Over the course of two days and two nights, the mud on Zhang Feng's face formed into hard lumps, which would peel off if he touched the corners of his mouth even slightly.
During this time, he kept changing directions, but he could not get rid of the pursuers behind him.
What's even more ominous is that the injury to his ankle has become more serious. The entire instep has turned purple-black, and just the slightest movement can cause bursts of tearing pain.
Look at the flare hanging on the waist, just pull it and you will be free.
But Zhang Feng still did not choose to give up!
His father's secret has always been a knot in his heart. Only by passing the Huangquan Road can he get the answer from Uncle Luo!
According to the normal speed, after two days and two nights of non-stop driving, we should have reached the edge of the jungle and saw people.
The injury on his foot greatly slowed down the journey, and Zhang Feng estimated that it would take another day to reach the village.
But the pursuers are getting closer and closer. How can we survive this day
And it was daytime, so hiding in a tree was definitely not an option.
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"Put down your weapons and take advantage of us!" the SWAT officer yelled.
The only weapon in Chai Chong's hand was a stick one meter long and as thick as a child's arm!
He is surrounded!
The five SWAT officers were all fully armed, holding rifles in their hands. They shouted loudly as they slowly approached Chai Chong.
Chai Chong slowly retreated. His routes to the left and right were blocked by special police!
"Squat down and hold your head!" the SWAT officer yelled.
Chai Chong swallowed, knowing that his situation was on the verge of being eliminated.
The stick placed across his chest in a defensive state was slowly put down and fell to the ground. Chai Chong slowly squatted down and put his hands on his head.
The leading SWAT officer swung the rifle behind his back, got out of the handcuffs, and walked in front of Chai Chong.
At this moment, Chai Chong, who seemed to be helpless, suddenly stood up, and his hard head hit the SWAT officer's bent chin hard.
With a bang, the SWAT officer gasped in pain and threw his head back.
Chai Chong didn't give up. He reached down and picked up the stick on the ground. He leaned forward and pressed his shoulders hard against the SWAT officer's abdomen. He retracted into the SWAT officer's arms.
"Don't move!" The other four special police officers pulled the bolts of their guns and made a rattling sound.
Chai Chong didn't give them a chance to shoot, and his body was always entangled with the SWAT policeman who was attacked by him.
Seeing the right moment, he hit the SWAT officer hard on the heart with his elbow. With his arm, he pushed the SWAT officer to the left, and his body also used the force to rush to the right!
He picked up the long stick in his hand and hit the SWAT officer's wrist hard. The SWAT officer's wrist was in severe pain from being hit. Before he could react, Chai Chong rushed over and swiped his ankles one by one.
The SWAT officer fell sideways to the ground. Chai Chong rushed over and hit his chest hard with his knee.
With a bang, the SWAT officer's body slid two meters away while scraping the ground, and he passed out.
Chai Chong didn't turn around, he just took off his hand and threw the stick behind him.
He knew he only had this chance. If he was shot, he would be eliminated if not dead.
Running wildly and without any rules makes it more difficult for the opponent to shoot.
The gunshots rang out. Chai Chong was not hit while running, but he could tell from the gunshots that they were not live ammunition at all, but training rounds, which were rubber bullets or blank rounds!
"Report, two people were injured, and a drug dealer fled to the southwest!" The special police officer reported to the top!
After the report, one special police officer was left to take care of the wounded, while the other two special police officers followed Chai Chong's escape direction.
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"King of Hell, No. 6 Chai Chong escaped after injuring two special police officers!" Judge Hui reported.
The King of Hell nodded and was not surprised. He took out a piece of information from the drawer and handed it to the judge.
The judge opened it, and it was Chai Chong's information.
"This kid has been in the Shaolin Temple since he was six years old, and he didn't become a soldier until he came down from the mountain and returned to secular life at the age of eighteen!" the judge said with a grin.
"I'm afraid you and I are no match for Chai Chong in terms of unarmed combat, so it's not surprising that he was able to break out surrounded by five special police officers!" said the King of Hell.
The judge thought of something and questioned: "But that boy Chai Chong was defeated by Zhang Feng. How do you say that?"
The King of Hell shook his head and said: "Chai Chong is good at his fists and feet, but Zhang Feng's way of thinking is beyond comparison."
Two hours later.
"Report, flare No. 23 has been ignited!" the monitor responsible for monitoring the flare reported.
"What?"
The king of hell and the judge were both surprised.
Flare No. 23 is Zhang Feng!
"Although Zhang Feng is a bastard, his tenacity is far beyond ordinary people. How could he light up the flare in such a short time!" the judge said in surprise.
"Immediately lock the exact location of the flare. Once it is discovered that there is danger on the 23rd, the helicopter will rush to the rescue immediately, and notify the nearby search team to immediately rush to the location where the flare was launched to see what is going on!" The King of Hell gave the order decisively.
The person responsible for monitoring the flare immediately marked the location of the flare launch on the monitor.
The King of Hell also frowned, because there was a thousand-meter difference between the location where the signal flare was launched and the location of the signal source in Zhang Feng's survival knife.
"King of Hell, in order to prevent accidents from happening, you should immediately take photos of the helicopter for search and rescue!" the judge said.
The potential dangers in the primitive jungle are really unpredictable. The current situation is entirely possible that Zhang Feng fired a signal flare when his life was in danger, and then his body was transferred!
The King of Hell also thought of this possibility. Although there is indeed a death indicator on Huangquan Road, every soldier who can persist until now is a national treasure, and the death of one is a great loss.
"Order the helicopter to be on standby, and the Huangquan team to be on standby. Order the flares, and the search teams within one kilometer of the source of the survival knife signal rush to two locations... If you want to see people alive, if you die, you want to see corpses!"
"Yes!" said the judge.
After the order was issued, the search team that was originally chasing after Zhang Feng immediately rushed to the survival knife signal source and the location where the signal flare was launched to check.
Ten minutes passed, and the King of Hell and the judge in the military tent received the situation reported back by the search team in front.
"Ma Dan, the King of Hell, this kid should be immediately disqualified from Huangquan Road. It's really outrageous. This is completely breaking the rules!" the judge roared sternly, even a little angry.
The King of Hell smiled, and then said helplessly: "I didn't expect that I would also fall into the hands of this boy Zhang Feng. It is really a loach, so slippery that it is difficult to catch it."