Tiandi Baiju

"Wait!" Huang Ting shouted suddenly, but his blocking of Du Jing had no effect.

"Are you crazy?" Huang Ting couldn't accept Du Jing's sudden outburst of madness.

There was a sudden gunshot, and Du Jing had climbed over the barbed wire fence in the blink of an eye. Zhou Luoyang was stunned for a moment, opened the door and rushed into the car, starting the off-road vehicle.

"Go!" Zhou Luoyang chose to trust Du Jing at this time, otherwise if he rushed into the woods, Du Jing and Huang Ting would try to protect him, which would only bring them more trouble.

He slammed the steering wheel, the off-road vehicle turned around, and drove down the hill onto the muddy road. Zhou Luoyang turned his head and saw that the blood in his body was about to freeze——

——Du Jing just jumped over the wasteland with his bare hands, and two locals rushed out of the woods, each holding a PKM, and shot at Du Jing!

Du Jing rolled over on the ground, and pieces flew all over the mud, constantly approaching the two people.

"Watch the way!" Huang Ting shouted suddenly.

It was getting dark, Zhou Luoyang turned his head in an instant, the off-road vehicle almost hit a tree, Huang Ting said loudly, "Concentrate on driving! Leave the support to me!"

Sitting in the passenger seat, Huang Ting untied the long strip wrapped in black cloth, and the guns rang repeatedly, and he assembled a sniper rifle in an instant.

"Don't look at me!" Huang Ting said, "Try to get closer!"

As soon as Zhou Luoyang stepped on the accelerator, he drove onto the road. Huang Ting rolled down the window and placed the sniper rifle on the window edge.At the same time, Du Jing had leapt to the bushes outside the woods, knocked down the gunman with a punch, grabbed a PKM, then turned his back to a tree, and found a cover point.

However, submachine guns rang out in the woods, and bullets flew out of the woods.

Zhou Luoyang drove the off-road vehicle to the highest speed, broke through the barbed wire fence, and ran over the roadblock.

Huang Ting put Du Jing's mobile phone on the shelf, and the mobile phone showed the scene in the woods transmitted by the reconnaissance plane.Immediately afterwards, Huang Ting looked at the monitor on the screen, and at the moment the vehicle was moving at high speed, he blindly fired a shot into the woods.

The loud bang caused Zhou Luoyang's eardrums to ache.

As soon as the gunshots stopped in the woods, Du Jing turned sideways decisively and rushed in quickly!

There were a few more "bang bang" gunshots, and Zhou Luoyang raised his heart in his throat. Everything happened in a short moment.Du Jing has dragged Zhuang Li out of the woods.

"Watch out for your back!" Zhou Luoyang drifted and parked the car outside the woods.

Huang Ting said, "You almost threw me out!"

Zhou Luoyang opened the door quickly, slammed on the accelerator, and the rear wheels spun, stirring up mud and water all over the sky. The timing was just right, Du Jing dragged Zhuang Li, and rushed to the front of the car, and there were still people chasing him out of the woods.

Huang Ting fired again and hit the pursuer, who immediately screamed and fell to the ground.Du Jing pushed Zhuang Li into the car and shouted, "Let you wait on the road!"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Zhou Luoyang reversed the car, turned around, stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the off-road vehicle smashed through the barbed wire fence on the other side, and rushed straight out onto the main road.

"Drive carefully!" Huang Ting said.

Zhou Luoyang almost ran into the walking tractor in the village again. Many villagers heard the sound and rushed out of their homes to wait and see.Under the watchful eyes of countless people, the off-road vehicle sped away.

There was silence in the car, except for Zhou Luoyang's rapid breathing.

"Brother Jing?" Zhuang Li trembled.

Du Jing didn't answer.

"You drive." Zhou Luoyang stopped the car and let Huang Ting sit in the driver's seat. He rolled onto the back seat, pushed Zhuang Li, and said, "Go to the front."

Du Jing half-lyed on the back seat, gasping for breath, Zhou Luoyang looked down under the skylight, Du Jing's side and waist were covered in blood.

