Perhaps at the juncture of life and death, people really have unlimited potential.
Jiang Kezhou's intuition had never been so accurate. He realized that it was the dog breaking through the cage almost as soon as he heard the cracking sound. The room was terribly dark, and only a little light came in through the broken windows. In this environment, the advantages of humans and dogs are suddenly reversed, and hunters with a keen sense of smell are obviously ready to go.
Then everything was dizzyingly fast: a half-human tall and dark shadow jumped out of the cage, followed the blood dripping from Jiang Kezhou's arm, and when he got close to the source of the smell, he kicked his hind legs hard and rushed to the ground. Going up to the window sill, he grabbed Jiang Kezhou's trousers in one bite.
Jiang Kezhou was caught off guard, and was torn off from a height by the animal, which couldn't hold back even the chains. Fortunately, the window sill was not high, so he couldn't break it when he fell. He even kicked the dog in the dark with the force of the landing, kicking it half a meter away.
The black dog slammed on the spot, turned back in an instant, and barked threateningly in its throat. It did not attack rashly, but chose to test cautiously. The sudden outburst of the prey in the dark made it feel the danger, but the seductive smell of blood was still wafting over, like adding fuel to its restless nerves. The two sides faced each other silently for a moment, and then at a time that no one expected, there was an explosion—
When the wind came, Jiang Kezhou immediately protected the carotid arteries on both sides, rolled on the spot, and pushed the dog's head out with an elbow. The black dog opened its mouth wide, and wanted to rush forward to bite his throat, but under the heavy blow, the attack direction was forced to change, and it bit his shoulder, its sharp teeth deeply embedded in the muscles, and the warm blood gushed out instantly come out.
It really hurts.
He couldn't hold back the pain, and let out a broken and hoarse cry of pain. It was as if the smell of blood rose from his throat. His muscular hands clawed in vain on the concrete floor, trying to grab something to escape the pain of being bitten. While groping around, Jiang Kezhou suddenly touched a hard and cold iron chain, which was originally left in the corner to tie the dog cage.
Without being taught by others, he found out how to turn it into a murder weapon by himself.
The big dog's head was hanging on the side of his neck, and the foul-smelling breath sprayed his neck, and a few centimeters further up was the carotid artery. The left shoulder may have been completely bitten through. Jiang Kezhou picked up the end of the iron chain and wrapped it around the dog's head. Enduring the pain, he raised his bloody left hand and wrapped the chain around his hand a few times. He groped for it with his right hand. another side.
Then he opened his hands, exerted a sudden force, and pulled them out fiercely!
The iron chain wrapped around the dog's neck quickly tightened, sinking into the fur, gripping its fragile throat tightly. The big dog was suddenly strangled by the neck, and began to struggle frantically.
This kind of dog has great strength, and even a normal standing person may not be able to hold it when it is usually happy. Jiang Kezhou was lying on his back again, which was a difficult position to use, and he relied on the strength of his arms to tighten the chain. But at the critical moment, he could barely feel his injured left shoulder, and everything around him was silent, as if there was only one unbreakable thought left in the world: to strangle this beast.
Like a famous scene in a certain novel, one person and one dog, at the end of life, started a life-and-death contest.
For those who have not been trained, as long as the muscles of the arms continue to exert force for a period of time, they will start to sore and tremble until they are completely weak. Jiang Kezhou's left hand was bleeding too much, and he was unconscious. When the only intact right hand began to tremble uncontrollably, he felt a "click" in his heart, and a slight crack suddenly appeared in his mind that had no distracting thoughts.
The big dog who was also resisting seemed to feel his shaking, and immediately struggled more frantically. Jiang Kezhou tried to tighten the chain again, but found that his arm was no longer listening to him.
"Am I going to die?" he thought.
He died quietly in such a dirty kennel, and when he was discovered, his body was cold.
The electronic chord sounded cheerfully in his pocket again. In the deadly silence of the room, it was as abrupt as a tonic, forcibly breaking Jiang Kezhou's nearly stagnant thoughts.
His stiff left arm, which had lost too much blood, seemed to be a dead body, suddenly exerted force, and the iron chain made a crisp sound of "clang", and was deeply stuck into his palm.
The black dog opened its mouth as wide as possible, as if it wanted to bark, but it couldn't make any sound.
Blood flowed along the end of the iron chain, drop by drop, splashing a flower of blood on the gray concrete floor.
The phone is still ringing.
After an unknown amount of time, maybe an hour, maybe only a few minutes, Jiang Kezhou felt that the force against him suddenly disappeared. The big dog's heavy body collapsed and hit his chest heavily, almost spattering him with a mouthful of old blood.
He let his arms spread out, pushed the dog's body off his body with his knees, closed his eyes, took a few quick breaths, and accumulated strength several times before sitting up from the ground. His arms and fingers had lost strength, and he couldn't even hold the iron chain, so he had to let it fall off by itself, leaving a long trail of bloodstains.
The dog died, but things weren't over yet.
Jiang Kezhou was like a zombie in a movie, with his arms hanging unnaturally, he staggered to his feet and walked to the window. He barely stepped on the empty iron cage on one side, climbed up the window sill and kicked the window open, moved his legs out of the window, and then just in this posture sitting by the window, the whole person jumped down in a free fall.
