With a bang, Gong Jiu's entire body flew out sideways and hit the carriage, making a loud noise.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead." The vulture whispered coldly.

"Gong Jiu!" Han Xiaoye was startled and hurriedly ran towards Gong Jiu.

Although the vulture did not make a dead hand, this kick was enough for Gong Jiu. Gong Jiu's mouth was blistering with blood, his body trembled slightly, his face was pale, and beads of sweat the size of beans hung down on his face, and his expression was very painful.

Because Xiaohua studied traditional Chinese medicine, Han Xiaoye also knew some medical knowledge, and even specialized in emergency treatment. After checking Gong Jiu's condition, he had at least three broken ribs, and it was a great luck that the broken ribs did not pierce the internal organs.

"Gong Jiu, how are you? I'll call an ambulance for you. Han Xiaoye was a little anxious in his heart.

Saying that, Han Xiaoye took out his mobile phone from Gong Jiu's body, and then started dialing.

But before he could hit it, Gong Jiu suddenly made a move, snatched the phone, and then smashed it on the ground, and the poor phone was torn apart.

"No、、、 no need to call an ambulance." Gong Jiu struggled, held on to the wall of the carriage behind him with both hands, and slowly stood up.

Trembling and trembling, he finally stood up.

Looking at the vulture with burning eyes, full of determination.

How could Han Xiaoye not know what Gong Jiu was going to do, why was this guy so stubborn, could it be that the so-called principles were more important than life?

"Gong Jiu, no, you will die!" Han Xiaoye stood in front of Gong Jiu.

Han Xiaoye couldn't understand Gong Jiu, couldn't understand why he was sent to death like this. Human life is extremely important, and there is only one time, and when you die, there is nothing. Your thoughts, your souls, your **, all the qiē will turn into ashes, and it feels chilling to think about.

But why, why did Gong Jiu want to die like this.

Han Xiaoye wouldn't know that for Gong Jiu, he had been a gangster member for three years, and the only thing he stuck to was his principles. Gong Jiu knew that he could not give up his principles at any time, even in the face of death.

This is the foundation on which he stands, this is the source of all his strength.

He has given his body to the darkness, and if he renounces this principle, his soul will also be assimilated by the darkness, and then the real doom will never be recovered.

Gong Jiu doesn't believe that there is a heaven, but he believes that there is a hell, he just hopes that after he dies, he can enter the first, second or third layers of hell, he doesn't want to be sent to the eighteenth floor.

"Han Xiaoye, you get out of the way." Gong Jiu pushed Han Xiaoye to the side.

Han Xiaoye didn't know how much patience the vulture had, but he could feel the killing intent that was constantly swelling up on the vulture's body, and he was afraid that as soon as he got out of the way, the vulture would kill Gong Jiu......

"Gong Jiu, you can't die."

"I have my principles, please get out of the way." Gong Jiu looked at Han Xiaoye without a trace of fear in his eyes.

Han Xiaoye was slightly stunned, he was extremely smart, his wisdom was unparalleled, but why, why couldn't he understand Gong Jiu, what kind of thought was this? Why can Gong Jiu not even be afraid of death, is the power of principle really so great?

Can you really stick to your principles until you are not even afraid of death?

In the end, Han Xiaoye still got out of the way.

Gong Jiu and the vulture came face to face.

A faint hint of excitement flashed in the vulture's eyes, and at the same time, the ferocious intent was scattered.

Gong Jiu looked at the vulture in front of him, there was no hatred in his eyes, no regrets, some just moved forward.

Suddenly, Gong Jiu roared angrily: "Come on, my name is Gong Jiu, and I will rest until I die!" ”

At the moment when Gong Jiu shouted, the vulture's feet were forced, and with a bang, the whole person burst out and pounced towards Gong Jiu. In the eyes of the vulture, Gong Jiu is just a chicken, and he has no ability to resist at all. To kill Gong Jiu, it's just a matter of raising your hand.

The vulture's speed was too fast, Gong Jiu only felt a figure flash in front of him, and then he flew up again.

It slammed into the wall of the truck.

He felt that it was pitch black in front of his eyes, and there seemed to be blood flowing from his ears and eyes, which was very uncomfortable.

His head was dizzy, and his chest ached, but he knew that he wasn't dead yet.

Since you are not dead, you have to continue. I'm Gong Jiu, and I won't back down from the fear of death. From the moment he joined the gang, he had already dedicated his life. He's seen too many injuries, too many deaths.

The few people who mixed with him were crippled and dead, and only he was lucky, and they were all sound by now.

But Gong Jiu knows that he will be crippled and die one day, this is the price of joining the gang, this is his end. Now it seems that that day is finally coming.

Before, he thought he would be afraid, but he didn't expect that when he actually faced it, he didn't have any fear at all. He's just a little lost, he hasn't returned to Huaxia to tell his parents, I'm living well, I haven't found a daughter-in-law to tell her, I'm a very reliable person, and I haven't had a child to tell him, your father is a big hero.

I really hope to die in Huaxia!

This is the appeal of all the wandering Chinese people, recognizing their ancestors and returning to their ancestors, this is something in the bones of Chinese people, not something you can abandon if you want to.

Han Xiaoye looked at Gong Jiu, who was motionless on the ground, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Is Gong Jiu dead? Maybe it's dead.

"Gone." The vulture said lightly at Han Xiaoye.

"You go, I'll leave myself." Han Xiaoye turned to look at the vulture, he didn't hate the vulture, he just felt sorry for Gong Jiu.

The vulture smacked his lips, he was still going to bring Han Xiaoye to Rose, how could he leave alone. Maybe Rose will thank herself because of Han Xiaoye, Rose's thanks are very exciting, Rose is in a good mood, you can ask her for something.

The thought of the things that the rose had researched made the vulture's eyes excited.

"Come with me." The vulture raised its eyes to look at Han Xiaoye.

Han Xiaoye cooperates best, if he doesn't cooperate, it's actually the same if he knocks out and takes him away.

"Smack!" Before Han Xiaoye could speak, Gong Jiu's hand suddenly raised and slapped on the wall of the truck, making a clattering sound.

Han Xiaoye was stunned, Gong Jiu was not dead yet!

The vulture's eyes finally narrowed, and the corners of his mouth brought out a strange arc, looking at Gong Jiu on the ground with interest.

I didn't expect to come to Seattle once and meet two interesting little guys.

One is Han Xiaoye and the other is Gong Jiu.

Han Xiaoye's wisdom amazed him, and Gong Jiu's persistence shocked him.

After about five minutes, Gong Jiu struggled and struggled, and finally got up from the ground. His face was covered with blood, which was coming from his eyes and nose, and it was clear that he had suffered from Yan Zòng's internal injuries.

"I'm 、、、 my name is Gong Jiu, until death, Fang Xiu!" Gong Jiu looked at the vulture, his bloodshot eyes were almost invisible, and his brain was also cloudy.

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