"He was shot," Zhou Luoyang said tremblingly, "I have to...see a doctor."

"No." Du Jing said.

Zhou Luoyang roared, "You're crazy!"

Huang Ting drove the car and said, "Is it serious?"

"Seriously..." Zhou Luoyang said, "It's quite serious."

Zhou Luoyang held the wound for him, and the wound was bleeding continuously, just like the scene after being shot by Su Pu when he fled in Victoria Harbor not long ago.

Du Jing still held Zhou Luoyang's wrist firmly with one hand, stared into his eyes, and did not speak.

Huang Ting said: "We need to find a safe hospital. KCR has a wide range of channels in Ho Chi Minh City. After the shootout, they will know immediately that as soon as the hospital calls the police, they will arrest all of us."

Zhuang Li's voice trembled, and he said, "Find a place to get off, and I'll take Brother Jing to the hospital so that we won't all be detained. You two will find a way to get us later."

Huang Ting said: "Once you are controlled, you cannot successfully rob the prison."

"What is KCR?" Zhou Luoyang said.

"Vietnam Democratic League Armed Freedom Army," Huang Ting said with one hand on the steering wheel, leaning over to look at Du Jing's injury, "the anti-Vietnamese Communist front formed by Ruan Youzheng has close ties with the United States. The money laundering and disappearance cases are all related They are related."

"I'll take him there," Zhou Luoyang said in a deep voice, "you should find a place to hide first, don't talk too much. We are visiting scholars in archaeology. You two will split up immediately. Huang Ting will go to the Chinese embassy and Zhuang Li will go to France. embassy."

Zhuang Li said: "I'm afraid that it's useless for me to go, but..."

"Listen to his arrangement." Du Jing finally spoke and said.

The car stopped in front of the hospital, Zhuang Li didn't say anything more, Zhou Luoyang got out of the car with his hands covered in blood, half hugging Du Jing, Huang Ting drove away without delay.

It was almost dusk and it was raining continuously in Ho Chi Minh City. The doctors and nurses were anxious and took Du Jing into the operating room.Zhou Luoyang followed Du Jing's bedside, and said anxiously in a low voice, "Du Jing? Du Jing! Don't sleep!"

Du Jing was shot in the side of his abdomen, and his injury was more serious than last time. He opened his eyes, his eyes were a little distracted, and looked at Zhou Luoyang.

When Zhou Luoyang arrived at the door of the operating room, his heart was beating wildly. He only hoped that Du Jing could hold on, at least until midnight.

The door of the operating room was closed, and the patients looked at Zhou Luoyang.The medical staff came towards him, and he couldn't understand what he said, but he could roughly understand that he was asking himself to pay the fee.

Zhou Luoyang looked up at the clock on the wall, it was ten twenty-five.

In front of the payment window, Zhou Luoyang saw four soldiers coming from behind through the reflective glass window, and the leader said a few words.

"Are you Mr. Zhou?" A soldier translated in Chinese, "Please come with us."

"My boss is undergoing surgery," Zhou Luoyang said, "I must pay him first."

"We'll take care of it for you," the soldier translated, "don't worry, please."

Zhou Luoyang still wanted to delay the time, but the interpreter said: "Don't toast and eat fine wine, your method is useless to us."

Zhou Luoyang had no choice but to leave the window and glanced at the operating room. Four soldiers then escorted him out of the hospital and onto an off-road vehicle parked outside the hospital.

As soon as they got into the car, two soldiers searched Zhou Luoyang.

"Please don't touch me," Zhou Luoyang said. "It's about confidential archaeological documents. If you read something you shouldn't, you will be troubled by the Chinese and French embassies."

One of the soldiers scanned Luoyang next week with a detector, as if to confirm whether he was carrying a weapon. If he did not find a gun, he did not continue to search for his belongings.

"Hand over your passport."

Zhou Luoyang didn't attack them ignorantly, the space in the car was small, and he was definitely not their opponent.

He took out his passport and handed it to the two.

He was taken to a dim office, the electric fan on the ceiling kept turning, and the indoor fluorescent lamp cast a pale light. Behind the desk was a 50-year-old Vietnamese soldier.

