The comrades sacrificed while the heavy prisoner was still laughing. Dorje was full of temper and kicked at the screaming felon, "Zha Cuomu, you are looking for death!!"
Kicked directly to the injured leg of the felon, and kicked the felon's whole person down. Because his hands were handcuffed to death, he couldn't reach the ground, and the whole person was suspended with both hands.
This was a felon with life on his hands, even if he screamed out of pain, he couldn't hide the cruel ferocity in his eyes.
He saw the policeman lying in a pool of blood in front, his mouth suddenly grinned, and he grinned cruelly, "Dead? Really dead? Good death! Good death! He wants to catch us back, hahaha, he didn't have that. Life… "
The detained policeman showed fierce expression, with red eyes, he raised his foot again and kicked towards the chest of the heavy prisoner, "Shut up!"
The prisoner who kicked his breath and burst into a violent cough coughed and laughed wildly, "Hahahaha, hahaha, he has no life! He has no life!"
In exchange for a violent beating, he vomited a mouthful of blood in his mouth, and stopped until he passed out from the pain.
The heavy prisoner fainted, and the policeman Dorje rushed to the seat in the front row, shaking his hands slightly to remove the camouflage jacket on the face of his colleague, who was also the boss of the institute.
Ye Jian had raised Dayang Ciwang in the slanting car and sat up, buckled it with a seat belt to prevent Dayang Ciwang, who had been sacrificed and was not stiff, from falling down again, and covered his camouflage uniform without sleeves. Dayang Tswang's face is a sign of respect for the dead.
The camouflage uniform was removed, and Dorje saw the big brother who had left pressing his chest with his right hand, his eyes widened with pain, his eyes were so tired that the vitreous congested, and his lips were very unusually bruised. Because his body was not yet rigid, his lips were not colored. Turned white, but his face was gray and lead.
Ye Jian, whose hands were stained red with blood, took a look and then withdrew his sight. The policeman who fell should be... Sudden death, to be precise, it was sudden death caused by overwork.
The vehicle was activated, and the policeman who drove picked up the siren and let the vehicle in front avoid him, all the way to the nearest hospital at the fastest speed.
Ye Jian, whose hands were stained with blood, kept pressing on the neck of the police officer Ada whose qi and blood was getting worse and his lips were getting paler. "Hold on. Let's drive to the hospital now.
Police Ada should know that his time is running out. He pulled the corner of his mouth quite hard. He wanted to smile at Ye Jian and express his gratitude.
"No thanks, I should." Ye Jian understood what he wanted to express, and then she curled her lips again, showing a reassuring smile, "Nothing will happen, nothing will happen."
The policeman, Dorjee, who pressed down his grief tightly, re-covered his eldest brother Tayang Ciwang's face with a camouflage jacket. He wanted to take off his police uniform jacket, but he was afraid that his life-and-death colleague Ada would know that Brother Ciwang had left. The emotional excitement triggered unexpected events, and then he put on Ye Jian's coat again.
The heavy prisoner Zacomo fainted, and the sad Dorje climbed to his colleague Ada. This was a seven-seater commercial vehicle that was not used to escort the prisoners. It was temporarily borrowed by them in the hospital. The police and the heavy prisoners were in the same space. , So that the escaped prisoners have a chance to start.
As soon as Dorje, who crawled over, grasped Ada's fingers that were cold, "Ada, Ada, hold on, you will have nothing, nothing will happen."
It is not Mandarin, but Tibetan.
The policeman Ada smiled. He couldn't hold on anymore. Although he was very reluctant, he wanted to live a good life, and wanted to see the sun tomorrow, but he knew he would not make it.
He knew that he didn't even have the strength to hold Dorje's hands, he knew he was going to die.