actor and rookie

What kind of car should it be?

Singto knows that when two cars pass by, he must only have one chance. If he guesses wrong, if he guesses wrong...

Singto patted the steering wheel angrily, took a deep breath to calm himself down, but he couldn't suppress the manic emotion in his heart, as long as he thought about what those people on the phone might be doing to his Kit Things, just thinking that Kit might be struggling desperately, might still beg himself to save him...

calm……

Calm down Singto.

The blood dripping from the palm of his hand soaked his suit, drip by drop, blooming on his pants.

The moving red dot on the GPS monitor was only a few minutes away from his car. Singto tensed up, with a stinging cold light in his eyes, and made a sharp left turn onto the high-speed side road.

"Gun, where are you?" Singto's voice was trembling, it was a matter of success or failure, there must be no mistake, absolutely must not let these rubbish take Kit away! !

"P'singto, I'm following the red dot, but I can't see which car it is!!" Gun's excited voice came from the other end, as well as the howling wind and noisy voices.

"Block the back." Singto said, making a sharp turn and drifting, the wheels slipping on the ground brought out a series of sparks, and then lay across the middle of the side road steadily, blocking all the cars in the middle. Thirty or so off-road vehicles 100 meters away blocked the road tightly, and hundreds of burly men in black clothes and sunglasses rushed out of the vehicles in an instant.

There were more than a dozen cars stuck in the middle, piled up in a mess, honking their horns and cursing the white SUV lying in the middle of the road, Singto pushed the door and stepped out of the car with heavy steps, his eyes bursting with extreme anger The flame seemed to ignite a cluster of flames in an instant, and the fierce light in the eyes was like a spark, burning all the places where the eyes went.

"I'm stupid! What's going on!" The two middle-aged men in a certain van couldn't sit still, and hurriedly looked at the hundreds of burly men behind their car, and then at the not-so-slender man in front of them. The man in a suit and leather shoes gritted his teeth: "Rush over! Isn't it just a car!"

"You're crazy! I'm in a hurry! He's walking towards us!"

A person reluctantly looked at Kris who was sobbing in the back seat of the car and gritted his teeth: "I'm going to rush over!" He stepped on the gas pedal as he spoke, and made a ruthless gesture to crash into the two cars in front of him. He turned to the gloomy man who was walking towards him.

For some reason, although his stature was so much different from those burly men, it gave people an indescribable, chilling feeling.

It's like... meeting a killer who kills without blinking an eye.

The hatred, killing intent, and contempt in his eyes were enough to swallow the sanity of everyone who looked at him.

The car slammed into the buttocks of the two opposite cars in front of it, and the car spun up and down. The wheels turned sharply and were about to hit the man who was walking slowly two meters away.

Feeling weak while driving, the hand holding the steering wheel was still trembling slightly, and suddenly crashed into Singto's murderous eyes through the windshield, and subconsciously stepped on the accelerator tightly, sweating profusely on the top of his head. He may not even realize that his fingers holding the steering wheel are trembling, afraid of the man standing calmly in front of his car in front of him.

Obviously the car was about to hit him, why didn't he move?

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

He looked towards the driver, only to find that the man's neck was tightly strangled by a belt. Krist, who was limp and weak just now, was panting heavily and tightened the belt in his hand with a slightly vicious face. Holding on to his spirit: "If you dare to bump into him, I will kill you."

"Cough, cough, cough..." The man whose neck was strangled subconsciously turned the steering wheel, coughed violently, stepped on the brakes uncontrollably to grab the belt around his neck, and the car spun on the spot.

"Fuck you! Let go!" His accomplice panicked, and was about to punch Krist in the face, but was swayed left and right by the crazily spinning car.

"Cough cough...let it go..." The man's whole face was flushed with suffocation, frantically trying to survive, unable to control the car that gradually stopped spinning, Krist's hand loosened a bit, and a sense of powerlessness came over him one after another. Let him fall back to his seat.

It's over...

I didn't protect P'sing well...

I still broke his contract...

Desperate thoughts flashed through Krist's mind, maybe it would be nice to just let me die in this car.

