This is also the result I want to see the most, the motorcycle driver becomes a deserter, and it also saves me from fighting with the beard. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Neither of us chased out, and I asked Beard to call the police for support as soon as possible. But after Hu Zi took out his mobile phone and fiddled with it a few times, he scolded his mother angrily, saying that there was no signal.

I turned my attention back to the car. Don't look at it badly, but I want to try it and see if I can get it to keep moving.

I got into the driver's seat and didn't even pull out the car keys, which was convenient for me.

I lit the car again and reversed it again. The car stepped back with a clattering noise, but the bumper on the front of the car also fell off.

I didn't care about that, and I didn't care what the car looked like. I was overjoyed, beckoned to the beard, and hurriedly carried Wang Zhongju and the two enemies to the cart.

I wanted to drive this car straight back to the police station, and no matter what I looked, we made another meritorious service this time. In addition, I believe that as long as Nie Mazi and the others ask in time, they will definitely be able to catch this wave of hardcore brothers of Boss Long.

Wang Zhongju was a little stunned, firstly because he had drunk too much, and secondly, he was absolutely frightened, when he knew that he was sitting in the back seat with two enemies, he complained directly, and even scolded me and the beard.

We don't care so much now, so I quickly turned around and went back the way I came.

The front light of this car is also broken, which causes the light to be weak, so I asked the beard to sit in the passenger seat and not be idle, and help me keep an eye on it.

The beard responded again and again, and he didn't dare to be careless.

We walked like this for a while, and when we were about to leave the path, two more lights suddenly appeared in the distance.

The light was so strong that I wanted to cry. The beard was still talking to me, saying that it wouldn't be a motorcycle again, would it? His grandmother's, crashing into these stupid people.

I was originally quite optimistic, after all, we drove a four-wheeled sedan chair, but when I looked closer, I wanted to cry.

Ahead of me was a big truck. It used to turn off the lights and quietly block the road, but now that we want to escape, it can't help but move.

In contrast, the tonnage of the truck, if it really wants to hit it, it can deflate the special car, and a few of us will be run over to death.

While we were stunned, the truck really came like this, the driver refueled hard, and the truck moved quickly with a roar.

The beard was the first to fry the pan and said to me, "Quick, turn around and run away." ”

The road was so narrow that if I had given me more time, I would have made a U-turn, but now in such a hurry, I hit the steering wheel three times before I could barely get the car sideways.

The truck is not far from us, and it is estimated that it will be ten seconds and eight seconds to press over.

I'm sweating in the head, and if I get out of the car with my beard and run away, it's still too late, but what about the guy in the back seat?

I looked around in a hurry, and found that there were two trees next to the road that were a little spaced apart, and they seemed to be able to drive through, and the trees behind them were not too far apart.

I got a little bold, and yelled to get my beard to sit down. I stepped on the gas pedal and let the car run past the gap between the two trees.

It's still a downhill slope. Beard originally yelled, "His grandmother's, it's too ruthless, isn't it?" but then he wanted to say it but couldn't say it, and it went on and on, because the descent was very bumpy.

I definitely played at a super level, drove the BYD, and went over six rows of trees, and finally the car hit an old tree.

The car had been hit twice in such a short period of time, and this time it was definitely bad, with smoke coming out of the front lid.

I jumped out of the car with the beard, and I turned my head to look. The truck was parked on the side of the road, it wasn't a bulldozer, it couldn't just press down so many trees, but its doors opened, and six people jumped out of it.

My heart was pounding, and my heart said that this car could be fucking capable of holding people.

At this time, Wang Zhongju hummed and climbed out of the special car. He's really a coward who dropped his chain, and he got a big wet piece from his crotch, probably scared to pee.

I said to the beard, "Hold Officer Wang, and then run away." "Actually, I also have a kind of idea in my heart that I don't want to care about him, but if I abandon him at this time, you can imagine what the consequences will be.

The two of us alone lifted Wang Zhongju. But this guy has a pair of feet, and he doesn't have to work hard at all.

He also bluntly said, "My stomach is too swollen to escape." ”

I am reminded of the old saying, lazy donkeys and lazy horses poop and pee. And the beard and I can't always carry him up and run, and we don't have that much physical strength.

I shouted, "I'm sorry officer." I threw my fist again and punched him twice in the stomach.

Hu Zi also cooperated, and smashed Wang Zhongju's back twice. Wang Zhongju couldn't help it, wowed, and vomited.

Beard and I looked at each other, and we tacitly snapped our throats together.

The two of us have become a distinctive "landscape", standing side by side, spitting together.

This noodle is also dirty, and even the smell is unpleasant, but the stomach is so empty, Wang Zhongju is half awake from wine, and I and my beard have become more able to run.

We ran down the hill and ran uphill. The descent was not very long, and after a hundred and eighty meters, we ran on another road.

This road is quite wide, and it is estimated to be National Highway 102. If there is a car at this time, we can definitely run away with it, the problem is that there is none.

I looked back and forth, and the whole thing was black.