Jiang Kezhou couldn't keep his balance. He sprained his foot when he landed, and he lost his center of gravity. He simply rolled on the spot, taking off part of his strength.
This time, he was covered in snow, and he was even more embarrassed than before.
Jiang Kezhou was mentally prepared to go out and meet a wall that he couldn't climb. Unexpectedly, the kidnapper walked too hastily, leaving him with a door wide open in all directions, and a dirt road several hundred meters long outside the door, leading to the National Highway at the end.
He looked back at the dark kennel in the bitter cold wind, and firmly remembered its appearance.
West Hua Shengjing monitoring room.
There was a hidden camera in the backyard, which happened to capture the only car that came out of the backyard tonight. Ye Zheng left the relationship with the public security system and began to investigate the road surveillance. Jiang Kezhou never answered the phone, and Ye Zheng was afraid that his phone would be dead if he kept calling, and he always had a little luck in his heart, so he asked Yan Zhixing to call him every ten minutes, and no one answered after several rings. hang up.
The surveillance video provided by the traffic police team showed that after the truck left the hotel, it drove on the Fifth Ring Road all the way north, and then drove along National Highway 301 to the outskirts of the city. The latest dispatched video shows that the truck stopped in front of a toll booth 40 minutes ago.
Yan Zhixing listened to the monotonous and repeated long voice from the microphone, and couldn't help but distractedly glanced at Ye Zheng who was staring at the monitor screen.
As an assistant, he knows Ye Zheng's physical condition better than anyone else. It was precisely because of this knowing that he was even more surprised, how much weight did that adopted man take in his heart, that made Ye Zheng ignore him to such an extent
Not to mention they have broken up.
While Yan Zhixing was in a trance, the phone had already rang countless times, he realized it, and was about to hang up, when a soft electronic tone suddenly came out.
"Hello... Ye Zheng?"
This voice was like the sound of nature at this moment, and Yan Zhixing trembled violently: "Boss Ye!"
Ye Zhengteng stood up and grabbed the phone with his hands: "Ke Zhou? It's me... Where are you now? Say something!"
"Ye Zheng, Ye Zheng... Calm down, listen to me," this was the first time Jiang Kezhou called him by name directly, maybe because of the low voice, it sounded unexpectedly gentle and consoling, "I was Tied, but escaped now. No serious injuries, just a little bit of skin on the hands. Don't worry."
"My phone's battery is low, don't interrupt me, just listen to me quietly."
His voice is calm and stable, a little unstable, but every sentence is extremely firm, as if he has rehearsed it in his mind long ago, with a convincing sense of reliability. Ye Zheng reached out and pressed the speakerphone.
"First, check the suburbs of the city, which national road has a small and medium-sized dog farm next to it, and it is about a fifty-minute drive from Xihua Shengjing Hotel. I am next to the national road not far from the dog farm."
"Second, you have been drinking tonight. If you want to follow, find a driver. You must not drive by yourself. There is snow on the road here, and the road is very slippery. Be careful."
"Third, check the nearest hospital to the kennel. I accidentally rubbed a hole on the iron window. I may need a tetanus shot as soon as possible."
"And..." Jiang Kezhou paused for a moment, and suddenly coughed violently. Ye Zheng was worried, and was about to ask him what was going on. Jiang Kezhou took a breath, cleared his throat, and said calmly, "Just stood On the air vent, I accidentally choked on the wind. It's okay."
"There is nothing else, just those just now. The phone is running out of battery, so I hang up first."
After explaining these few words, he hung up the phone neatly.
Ye Zheng frowned when he heard the beeping busy tone from the microphone.
It stands to reason that he had been worried all night, and he should be relieved to hear Jiang Kezhou report that he was safe. But the faint uneasiness lingering in his heart has never subsided, and on the contrary, it has added another layer of doubts. It's hard to tell what's wrong, such a meticulous and proper arrangement is in line with Jiang Kezhou's usual style, but it's because it's too calm, which makes it especially disturbing.
Jiang Kezhou suddenly encountered this kind of falling into the sky, escaped from death, and was alone in the wilderness. Even if he had a similar experience before, it was impossible for him not to panic, and he was even thoughtful enough to tell him on the phone not to Drunk driving—what kind of arrogance does this have to be
Is Jiang Kezhou incurable in the late stage of Virgin Mary, or does he love Ye Zheng so much that he is dying
Yan Zhixing found out the location Jiang Kezhou mentioned: "Mr. Ye, there is only one that fits what Mr. Jiang said. There is a small dog farm in Waipiangou near National Highway 301 on the outskirts of the city, called Shunfa Dog Farm."
"Understood." Ye Zheng put on his coat, walked with the car keys in his hand and ordered: "Zhixing, search for the nearest hospital and go there immediately to stand by."
Ye Jun came over and answered, "Let Fan Chuan drive for you. I'll go back first, and call me anytime if you need anything."
"Brother," Ye Zheng stopped and whispered in his ear, "Thank you for today's matter."
"My brother, don't talk about this. Don't worry," Ye Jun patted him, "Go."