Shen Kong bent down, took out a pack of cigarettes from the pocket of the wailing man, and then kicked him out with a neat and precise kick, and the room instantly returned to silence.
He took out a cigarette, held it to his lips, and lit the lighter. His fingers, stained dark brown by blood, were trembling due to lack of strength.
Blue smoke rose up, and the spicy smell of tobacco flowed down the throat into the chest, stimulating the still tense nerves.
Shen Kong sighed with satisfaction, fell back into the chair next to him, and narrowed his eyes slightly.
——It's a good smoke. It seems that this person really knows how to enjoy life.
He kicked hard on the edge of the table lying beside him, and the whole chair rotated with his movement. The rising smoke obscured his sight, but it could not hide the embarrassed look of the entire room. The table The chairs were overturned randomly, and the messy room was full of traces of struggle. Several dried blood stains were spread on the floor and walls. Bullet holes were deeply embedded in the partitions, like glaring eyes with claws and teeth.
Shen Kong held on to the rotating chair, but frowned suddenly because the wound was pulled.
He lowered his head to check his thigh. Blood was gushing out from the area scratched by the bullet, and his pants had been dyed a wet dark red.
After all, this is not his own body, and it cannot display its strength in many situations.
Fortunately, the Han family was quite cautious and paid great attention to concealment when making the move. They did not send in a large number of manpower and weapons with high lethality without hesitation, but mainly used a small team to allow Shen Kong to attack. With the advantage of occupying the terrain, we can defend and defend for such a long time.
However, this body has basically reached its limit now. If we continue to be trapped in the same place, I am afraid things will develop in an unpredictable direction.
Shen Kong stood up, skillfully tied up the unconscious man on the ground, then dragged his legs towards the house, opened the door of the compartment and threw him in to accompany those who were subdued by him. More friends went.
After he transferred the balance of 2 million to Dr. Chen's account, he checked the door lock one last time, then grabbed the car key found on one of them, turned around and walked towards the basement.
Han Li sat quietly on the hospital bed, staring at his fixed injured leg. He didn't know what he was thinking. His pale face had no expression, and his dark eyes were dark and a little cold. }people.
Perhaps it was Shen Kong's illusion, but he felt that Han Li seemed to have matured a lot overnight.
――As if he had figured something out.
When he heard the footsteps coming from the door, he looked in the direction of the sound, with a bit of vitality on his face.
Shen Kong walked quickly to the hospital bed, pulled out the infusion needle from the back of Han Li's hand with a neat movement, expertly wrapped his injured leg with a bandage, then picked Han Li up easily, and then Striding out, there was no explanation or pause. The whole process was smooth and smooth, as if all his actions were justified and taken for granted.
Han Li subconsciously clenched the hem of Shen Kong's clothes, his whole body tense and resisting, but he controlled himself not to struggle.
He raised his eyes and stared at Shen Kong's clean-cut chin. His childish voice was hoarse like gravel:
"What's wrong with my legs?"
A system prompt sounded in my ears: "Attention, orthodontist! This is the best time to help the target person accept and correctly deal with his disability! Please seize the opportunity to establish a healthy and correct outlook on life for the villain!"
Shen Kong lowered his eyes and looked at Han Li lightly, and said lightly:
"broken."
system:"… "
Han Li lowered his eyelashes, tightened his fingers on Shen Kong's clothes a little more, and pursed his lips tightly, as if he was restraining something.
Shen Kong added unsympathetically:
"If you think about it, although you won't be able to walk in the future, your leg will not be amputated after all, right?"
system:"… … "
I'm afraid this mission won't be completed.
It finally couldn't help it and asked Shen Kong, "Why?"
In just three words, there are countless questions that have remained since entering this world - why can't the correctors this time follow the routine they should have? Why did things run wildly in a direction it didn't expect at all
Shen Kong replied heartlessly:
"Wouldn't he be very happy when he finds out that the condition of his leg is not as serious as I said?"
The system was silent - although I know what you said is unreasonable, but why does it sound like there is some truth...
Shen Kong opened the car door, then bent down and placed Han Li in the back seat.
Han Li's lowered palm accidentally brushed the outside of Shen Kong's thigh, and he instantly felt his palm was warm and wet. He was stunned, and in the dim light in the carriage, he saw that his palm was covered with scarlet and sticky blood. Dyeing into dark red, Han Li's face finally gained some vitality.