Krist closed his eyes, waiting for the uncontrolled van to hit the roadside barrier, but in the next second, he heard the sound of the side glass being shattered, and the rotation of the car seemed to have gradually stopped, with a cold light The glasses flashed in the dark, and they were firmly placed on the neck of the uncle in the co-pilot seat, and his throat would be scratched if he made a rash move.

The driver was panting greedily, powerlessly wanting to fight back against the sudden appearance of this silent man like a killer, but he was stunned by the cold light in the man's eyes.

There was a slightly cruel smile on the corner of Singto's mouth, and in an instant, the two of them were covered with red dots aimed at by sniper rifles, shaking their bodies like a threat.

"Brother...you have something to say...you have something to say..."

Singto squeezed the lens slightly with his fingers, and the sharp glass pierced into the flesh of the man's throat, leaving a thin trace of blood: "Who ordered it."

"Ah..." Feeling the pain of the fragile throat being scratched by the lens, the red dots swaying around the body finally broke through the psychological defense of the two, crying: "Brother, I was wrong, please spare us! Brother, don’t kill us, we just use money to do things!”

Singto clenched his back molars and said each word, "But you touched my man."

"Brother, I didn't touch him, really," the two were already tearing up, Singto glared at them coldly, turned on the co-pilot and carefully helped Kris, who was limp in the back seat, Singto's eyes turned red, and he tore himself off. The suit wrapped around Krist's body indiscriminately, and he hugged him horizontally, tightly protecting him in his arms.

Krist's face was flushed, his eyes had long been filled with water vapor, his clothes were torn to pieces, and there were still a few scratches from fingernails on his milky white chest.The belt was pulled out and thrown on the ground, and the part hidden under the suit pants that had raised its head a long time ago could still be vaguely seen.

Singto's cold words slashed at the two of them like a big knife. He hugged the little man who was flushing in his arms, and turned his head to look at Gun who was standing at the front of a group of brothers directing the sniper: "I hate it." Someone who touches me, so wherever I touch it, cut it off."

Gun twitched his lips knowingly, wondering if this person was the actor playing Killer K, or the real Killer K. Singto is not a killer, but he has actually received training as a killer in the military region. His eyes and movements are not much different from those of the older killers on the road, so his performance of killer K is so perfect.

It's just that no one knows about this except Gun.

Gun leaned on the off-road vehicle and raised his head slightly, then rushed up to several burly men and dragged the two out of the vehicle.

There was a hissing and lung-piercing scream from behind, but Singto couldn't take care of it anymore, he was only concerned with Krist who was struggling a little in his arms.

"Kit, don't be afraid, I'm here to take you home."

Krist pushed Singto's body, tears flowed uncontrollably, the effect of the medicine was about to be exerted to the extreme, and the body that had been suppressed for a long time reacted instinctively when it came into contact with the person he had been thinking about day and night.

"I'm sorry Kit, I shouldn't have left you and made you suffer like this."

The hotness and emptiness surged, and the numbness, hunger and thirst made him shake his head from side to side, trying to drive away the excessive lust.

"p'sing... so hot... so uncomfortable... woo..."

"Let's go home first, dear."

Singto put him on the back seat of the car and lay flat, closed the door and started the car quickly.The car detoured on another road and headed towards his apartment at super high speed, Singto felt extremely uncomfortable, as long as he thought about what those two people drugged Kit and what they might have done to him, he would freeze up with anger .

"Uh...uh..." Suppressed moans came from the back seat, Singto watched Krist curled up in pain through the rearview mirror, the naked part of his body was flushed, trembling and panting, "p'sing... ...so uncomfortable...so itchy...want to p'sing..."

"Kit, bear with it, I'll give you what you want soon." Singto couldn't hear such a soft moan, even Krist's usual little voice could make his head go crazy, let alone Krist who was conquered by lust at the moment ?

"p'sing... p'sing... um..." Krist twisted his waist impatiently, as if he was looking for a more comfortable place, he couldn't help it, his brain was in chaos, and his blood-congested lower body was screaming loudly