Dressed as cannon fodder, I mistakenly took the heartthrob script

The group of people climbed over the ruins of the building and quickly chased after them.

Ji Yingxian is tall and has long legs, and he has been exercising all year round, so he is physically strong. After running for a certain distance, he realized that Qin Ning hadn't kept up, so he looked back.

Qin Ning stopped five meters away from him, with a pale face holding his heart, his lips turned pale, and his breathing was heavy, as if he couldn't breathe.

Ji Yingxian remembered that he had a heart disease and could not exercise vigorously.

Qin Ning was covered with cold sweat, and said weakly: "You go first, call the police immediately, I..."

The people behind chased after him, and the distance gradually narrowed.

Ji Yingxian returned quickly, pressed Qin Ning's shoulders, passed his back knee with one hand, and picked Qin Ning horizontally in a neat way.

The moment he hugged Qin Ning, a slight surprise flashed across his handsome face, and two words couldn't help but float in his mind——

so light.

With Qin Ning's height, the weight of a healthy person is much higher than this.

He was so skinny that he didn't weigh much at all.

Ji Yingxian narrowed his eyes slightly, and hugged Qin Ning's legs tightly.

Sudden weightlessness, Qin Ning had a look of panic on his face, he subconsciously grabbed Ji Yingxian's front to stabilize himself.

He said: "Ji Yingxian, hold me like this, neither of us can leave."

Ji Yingxian glanced at the people behind, and interrupted coldly, "Shut up."

With this weight, it was like a kitten in front of him.

He clasped Qin Ning's knee tightly with his hands, letting him stick close to him, and then quickly dodged into an alley.

When Qin Ning disappeared, he looked at the route map nearby to know which direction to go out from.

Ji Yingxian hugged Qin Ning and ran around in the alley, not letting them notice his whereabouts, and ran towards the street.

Taking advantage of this gap, Qin Ning took out his mobile phone and quickly called the police. After checking the address with the police, he hung up the phone.

As soon as he put down the phone, Ji Ying stood still abruptly, staring straight ahead with a stern expression.

Qin Ning turned his head away.

In the depths of the alley directly in front of the two, there were three or four people standing, each holding an iron rod, some of which were stained with black and red unknown objects, like dried blood.

Qin Ning's face was serious.

He just took a shortcut, but he didn't know that it would lead to so many things.

the other side.

The leader in the rear led people to outflank the left and right, and was passing the garbage house when he suddenly heard someone shouting.

"Brother Liang!"

The leader known as "Brother Liang" turned his head to look at the garbage house. A dark man was sitting inside, his buttocks were bound by the waist and thighs of a plastic trash can, and his feet were on his back. There were a few rotten black banana peels on his head, and he was grinning to see he.

Huang Mao said awkwardly: "I can't get out, please help me."

"By the way, Haozi was knocked out. It was the two bastards you were chasing after. Hurry up and deal with them. Damn, those two are really broken."

Brother Liang pulled Huang Mao out expressionlessly, and stomped on the brittle blue trash can behind him, freeing Huang Mao.

Huang Mao moved his arms and legs, patted the stinky garbage on his body, and asked casually, "Brother, their deal is completed?"

Brother Liang looked at him in vain, "A deal?"

Huang Mao suddenly realized that he had slipped the tongue, and changed his words: "I'm talking about the big brother and their trading venue, are you done?"

"you saw it?"

Brother Liang narrowed his eyes.

Huang Mao's back felt cold, and his eyes flickered, "I, what did I see?"

Brother Liang repeated, "You saw it."

This time it is affirmative.

He looked at Huang Mao with a smile, but there was a cold light in his eyes.

Huang Mao stepped back and forced a smile, "Brother Liang, I can't understand what you said."

Brother Liang didn't answer, but silently took out the disposable rubber gloves and put them on slowly.

Seeing this, Huang Mao turned around and ran away, but was grabbed by another person beside him.

Brother Liang approached.

Huang Mao shook his head in horror, repeatedly denying, "I didn't see anything, nothing—"

"Zi la" a sound of cracking silk.