He raised his head and looked at Shen Kong, his dark pupils flashing with a compelling light, and asked in a low voice:
"You are hurt?"
Shen Kong didn't even raise his eyebrows and replied without changing his expression:
"Don't worry, it's not broken."
Han Li seemed oblivious to Shen Kong's deliberate act of rubbing salt into his wounds. He just lowered his head again, staring at the dazzling bright red in his palms, and pursed his lips tightly.
Shen Kong didn't bother to guess the child's thoughts, so he closed the back seat door, raised his legs and sat in the driver's seat.
While lighting the fire, he asked in his mind: "By the way, where is the place where Han Li was picked up after he rolled down the cliff?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the disposable phone in his pocket vibrated slightly. Shen Kong opened the screen and saw that the location had been sent by the system. From the map, it was not too far away from here, no more than 20 meters away. Minutes' drive. The only thing that's not ideal is that the roads nearby are basically blocked, and... If Shen Kong's guess is correct, and the person who attacked Han Li behind the scenes has a normal IQ, the only way in and out is The road should have been controlled and monitored by people sent by the Han family a long time ago.
Before Shen Kong could say anything, the system thoughtfully marked a new route for him on the map.
This route avoids the main roads where surveillance might be possible, as well as dangerously steep terrain.
Shen Kong raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Oh, sure."
He started the vehicle and followed the route marked on the map towards his destination.
The uneven terrain caused the car body to shake and bump. Han Li, who was sitting in the back seat, frowned and his pale face became increasingly pale. However, he clenched his teeth and remained silent. A pair of dark eyes stared through the rearview mirror. Shen Kong implies some weird sense of exploration.
Shen Kong noticed his gaze and looked up, but Han Li turned his head away at the same time.
… It’s really hard to understand a child’s mind.
Shen Kong withdrew his gaze and looked back at the dusty road in front of him, but at the moment when he was distracted, two dark cars suddenly jumped out of the dirt road extending downward in front of him, blocking the road ahead.
He was slightly startled, and hurriedly turned the steering wheel to try to break out, but the rear tire seemed to be stuck in the potholes on the undulating road, making a buzzing roar in vain. Shen Kong's expression became cold, and his palms slid down calmly. Go, press it on the handle of the gun, the muscles all over your body become tense, and your whole body seems to be waiting for the best opportunity as if the blade will be unsheathed in the next moment.
A tall, thin man got out of the back seat of the car in front, and the strong wind in the mountains stopped at this moment.
The dust gradually fell to the ground.
Shen Kong narrowed his eyes slightly and gently rubbed the uneven pattern on the gun handle with his thumb——
At this moment, he heard Han Li in the back seat let out a confused exclamation:
"...Third uncle?"
Shen Kong was stunned and stopped moving in his hands - Third uncle? A member of Han Li’s mother’s family
His mind was spinning, and he quickly remembered how the system proactively provided him with a line just now. Everything seemed to be clear. Shen Kong leaned back and asked in his mind: "So, the man opposite is sent by the Zhao family. Pick up Han Li?”
The system replied: "Yes."
Shen Kong frowned: "Since you are so powerful, why didn't you tell me earlier?"
The system's mechanical voice is still cold and cold: "The longer the corrector spends time with the target person, the higher the success rate of correcting the three views. Extending the treatment time will help complete the task."
Shen Kong even had the time to take out a cigarette and hold it between his lips: "Then why isn't it extended now?"
"According to relevant calculations, it was found that extending the time together did not increase the probability of completing the task."
――There may even be negative effects.
For some reason, Shen Kong heard a hint of resentment in the system's emotionless voice.
It continued: "Ask the corrector to choose a way to leave. The studio transmission system will take you to the next major turning point in the target person's life. The countdown begins: 30, 29..."
――It seems there is no time to smoke the last cigarette.
Shen Kong took the cigarette from his lips with some regret and put it aside.
Then, he turned to look at Han Li in the back seat, raising the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a frivolous and playful smile:
"Goodbye, kid."
After saying that, Shen Kong opened the car door and jumped into the dense forest skillfully. Before Han Li could react, the lush forest swallowed up his figure in an instant, leaving only the driver's seat with the car door wide open.