The footsteps of the pursuers were soon heard, and they were about to rush out of the downhill slope.

Wang Zhongju shuddered and asked, "What should I do?" Beard and I looked at each other and said the same sentence together, "Run for your life!"

We threw off our strides and ran along the road. Wang Zhongju also desperately tossed his legs, but he was usually too negligent in exercising, especially the slightly bulging little belly, which also became a burden to him.

The gang was the first to catch up with Wang Zhongju, they were all armed with machetes, and they also attacked Wang Zhongju together in extreme cold blood.

Wang Zhongju was stupid, he forgot to resist, but shouted in his mouth, "I'm a policeman." ”

I thought to myself, what's the use of him shouting like that? It's like a woman who meets a rapist at night, she doesn't run away or resist, she just tells the rapist, "If you're going to rape me, you're going to go to jail." "I guess in the end, she was raped even worse.

I still want to save Wang Zhongju in my heart, but my heart is more than enough and my strength is insufficient, I can only try not to look back, not to see the bloody scene behind me. The beard was supposed to slow down and twist, but I pulled him back.

Wang Zhongju didn't scream much, and finally stopped screaming, it is estimated that there is more than one luck.

I escaped with Beard all the way, to say nothing for two miles, and Beard pinched the base of his thigh from time to time, which was also an indirect stimulation of potential.

I thought that if I escaped like this, I would be able to save the two of us, but the pursuers were not good at stubble, and for a while, they really couldn't run, but I looked back and glanced vaguely, and they seemed to have something to do, either by the neck or on the arm, and then became extremely excited and chased after them.

I suspect they used a cardiotonic agent.

My beard and I were both exhausted and gasping for breath at the end, and we were still standing still. We didn't use all of our energy, and we still had a little bit of energy, but we were going to fight it last.

The two of us stared at the opponent thirty meters away, and they changed to running, and they also wanted to take the opportunity to adjust their physical strength and slowly approach the two of us.

Beard chose to pull out the belt of his trousers, and I tore two rags from my body and wrapped them all around my fists, which would make my fists harder and more resistant when I hit someone.

The beard asked me, "Xiao Bo, are you afraid?" I shook my head and asked him, "What about you?"

There was a sense of arrogance on the beard, and he laughed and said, "In this life, I'm afraid that I won't be able to soak in girls without money, and everything else is a fart?"

Beard and I didn't say anything more, staring coldly at the six people.

They were definitely trained, they all walked in unison, and they all held their machetes slightly. It was stressful, but it wasn't enough, and all of a sudden, there was another light behind us.

This time it's the headlights of the motorcycle again, and the motorcycle is super fast, so it's rushing to this side.

I couldn't help but grin and sneer, saying in my heart that there are wolves and tigers in front of me, and my brothers' lives are really not good.

The six men also sneered, and they finally lined up five meters away from me and Beard, also waiting for the motorcycle to arrive.

Beard and I didn't want to be too passive, so we simply went back to back. The beard was on the six, and I was on the motorcycle.

The two of us were handed over to each other behind their backs, which is the trust that can only be found between iron-clad brothers, and they also have the unyielding posture of fighting side by side rather than dying.

I kept an eye on the bike, and as it approached, I recognized it by the driver's clothes, the guy who had just escaped.

I clenched my fists rhythmically, waiting for the moment when I was about to fight.

But suddenly an accident happened, and the motorcycle made a final turn, avoiding me and Beard, and rushed towards the six men.

At this time, the speed of the car was definitely sixty miles ago, and the motorcyclist jumped out of the car violently. It was dangerous, and after he landed, he rolled a few laps, and only after taking advantage of this momentum to unload most of his strength did he stand up dexterously again.

With a helmet and riding clothes in the way, he was not injured, but the six enemies were miserable, they did not expect this, and they could not dodge.

The motorcycle swept sideways under their legs. Two people jumped up in time and barely avoided it, but the four of them were miserable, all like poured oil bottles, and they all cried for a while.

Me and the beard are all blindfolded. The motorcyclist ripped off his helmet and jersey again, and was shirtless. He was white, especially at night.

I didn't expect the living dead to appear, and I was overjoyed.

The living dead didn't say anything to the two of us, laughed a few more times, and rushed towards the six.

If you want me to say, he can run as fast as a motorcycle. The other two surviving enemies, unable to laugh at this time, faced the living dead together.

Gu Chao's move was very strange, he didn't use his fists, but danced his claws. His two claws are fast and ruthless, and they are not grasping the opponent's vital acupoints, or sensitive places.

In just one round, the two enemies fell to the ground, especially one of the unlucky ones, who was also grabbed by Gu Chao and took a handful of hair, and at first glance he was bald.

Gu Chao raised his claws, blew the strands of hair inside, looked at me and his beard coldly while he was free, and muttered, "Fortunately, I came here in time, and my mission didn't smash the pot!"

(Yesterday, someone analyzed Xiao Bo with me, especially why he said at the beginning that his parents were killed, why he became a commutation prisoner after he was imprisoned, etc., fortunately, I didn't guess it at all, hehe)