Wang Dabing crawled on the desert that could burn people's skin under the scorching sun in the sky, and he tried all his strength, even the strength to eat milk, in order to escape.

Sometimes, you have to admire a person's desire to survive.

Just now, he, Wang Dabing, was still trying to give up, let those people be caught back, and even be roasted to death by the scorching sun.

However, after regaining his desire to survive, he burst out all his potential.

In order to avoid the fierce pursuers behind him, he went out, relying on his not very strong will, constantly breaking through his physical and psychological limits, and struggling to escape for 48 hours in the Gobi Desert, where there was no hope and the test of the heat.

Being able to hold on for 48 hours under such circumstances, even Wang Dabing himself was a little surprised.

If it were usual, he would definitely float on the three whites and praise himself. But at this time, he was not in such a mood, nor did he have such a mind.

At this moment, he has only one thought in his mind, that is, to run, keep running, he must run out of this ghost place, and the things that the eldest brother who will risk death to bring him out must be handed over to the police.

He knew that of the four people who came out together now, only he was still alive. The rest were brutally murdered by those shitty bastards. If he dies like this, then those dogs will continue to go unpunished and continue to do harm, and then more people like him will mysteriously disappear, and then be caught in this ghost place where birds don't shit, become a real guinea pig, and suffer their inhuman torture.

All fears and fears come from the unknown.

But now, in death he has experienced and seen. So there's nothing to be afraid of.

At this moment, not only is he not afraid, but he also has this strong desire for revenge in his heart, he hopes to send the things in his hands safely and hand them over to the police, so that the police will be thundered and knocked out the demon cave.

Although he has a strong desire to survive and is struggling desperately forward, when the manpower is finally exhausted, how can he, a person who lacks food and drink and is physically and mentally exhausted, escape those pursuers who have desert motorcycles and carry plenty of physical goods and water.

Finally, after 48 hours of running desperately, the devils finally caught up with him.

With a tenacious will, after climbing a small sand dune, he Wang Dabing was exhausted, and at this moment he no longer had any strength, and then his whole body lay weakly, and the top of the sand dune was snoring, panting, and his body was overdrawn, giving him a feeling of dizziness and spinning. Just casually put a large font and lay there stunned, breathing desperately, trying to be able to do the best of the kuài.

"Da Da ......"

It didn't take long before a sudden burst of crisp gunfire made the unconscious Wang Dabing wake up again.

"Sudden ......"

This was followed by the roar of the engine and the pungent smell of gasoline.

He struggled to open his blurred eyes, and vaguely noticed that several fast-moving people were rushing towards him not far from him.

By the time he could see it completely, those people had already rushed to a distance of more than ten meters in front of him.

"It's over, it's going to fall into the tiger's mouth again." At this time, he sighed sadly in his heart.

Suddenly, he noticed that just in front of him to the right was a slope with a relatively steep slope, and there were about a dozen people on the slope, as well as a few cars.

Opportunity.

This is the last chance.

A thought flashed in Wang Dabing's heart.

"Ah......h

He roared wildly, then used the last of his strength to form a ball, then put his hands on the ground, rolled hard, and then rolled down the steep slope like a wheel.

Fortunately, this slope is made of some soft sand, otherwise there is no need to go to the bottom of the slope, Wang Dabing is already a bloody corpse.

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After those people riding desert motorcycles rushed to the top of the mountain, when they saw the scene in front of them, they couldn't help but angrily patted their handrails and scolded unpleasantly, but the slope was too steep, and the desert motorcycles couldn't drive down at all, so they were very annoyed and picked up the submachine gun on their backs, and pulled the trigger towards the fast-rolling Wang Dabing, which was a shuttle bullet.

"Da Da ......"

However, there was no hit.

"Go, go down that way, go around and chase him, he won't be able to run far." The man in the lead took a look at his surroundings and pointed in one of the directions.

"Whoa......" everyone screamed, then stepped on the accelerator, the motorcycle roared, and then rode away like a wild horse, leaving the yellow sand in the sky.

When Jin Haotian arrived when he heard the news, Wang Dabing happened to fall down from the sand dune quickly.

He was already exhausted, but after passing through the sand dunes of nearly fifty meters and the slope was sixty or seventy degrees, he had already fainted.

"Hey, buddy, are you alright?"

Jin Haotian hurriedly came to his side and asked while probing his snort.

But at this time, Wang Dabing had already fainted, and there was no reaction, and the intake was not much air.