Immediately afterwards, there were several muffled sounds of sharp objects piercing the flesh.

Coherent and neat.

Show no mercy.

Brother Liang let go of Huang Mao's hand, and stepped back.

Huangmao's eyes widened in fear and trembled, and he fell to the ground exhausted.

There was a big hole in the abdomen of his camel-colored cotton-padded jacket, and the cotton wool flew out, and the liquid gradually soaked from the inside to the outside, and the color became darker and redder.

Bright red blood oozes from his fingers holding the hole, and the snow is also stained red.

"you……"

He pointed at Brother Liang, his breathing was rapid, his mouth was shaking constantly, his pupils were dilated, and he couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time.

Brother Liang made up the knife expressionlessly.

With a bang, the bloody folding fruit knife fell to the ground and collided with the icy road.

Brother Liang took off the disposable gloves unhurriedly, and said to the people next to him: "There is a construction site where the foundation is being laid, and he will be cleaned up later."

The person next to him said "um", covered Huang Mao's mouth, grabbed his arm, and moved to a certain place.

Huangmao shook his feet in horror and hooked the stones on the ground vigorously, but to no avail.

Ji Yingxian put Qin Ning down slowly, his gray-blue pupils reflected the people on the opposite side.

Qin Ning stood up straight and looked behind him. There were also three or four young and middle-aged men holding iron bars, with fierce expressions in their eyes, obviously not in the same order as the yellow-haired and young men before.

This group of people didn't say a word, they clenched the iron bars in their hands, and approached without hesitation, all of them staring at each other with a very clear purpose.

want their lives.

The corner of Ji Yingxian's mouth raised slightly, and he called out, "The surname is Qin."

Qin Ning turned to look at him, "?"

Ji Yingxian said: "I will let you run later, so you run for me, and if you can't run, go as fast as you can."

Qin Ning asked, "Where are you?"

"I?"

Ji Yingxian lowered his eyebrows and smiled, his eyes full of wanton arrogance, staring at this group of people, as if licking the tip of a knife.

He took off his suit, rolled his cuffs to his elbows, his arm muscles were strong, and he was full of explosive power when he was charging.

"It's been a long time since I've been active, it's just for me to warm up."

Saying that, he took off the silver and black watch and threw it to Qin Ning, "Help me keep it safe."

Qin Ning nodded hesitantly, put away his watch, and couldn't help worrying, could Ji Yingxian really handle so many people?

Five or six minutes had passed since he called the police. There was a police station on the way to the coffee shop, not far from here, and the police should be dispatched soon.

Qin Ning quickly calculated the time in his mind.

If nothing else happened, the police would be here soon, and a few minutes of delay would be enough.

He raised his hand to stop Ji Yingxian, but he had already rushed up quickly and punched the man who was about to attack him first on the jaw. The man was blown away by the blow and hit the people behind him directly.

Ji Yingxian quickly picked up the iron rod that had fallen to the ground, folded his body, strode forward, pressed Qin Ning's head, and swung his backhand, and immediately fell behind.

In just tens of seconds, half of the people were KO'd.

Qin Ning: "..."

So strong.

That group of people obviously didn't expect Ji Yingxian to be so powerful in combat. He looked like a dignified person, but his attacks were extremely clean and ruthless, without giving anyone a chance to breathe.

Even though a piece fell down, these yellow hairs with human body and stamina, endured the pain and continued to climb up, picked up the iron rod and came up again.

He didn't say a word during the whole process, and each stick was aimed at the deadly position of the two people, obviously intending to kill them.

Qin Ning was not aggressive, Ji Yingxian had to protect Qin Ning all the time, the opponent seized this weakness and attacked Qin Ning exclusively.

Qin Ning didn't want to be Ji Yingxian's burden. The other party attacked him. He picked up the broken bricks on the ground and threw them at him, but he didn't know that someone was sneaking up from the side.

With no weapon in his hand, the man behind took the opportunity to grab Qin Ning's leg, yanked him down, and swung a stick at his head.

With this blow, half life will be lost if you don't die.

suddenly.

