"Somebody has to go, wow! It's okay, junior sister, I'll go and deal with him in the back! You get rid of that iron bird in the sky as soon as possible! The female murderer said calmly.

Before I could react, I only felt a force, coming from the other side of the back seat, and pushed my waist hard, I subconsciously turned over to dodge, but the trunk space was too narrow, I couldn't dodge, the waist was cold first, and then hot, a hot stinging sensation, like being poked by a dagger!

That's ruthless!

In order to avoid being poked into a hornet's nest, I took advantage of the inertia of the Maserati rush forward and squirmed towards the rear of the car with all my might, and finally avoided some distance.

Burst! Burst! Burst! The rear seat seat was poked three more holes in a row, leaking three rays of light, but soon, because of the elasticity of the sea surface of the seat, the wound returned to its original state.

Fortunately, her dagger seems to be relatively short, and the three strokes in the back didn't hit me, I touched the back of the waist, slimy, but I felt that the wound was not very deep, it should be fine, I touched the pistol in the belt, pulled it out, and headed it in the direction of the seat, buttoned, buckled, paralyzed, and couldn't be buckled, was it stuck?

I learned like TV, trying to the sleeve, but it didn't work!

What a!

What to do? I can't sit still here, now that the other party has found out, I don't have the point of lurking anymore, so let's run out as soon as possible!

I often look at the Autohome website, I probably remember the structure of the trunk of the car, there should be a short rope inside, it is an emergency mechanism, as long as the rope is pulled, you can open the lid of the trunk, I carefully keep the distance from the back seat (she is still poking back from time to time), while groping, soon found the rope, pull hard, click, the trunk pry open a gap.

I pushed the trunk up and looked out, the Maserati was running through the woods, behind the rear of the car, swept up the fallen leaves, to see the thickness of the humus layer on the ground was okay, it would be fine to jump, but I was injured, what if I was poked in the back by the dead branches in the leaf litter, it didn't hurt me to death!

Just as he was hesitating, the voice of the female murderer came from the front again: "Senior sister! He's going to jump out of the car! Stop, he's seen your face, and he can't keep your mouth alive! ”

Extinguish! Are you still afraid of being looked at?

I no longer hesitated, while the driving lady had not made a brake action, she rolled down, Maserati's center of gravity was low, from the trunk to the ground, it was half a meter high, her body fell to the ground, followed the car and rolled a few times, stopped, I quickly got up and ran in the opposite direction.

There was a sharp sound of brakes behind me, but at the same time, there was a loud roar overhead, and I looked up and saw that the helicopter was chasing after the treetops, and Maserati didn't know how many people were in the helicopter (in fact, it was only the pilot's brother, and he didn't have weapons yet), so he didn't dare to get out of the car to kill me, and continued to drive forward, because further on, it was not a plantation, but a natural forest, and the trees over there were taller and denser, and the helicopter might not be able to find it in the air.

I touched the wound on my back again, the position was on the upper side, it didn't pierce the kidneys, I took a deep breath, I didn't feel it, it didn't pierce the lungs, I couldn't die!

So, I- you think I'm going to keep chasing the killer?

I'm not a hero, I took off my suit jacket, I bandaged the wound briefly, leaned against a big tree, stood firm, kept breathing evenly, and waited for rescue, this action, the amount of blood loss was minimal.

Sure enough, after following the past for some distance, the helicopter returned and lost it, so it lost its function of providing the enemy's position for ground patrols, and instead hovered over my head to show Dong Dahai and them my direction.

Not long after, Dong Dahai and a few of them ran over, he took a walkie-talkie, and communicated with the pilot in the air, the pilot said that he had called a medical helicopter for me and asked me to wait in place, Dong Dahai left a patrol to accompany me, and led another patrol to chase along the woods.

"You're brave, brother!" The patrol brother gasped and praised me.

I waved my hand and pulled out the pistol from my waist, startling him, and I quickly explained that it was the comrade pilot.

"Big brother, take a look, is this thing broken? Just now I had the opportunity to injure the murderer and stop the vehicle from moving forward, but at the critical moment, the trigger was not pulled and the sleeve could not be pulled. "I handed him the gun, it's not like I'm bragging, if the gun was normal just now, I could have injured both of them based on my judgment of the space in the car.

The patrol brother took the gun and sneered: "Brother, you didn't open insurance!" ”

As he spoke, he broke a small black button with his thumb, pushed out the magazine, flicked the sleeve, pulled the trigger, clicked, and fired normally!

Yes! The pistols are all equipped with safety devices, my brain, I was in a hurry just now, and I didn't expect it!

"Alright, brother, don't talk, be careful of bleeding from the wound." The patrol patted me on the shoulder and searched everywhere, not knowing what I was looking for.

About five minutes later, Dong Dahai and the others ran back, the younger patrolman, carrying the cloth bag of the female Taoist priest in his hand.

"Found it?" I asked.

Dong Dahai shook his head: "I went to the mountains, but I only found the car......"

After another ten minutes, a larger helicopter flew in the air, and two female doctors descended (it should be the patrol team who asked for help from the local station), both of them were wearing camouflage uniforms, with red cross armbands on their shoulders, which should be medical ice, and the two of them checked the wound for me, saying that it was not very deep, and it was enough to go back and bandage it, but Dong Dahai still let me lie on a stretcher, hoisted it onto the helicopter, and flew to the Second People's Hospital (a cooperative hospital in the local station, with an apron on the roof).

After entering the operating room, I lay on my stomach, and the two doctors consulted and muttered a few words to the effect: such a minor injury, do you need surgery?

"Doctor," I said, looking back at them, "what the hell is the injury?" Can you take a picture and let me take a look? ”

The wound was on the left side of the middle of my back, and I couldn't see it myself.

The doctor took a photo with his mobile phone to show me, where it had been disinfected with alcohol cotton, and wiped off the blood scab near the wound, the wound was thin and looked less than a centimeter long?

This is impossible, when I got out of the Maserati, I used to probe with my fingers, although the wound was not deep, but it was a hole at least five centimeters long, it was only a little while, how could it become so small......

Could it be that it healed on its own?