Chapter 685: Stealing Hearts (8)
Then, there seemed to be a soft muffled grunt, and then, there was a muffled "thump", like the sound of something heavy falling to the ground.
Brother Xing, who was in the car, waited for a long time, burping, drunk, and dissatisfied: "What's the matter?" Why haven't you come up yet? ”
After asking, no one responded, he got angry and opened the door scoldingly: "What, you saw me enter the police station once, and you didn't even listen to me?" Blind your dog's eye! When I go back in the evening, I'll let you pack up your things and get out of here! ”
He burped, drunk, and staggered the car door open. It was pitch black on the road outside, and the street lights had been extinguished. Only the light radiating from the houses in the distance was like a few ghost fires flickering on the Huangquan Road.
Brother Xing was indeed a little dizzy, staggered two steps, walked to the back of the car, the trunk, and sure enough, the bodyguard was lying on the ground. Maybe it was because it was too dark, he couldn't see clearly, and thought that the other party was drunk too much, so he kicked him unhappily: "Bastard, pour it after two sips of wine, useless things!" ”
Dig it out on the trunk side, dig it out, and prepare to change the tires yourself.
It was a turn, and the road was just wide enough for two cars to pass side by side. Brother Xing didn't find any tools for a long time, but he stumbled twice and almost fell. I was afraid that I would not be able to go back, so I took out my mobile phone and prepared to call.
As soon as the mobile phone lit up, next to him, he suddenly felt that there was someone next to him, and just turned around, the person over there took advantage of the light of his mobile phone to volley a wooden stick in the air, and hit him head-on, hitting him head-on.
Brother Xing fell to the ground in pain, and he hadn't gotten up yet. There seemed to be a sound of running behind him, and then the sound of the car opening and closing, followed by the sound of the car starting, and then, a car drove towards him, aimed at his legs, and ran over fiercely!
"Ahh ——" There was a heart-rending shout, Brother Xing's whole sore legs were his own, and the wine was forced to wake up in an instant. But the car didn't drive away immediately, but turned around and crushed his legs again!
"Help, help!" Brother Xing was crushed to death! Every inch of broken bones, every trace of broken muscles, is like a knife, squeezing his nerves!
His drunkenness and sleepiness dissipated in an instant! He thought he was going to faint in pain, but he didn't, because it hurt so much!
The pain of crushing his legs made almost his entire face distort. He looked up with great difficulty, and watched the ghost-like car, after crushing his legs, and then speeding away! The street lights were all off, the light was so dim that he couldn't even see what color, what style, or even what license plate the car was! It's even more unclear who the person who just hit him and broke his legs is!
Only then did he see that the bodyguard lying on his side was lying on the ground, and blood seemed to be flowing from his head......
At the intersection hundreds of meters away from here, Ling Yichuan's car was parked on the side of the road, without a driving light, quietly watching all this. When Brother Xing crawled to get his mobile phone and was about to call for help, he slowly greeted Lian Sihan and drove away......