One arm moved sideways, and he blocked the blow with his hand.

The iron rod was forced to turn, and hit the concrete wall with a "squeak", causing the attacker's arm to go numb from the reaction.

Ji Yingxian frowned, raised his leg and kicked him out of the crowd with a sharp kick.

The group of people attacked again.

Qin Ning took advantage of the situation to pick up the iron rod, but unexpectedly the iron rod was solid, and it took him a lot of effort to lift it up.

He stood with his back to Ji Yingxian, gritted his teeth, gripped the end of the iron rod with both hands, and hit back hard at the attacker.

Due to lack of strength, Qin Ning took advantage of the opponent's dodge when he dropped the stick, instantly reversed the trend, and hit the opponent's wrist with a clever stick.

The man felt the pain, retracted his hand, and the iron rod fell to the ground, hitting the back of his foot, and immediately screamed.

The opponent lost his weapon, Ji Yingxian turned around in time, and punched him hard on the bridge of the nose. He hit him hard, and the opponent immediately covered his nose and screamed.

The two cooperated tacitly.

A scuffle continued.

Until a yell sounded at the entrance of the alley.

"Don't move!"

Everyone ignored it.

Then, there was another sound.

"Police! Don't move, stand against the wall and raise your hands!"

Hearing the word "police", the crowd suddenly stopped.

The air was stagnant for nearly three seconds, and the group of people suddenly fled in panic like mice seeing a cat, and they didn't even have time to pick up the objects that fell on the ground.

They seemed to have discussed it in advance, and as soon as they left the alley, they scurried into alleys in all directions, making it difficult to track.

Seeing this, several special police officers in black immediately dispersed and chased after him.

A few police officers from the police station were left in place, and they walked up to Qin Ning and Ji Yingxian.

Qin Ning immediately let out a sigh of relief, and the iron rod that was tightly gripped in his hand suddenly slipped down.

The original owner lacked exercise for a long time, and after using the iron rod for a few minutes, Qin Ning's arms lost strength.

Ji Yingxian's handsome face was cold, his eyes were gloomy and he threw away the iron bar, his chest heaved and he seemed not to calm down.

A policeman stepped forward to check the identities of Qin and Ning.

After questioning and confirming that Qin Ning was the caller, the policeman asked, "Are you injured? Do you need help calling an ambulance?"

Qin Ning glanced at Ji Yingxian's hanging arm, and said, "I need an ambulance, please contact us."

"Okay, you guys find a place to rest first."

Police immediately called a hospital ambulance.

After thanking Qin Ning, he turned to look at Ji Yingxian's left arm.

His cuffs were rolled up above the elbows, and the middle part of the forearm was suddenly red and swollen, without deformity, with bruises under the skin, and a few blood lines on the back, which were cut by some sharp instrument.

Qin Ning asked, "How is your arm?"

Ji Yingxian said with a cold face, "Fortunately, it doesn't hurt—ah!"

He stared at Qin Ning with gray blue eyes, with a fierce look on his face, "What are you doing!"

Qin Ning withdrew the fingertips that poked his arm, with a calm face, "See if you are in pain."

Ji Yingxian: "..."

Seeing that he was angry, Qin Ning explained: "I'm checking to see if your forearm is broken."

The corners of Ji Yingxian's lips were straightened, "Then do you see it now?"

This is said with gritted teeth.

Qin Ning shook his head, "No, this requires the judgment of a professional doctor."

Ji Yingxian: "..."

Not long after, the paramedics arrived.

Qin Ning walked over with Ji Yingxian, and in another alley, several nurses carried a man on a stretcher. The man's arm suddenly dropped, and a drop of blood dripped down his fingertips.

pat.

Splashing flowers on the ground, blending into the white snow.

As the distance drew closer, the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Qin Ning clearly noticed that Ji Yingxian's body froze and refused to leave.

Qin Ning: "?"

Before he could react, Ji Yingxian suddenly leaned forward and fell down on the snow.

Qin Ning was slightly startled: "Ji Yingxian!"

The author has something to say: The current President Ji: Does this person not eat? Why is he as light as a cat?

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