"Please sit down." The Vietnamese soldier could actually speak Chinese, and compared Zhou Luoyang's passport, he looked at his face.

"What are you doing here?" the officer asked slowly.

Zhou Luoyang didn't answer. He looked up at the clock on the wall. It was half a minute before midnight.

30 seconds, 20 seconds, ten seconds... the hour hands coincide.

Zhou Luoyang turned over suddenly in the dark, and Du Jing's strong arms immediately hugged him.

"I'm here," Du Jing's voice replied, "I'm fine."

Panting in the dark, Zhou Luoyang put his hand into Du Jing's T-shirt, while Du Jing hugged him tightly and buried his head on his shoulder.

In the darkness, the two remained motionless in an embraced position on the bed.

In the middle of the night before, they had gone to bed very early, but they never expected that such a serious incident would happen in the following 24 hours.

Zhou Luoyang put his hand on Du Jing's waist and asked in a low voice, "Does it hurt?"

Du Jing didn't answer, but hugged Zhou Luoyang even tighter.

The bodies of the two were close together, but Zhou Luoyang's mood was very calm. Thank God, it was all over, and Du Jing lasted until the last moment.

Although he didn't know what would happen if Du Jingruo died of excessive blood loss during these 24 hours, he definitely didn't want to do it again, and he didn't want to do any experiments.

"Okay," Zhou Luoyang said, losing all his strength, "It's all right."

He turned on the desk lamp, and under the bright light, Du Jing avoided the light a little, with tears in his eyes.

Zhou Luoyang said: "Never go to that place again tomorrow."

Du Jing raised his hand, covered his eyebrows, and said, "Turn off the light."

After a brief embrace, the two separated again.Zhou Luoyang turned off the lights, but Du Jing got up in the dark and said, "I can't sleep, I'll sit outside for a while."

Zhou Luoyang was terribly frightened, but now he was sleepy. He hummed and said, "Call me anytime you need anything."

That night Du Jing sat quietly on the balcony, and didn't come back to sleep until it was almost dawn.

The next day, Du Jing and Zhou Luoyang did not visit the cultural relics protection association again, but drove directly in the morning to the meeting place of KCR yesterday evening.

Zhuang Li looked blank and said, "Brother Jing! How on earth...how did you know this place? It's amazing! It's amazing!"

Zhou Luoyang was still a little sleepy. He had a bunch of dreams last night, tossed and turned and didn't sleep well. He curled up on the passenger seat, thinking tiredly, since he had restarted after reading the file, of course he knew the meeting place.

Du Jing didn't answer, he opened the black box, took out the simulated bird reconnaissance plane, and handed it to Zhou Luoyang.

"Play for you." Du Jing said casually.

Zhou Luoyang said, "Don't scold me if I crash later."

"It's fine if it's broken." Du Jing lightly pinched Xia Zhou Luoyang's ears casually. The action was so ambiguous that Zhou Luoyang's ears turned red immediately.

"Hey!" Zhou Luoyang looked at him reproachfully, not to touch his subordinates.

He took Du Jing's mobile phone, manipulated the bird to fly into the woods, and stopped on a branch like yesterday—the enemy didn't come, and the woods were empty, with a few boxes piled up.Based on yesterday's time, the people from KCR would not show up until they had finished their coffee and lunch.

"Go." Du Jing glanced at the phone screen and said.

"Aren't you monitoring here?" Zhuang Li asked blankly.

Du Jing said, "You still want me to be shot again?"

The atmosphere in the car suddenly became tense. Zhuang Li felt the danger, but he didn't know the reason. He said blankly, "What... what? Have you been shot? Brother Jing?"

"What are you doing?" Zhou Luoyang looked at Du Jing with reproachful eyes, and said, "I don't know why."

Du Jing didn't say anything more. In the previous 24 hours, they didn't even ask how Zhuang Li was taken away. They also knew that Zhuang Li was probably wandering around looking for news, which aroused the vigilance of the enemy.

But in this repeated day, Zhuang Li was innocent, he did nothing, so there is no need to blame him.

