"Ah, damn -" the man whose head was hit screamed in pain, and immediately rushed up with the stick in his hand, his face covered in blood.
Feng Ling could hardly open his eyes, but he tried hard to stay awake, and could only feel that everything in front of him was spinning. Even though Li Nanheng was holding her with only one arm, he was still very stable, holding her and dodging. While dodging, you can still feel the swift and wind-like counterattack under his feet.
Even though she was a big burden in his arms, he felt like she was just training with weights at the base. It was just that there was an extra ninety-pound sandbag in his arms, which ensured that when he was sparring with others, It is obviously quite simple for Li Nanheng to ensure that the sandbag will not be injured, that the sandbag will not leak sand, and that he and the sandbag in his arms are intact. In addition to steel rods, there are knives. Even if there is a gun, it is obviously not a very good gun.
It is precisely because of this that Feng Ling is not worried that the man will be injured because of her, but after all, he was hit in the back with a steel rod just now. I don't know how injured he was. Although Li Nanheng's movements didn't feel much slow, But Feng Ling still looked at the man who had been holding him firmly in his arms, and said in a low voice: "Don't get hurt."
Li Nanheng kicked her back again and vaguely heard a low warning in his arms. He took the time to look down at her and saw that Feng Ling rested her head on his chest and closed her eyes from time to time because of the drug. The corners of his mouth were slightly upward, and he held the woman more firmly. He dodged to avoid the attack of the person next to him who was charging towards him with a knife. He slashed backwards with one hand, knocking the knife in the opponent's hand to the ground, and then took it with him. The steel rod in his hand hit the opponent's arms and abdomen several times.
After only three to five minutes, Feng Ling felt that Li Nanheng didn't need to retreat at all while holding her. He could use the deformed car behind him to support him, and he rolled over on top of the car while holding her in his arms. Then he put Feng Ling, who was frowning due to dizziness, to a safer place on the ground. He stood up and grabbed someone's wrist with his backhand. In the air, there was only a sound of cracking bones and the other person's heart-rending scream. Then the man hit the other party hard in the abdomen with his elbow until he spit out blood from the mouth. The man threw him in front of the other two people in disgust. He fell to the ground, staggered and struggled for a while, and then just lay there. He had no strength to move anymore, and his wrist, which had been broken to the bone, kept shaking on the ground, and he groaned like a huge pain.
When the other two people saw this, they were about to draw their guns. However, when they were about to draw their guns, the man in front of them, who was fighting alone and was obviously in a weak position, had already raised a gun and pointed it at them. head.
The two men looked at the black muzzle of the gun in disbelief for a moment, and then looked at their companion who was lying on the ground and twitching in pain. That gun...
Did he just snatch it from his body when he was beating up their friend
What a fast hand speed!
Seeing that he even had the gun in his hand, the two people looked back at the deformed vehicle behind them and then at the people on the ground. At the same time, they hesitated and took two steps back because of their minor or serious injuries.
This group of people only had issues with the Chen family in Boston and had nothing to do with the XI base or the people in Los Angeles. They didn't know what kind of powerful character the man in front of them was, but they instinctively felt... It seems that they shouldn't fight anymore now. …
But escape.
Otherwise, I am afraid that not only will the task not be completed, but the lives of the three of them will be decided here tonight.
Li Nanheng looked at the two people who had started to retreat with cold eyes, and his men had already started to pull the trigger on the gun. The frightened two people instantly became weak in their legs and took a few steps back. Holding the steel rod and knife in his hands tightly, and hesitating whether to draw a gun or run away, Li Nanheng suddenly shot one of them on the wrist.
Following the man's screams and the sound of the steel rod in his hand falling to the ground with a clang, Li Nanheng's eyes turned cold and he said: "Get out."
Even if it was just a very light word, the three people who were injured to varying degrees felt a chill in their hearts. The two endured the huge pain of their injuries and pulled their partners up from the ground, and looked at each other again. Looking at the gun in Li Nanheng's hand in fear, they all knew that there were still a few bullets there. If this man wanted to kill them, none of them would be able to escape.
Until the three people rolled and crawled along the road and limped away into the distance, Li Nanheng looked in their direction coldly, put down the gun, looked back and looked back at the person sitting next to the deformed car, his eyes opening and closing. Feng Ling closed.
Even though Feng Ling couldn't stay awake all the time, she could feel that she was basically out of danger now. She opened her eyes again and saw the man coming back. He leaned over and hugged her sideways without saying a word. Her whole body The man leaned in his arms, his head resting on his shoulder weakly, he closed his eyes, and wanted to speak, but he couldn't muster the strength.
The man carried her expressionlessly as she passed by the deformed car. He walked back to the black Hummer, which was only slightly damaged by being hit by the door. He carried her in, put her on the passenger seat, and helped her. Seatbelt on.
Feng Ling sat there and opened her eyes to look at him. The man didn't say anything. He just helped her fasten her seat belt, then took off her coat, folded it into a long square and put it on the back of her neck, so that she could feel her weakness. When she can hardly sit still, let her lean back more comfortably.
Perhaps he never expected that the rough-tempered Li Nanheng would be so meticulous in taking care of others. Feng Ling glanced at him and the man had already closed the car door.
It wasn't until the man walked around the car and sat in the driver's seat that Feng Ling turned to look at him. However, from this angle, he could only see the man's firm chin and a cold, slightly pale complexion. Although the paleness was not very obvious, but The stick just hit him on the back of his neck, there was no way he didn't feel it at all.
After all, she was almost kidnapped. After all, she had just been rescued by him. She couldn't say anything to save face or say thank you. She just looked at him until the man started the engine and took her away from the road and the quilted car. Hitting a completely deformed car.
The tall black Hummer was speeding on the road. Feng Ling's whole body felt relaxed at this moment. She let the medicine that had been keeping her awake take over again and she closed her eyes and fell asleep.