"Brother Hao, how is he?" At this time, Wen Jing came to his side and asked softly.

"Yan zhòng is dehydrated, the body is overdrawn Yan zhòng, plus squatting down from such a high place, unconscious, the situation is a bit bad." Jin Haotian said while checking his opinions.

Hearing this, Wen Jing hurriedly squatted down, and then didn't care about Wang Dabing's dirty body, grabbed his arms, and took his pulse at the same time.

Almost a minute later, Wen Jing put down Wang Dabing's hands, and then the jade hand shook, and at some point, nine silver needles of different lengths appeared on his hand.

"Brother Hao, untie his clothes." Wen Jing said.

Tear pull.

Jin Haotian was very and rudely ripped off Wang Dabing's clothes.

In fact, at this moment, the clothes on Wang Dabing's body are no longer called clothes, and they are no different from fragments.

After revealing her black and dirty chest, Wen Jing took out a lighter, gave nine gold needles, roasted them, and then said to Jin Haotian: "Help him up." ”

After taking Jin Haotian to stabilize him, Wen Jing quickly and accurately stabbed at several acupuncture points such as Baihui, Shuigou, Twelve Wells, Shenque, Dazhu, Chengzhi, Sishencong, Fengchi, and Guan Yuan.

Then gently reciting the tail of the silver needle, constantly stimulating several acupuncture points.

"Ahem......"

After about a few minutes, several coughs rang out in the ears of the two of them.

"Me, is this going to hell?" Wang Dabing asked weakly with his eyes blurred.

"Hehe, Lord Yama said that you are too dirty, and he doesn't want you." Jin Haotian said jokingly.

"Did you save me?" After the stimulation of acupuncture, Wang Dabing's body recovered slightly, and his eyes were not so confused, he saw a few silver needles inserted in his body, and he immediately understood what was going on, so he said with a little gratitude.

"Dude, don't talk yet, you're still very weak now, or we'll have to work hard." Jin Haotian

He turned back to the white ape that was rushing and said, "Xiaobai, go get some water, and come over quickly."

When the white ape heard this, he immediately stopped, and then ran back quickly like a gust of wind.

Under the discrepancies of Gao Dalin and the others, he rummaged through the cabinets, found a few bottles of mineral water, some biscuits, glucose, and a set of intravenous infusion kits, then packed them in a plastic bag, and rushed away.

Seeing that Gao Dalin and the others were stunned, they kept shouting Nima in their hearts, whether this is a human or an ape, how smart is it.

"Squeak ......"

When he came to Jin Haotian's side, the white ape made a sound, handed the thing to Jin Haotian, and grinned.

Seeing what he was doing, Jin Haotian couldn't help but give a thumbs up to the white ape.

Receiving praise, the white ape suddenly felt triumphant, but that look, that look appeared on a white ape, how to look at it and how to think it was funny, so everyone couldn't help but laugh knowingly.

The white ape was not upset either, because he knew it was a good-natured laugh.

After the results, Jin Haotian took out a bottle of mineral water, handed it to Wen Jing, and then began to prepare for Wang Dabing to hang the needle.

It was at this time that those who were in hot pursuit on desert motorbikes also felt it.

They circled around the city, and then pointed guns at Jin Haotian and the others, and said arrogantly: "Teach people out and let you live, otherwise, the men will be killed, the women will be killed, and the monkeys will pry open their heads and eat monkey brains."

The people who listened to the words were furious and very angry, especially the white ape, who was grinning with his teeth and very angry.

Just as he wanted to go out and teach these guys a good lesson, he heard Jin Haotian say lightly: "Xiaobai, hold the bottle for me."

"Hmph." The white ape glared angrily at the guys who were holding guns and fearless, and then reluctantly pouted and held a drip bottle, looking very depressed and very cute.

At this time, Jin Haotian didn't seem to hear their words, and even when they didn't save it, he was still unhurried and very skillful over there to hang a little bit of Wang Dabing.

Although Jin Haotian is not a doctor or a nurse, but when he was in the special forces, he also learned battlefield first aid, and said that his grades were very good and his level was not low.

At this time, Wen Jing was already twisting the tail of the silver needle lightly, constantly stimulating Wang Dabing's major acupuncture points, trying to give full play to the endless potential of his body.

And Zheng Tingyu and Edamame Doudou were quietly watching their rescue on the side, not taking these people around them in their eyes at all.

The attitude of the crowd was completely infuriated, and the people around them were simply unwilling to take it seriously.

So they all slowly raised their muzzles and aimed at them.