Zhuang Li turned the steering wheel and left the hillside. Du Jing then ordered: "Let Huang Ting stop tracking and share the monitoring content with him."

Zhuang Li's expression was full of doubts, Zhou Luoyang knew he must be thinking: "How do you know that Huang Ting is also following you?"

And Huang Ting was even more confused - how did Du Jing know his actions?

"I'll go for a run." Du Jing said to Zhou Luoyang.

Du Jing turned on the treadmill in the homestay, and in a few hours, he was going to change stages. Zhou Luoyang knew that he must have started to feel uncomfortable now.

Du Jing reluctantly insisted on finishing all the tasks, sent Zhuang Li away, and let him go out for a stroll by himself, then got on the treadmill and set the speed to the highest.

"I'll accompany you." Zhou Luoyang said, changing into his sportswear.

Du Jing said, "Don't catch a cold again."

The two started to run in big strides, making a dull sound of stepping on the ground. Starting from eleven o'clock in the morning, Du Jing ran for four hours.Zhou Luoyang was defeated in no time, and lay down on the sofa panting.

Du Jing's T-shirt was soaked with sweat, he simply took off his shirt, and ran barebacked and only in shorts, with thin muscles on his back, strong long legs, and his eyes closed, wearing headphones, immersed in running The focused expression in the middle is like a naked fantasy under the misty mountain rain.

Zhou Luoyang stared at him blankly, until four hours later, Du Jing was finally exhausted and lay down on the wooden floor with a bang.

"Du Jing!" Zhou Luoyang hurried over to see him.

The floor was covered with sweat, Zhou Luoyang almost slipped and fell, Du Jing immediately sat up and hugged him.

"Luoyang," Du Jing said in a low voice, sitting naked on the wooden floor, holding Zhou Luoyang in his arms, "that day, I heard your voice, it was you, that person was you, I won't mistake anyone. "

Zhou Luoyang asked in a daze, "What? What sound?"

Du Jing and Zhou Luoyang looked at each other in silence, Zhou Luoyang recovered and said, "Is it better?"

Zhou Luoyang stood up, but Du Jing didn't let go of his right hand holding his wrist. His eyes were a little strange at this moment, which made Zhou Luoyang puzzled.

Those eyes were full of aggression, Zhou Luoyang suddenly remembered that he had seen Du Jing's eyes before.After the reunion, in the bathhouse, the moment he pressed his neck.

"What do you want to do?" Zhou Luoyang sensed danger.

Du Jing held Zhou Luoyang's throat with his left hand, and supported the back of his neck with his right hand, and looked at him silently. His expression seemed to want to bend down at any time and bite the artery in his neck, or to press his forehead against his own. Under his gaze, Zhou Luoyang was strangled to death.

Is he going crazy?Zhou Luoyang realized a serious problem - Du Jing would go crazy occasionally, especially when he was in a mania attack, he couldn't use ordinary people's logic to judge, and he didn't know what he would do.

Something must be done to bring him back to his senses.

Then, Zhou Luoyang suddenly bit Du Jing's shoulder.Du Jing's expression changed instantly, and he became angry.

Zhou Luoyang pressed his head with one hand, pushed him aside, and stood up.

"What are you going to do?" Zhou Luoyang asked coldly.

Du Jing spread his legs, sat silently, lowered his head slightly, sweat dripped on the floor in front of him.

Zhou Luoyang said, "Du Jing, I feel... Did you want to kill me just now?"

Du Jing said, "I have this idea."

"Why?" Zhou Luoyang said with a trembling voice, "Do you hate me?"

Du Jing looked up at him, the danger in his eyes had disappeared without a trace.

"No, it's not hatred, I'm sick," Du Jing said frankly, "I can't control myself for just such a momentary thought, and I don't know why."

The doorbell rang, and Zhuang Li came back.

Du Jing suddenly raised his head, glanced at Zhou Luoyang, and said, "If I really do something, will you struggle? Will you be afraid? Will you be afraid?"

Zhou Luoyang walked towards the door: "After killing me by mistake, you will commit suicide too."

"Yes." Du Jing replied.