froze.

Gritting her teeth, she called Zhou An again.

Plug it on again.

"Don't call me, your son's matter is not negotiable. ”

Zhou An's voice was very cold.

Fang Fang took a deep breath and said quickly, "Officer Zhou, give me a minute, I have something very important to tell you." ”

"On the way home, I found a foreigner covered in blood, and I offered to take him to the hospital, but he didn't want to go, and said that someone was going to kill him. ”

"So I thought, could this be a fugitive?"

"No, I'll call you. ”