bayedsolid Chapter 313 Worry for Life
Chapter 313 Worry for Life
Wen Zhixia let him hold the hand that was holding the durian.
She steadied her heartbeat and quickly determined her direction.
There were two men in front and behind him. If he shouted blindly to anger them, he would probably be knocked unconscious and taken away as soon as he opened his mouth.
You can only outsmart them, you can't surrender.
"Hold on."
Wen Zhixia steadied herself and said, "Sir, before I leave, I need to confirm whether Xiaolin is in trouble."
After she finished speaking, she said to the big man who was holding her, "What if this is a misunderstanding? Can you help me call her again?"
The big man came to arrest her because he got the news that Fan Xiaolin and Chen Zhuo had been detained.
Afraid that she would resist violently and attract attention, the big man simply took out his cell phone and asked symbolically, "Number."
"177......"
Just as the big man lowered his head to dial the number and relaxed his vigilance, Wen Zhixia suddenly pulled away the arm that was being held.
She gathered all her strength, and fiercely swung the half durian in her hand towards the man's crotch -!
"what!!!"
There was a shrill scream, and the thorny shell of the durian was stained with blood.
Wen Zhixia ran away.
"Chase her, chase her quickly!!!" The man wailed, covering his crotch and pointing in the direction she ran away, "Chase her!!!"
The remaining three thugs followed immediately.
In just a dozen seconds, Wen Zhixia bought herself some time again. She took out the pepper spray from her bag, and when the footsteps behind her were approaching, she turned around and sprayed the three big men in the face.
The three of them suddenly felt dizzy.
However, it was not over yet. The moment they covered their faces, Wen Zhixia threw the half durian in her hand away.
As the screams continued, she turned around and ran out without looking back.
As soon as I ran out of the community, a taxi came towards me.
Seeing that the other party had no intention of stopping, Wen Zhixia made up her mind and blocked the car directly.
I was almost hit by a driver.
"Are you sick?" the driver broke out in a cold sweat. "You must have drunk too much!"
Wen Zhixia jumped into the back seat without thinking.
Seeing that the four men behind him had already left the community and were looking around on the roadside, Wen Zhixia hurriedly said, "Go to Wanqing Villa."
The driver originally saw that she looked flustered and had blood on her hands, and thought she was in trouble, so he wanted to refuse to give her a ride. However, when he heard the words "Wanqing Villa", he didn't even dare to say a word.
All the drivers in the city know that this place is home to the Fu family, the family with the most capital, power and connections in Jincheng.
He couldn't help but steal a glance at the rearview mirror.
Wen Zhixia was completely unaware of the driver's secret observation.
She was shaking all over.
There was blood on his hands and his breathing was extremely rapid.
Looking back, he saw several men in black limping out of the community. Wen Zhixia quickly bent down and lowered her head.
Even though she couldn't be sure of the origins of these people, she could tell why they came by simply connecting the cause and effect.
Therefore, when she attacked just now, she was aiming to cripple or kill the man.
She had never been so cruel to anyone. In the past, she would have been soft-hearted, but now, she knew very well that some bad people did not deserve to live.
Wen Zhixia took out her cell phone again and called Fan Xiaolin and Chen Zhuo several times.
No one heard.
She looked at the dim night scene outside the car window, feeling extremely anxious.
the other side.
On the quiet highway, there was the faint sound of a dump truck passing by.
This is an abandoned road.
Several cars were parked on the side of the road, and the shadows of people were everywhere, looking eerie under the street lights.
Fan Xiaolin and Chen Zhuo were detained on the roadside and watched by several men in black suits.
One of Chen Zhuo's hands was handcuffed to the armrest in the car, and both of Fan Xiaolin's hands were wrapped in front of her body with tape, one of which was still bleeding.
But both of them were very calm and even guessed who the other was.
The two men exchanged glances: they are not friendly, they have guns, and they cannot confront them head-on.
Then, Fan Xiaolin spoke first, "Brother, did you get the wrong person? We were just getting off work and heading out for dinner. Can you verify this? We are all law-abiding citizens."
"Stop talking nonsense!" The man who was following her smoked a cigarette and didn't even look at her. "Let's talk about it when our boss comes."
"you......"
Chen Zhuo secretly nudged her, shook his head at her, and told her not to conflict with them.
a moment ago.
After realizing that he was being followed, Chen Zhuo overtook the car directly, trying to get rid of the person.
Just when the car was about to get off the overpass, the traffic police forced the car to stop.
Chen Zhuo stopped the car.
One of the two traffic police officers stood by Chen Zhuo's side, pulled out his car keys, and the other knocked on Fan Xiaolin's car window and directed:
"Have your ID."
Just when Chen Zhuo realized something was wrong and reached out to touch his weapon, a sharp knife was already against Fan Xiaolin's throat.
"Open the back door!" the fake traffic policeman lowered his voice, revealing a ferocious face, "or I'll cut her neck!"
Fan Xiaolin remained calm in the face of danger. She reached out to pull the knife out of the other person's hand, but unexpectedly the other person was one step faster and predicted her action.
A cold light flashed, and she subconsciously tried to block it, but a streak of blood appeared on the back of her hand, and she turned pale with pain.
"Hyolin!"
Chen Zhuo was shocked.
"Don't move!" The fake police officer pointed the knife at Fan Xiaolin's face and looked at Chen Zhuo viciously. "If you move again, I'll cut her face! Quick! Give me the baton in your hand!"
Chen Zhuo had no choice but to hand over the baton, then opened the back door and drove all the way to the abandoned road according to the instructions.
Not long after, two cars drove over from a distance and stopped beside them.
The third man got out of the car. Fan Xiaolin looked at him in the backlight and saw that the short and fat man in the middle should be their manager.
"Uncle Wen, it's confirmed. It's them." The man in the suit handed over his ID card. "A reporter and a driver."
The man called Uncle Wen squatted down, looked at Fan Xiaolin, and then looked at Chen Zhuo.
"Uncle, who are you guys?" Fan Xiaolin asked. "If you have any requests, we can talk. Can you please stop the fighting?"
Uncle Wen saw that the wound on her hand was still bleeding, but she could still remain so calm, so he knew that she was not an easy person to deal with.
"Don't you know who you have offended?" he asked.
The person you offended?
That's too much.
Fan Xiaolin was really confused by his question.
But on the way here, Fan Xiaolin had basically guessed that there were no more than three companies in the entire Jincheng that could mobilize such a large amount of public resources and even dared to impersonate traffic police.
But she couldn't ask. After all, when she was suppressed, she might survive if she didn't look at the murderer's face, but looking at it would be a dead end.
"Brother, I asked her to do it."
Suddenly, a cold voice came from behind him.
Uncle Wen turned around subconsciously.
Chen Zhuo pointed at Fan Xiaolin again and said, "She knows nothing. If you have any questions, ask me. Don't hurt her."
Uncle Wen walked forward and looked at the handsome man in front of him for a long time, then his expression suddenly changed.
"Are you Chen Zhuo?!"