After being reborn, it becomes a beautiful crying bag

"Jiang Zetong!!!"

Jiang Bao didn't know how strong willpower a person needs to be able to firmly protect a person in a car accident.

His head was completely nestled in Jiang Zetong's arms, and the man's big palm was pressed against the back of his head. His nostrils were filled with the scent of Jiang Zetong's cold and snowy perfume that should not be entered by strangers. When he opened his mouth to call Jiang Zetong, he could feel his arms being strangled. Even tighter, pain accompanied by fear, Jiang Bao almost lost his voice.

"Brother Jiang, Brother Jiang."

The mind that stores happy memories is blank at this moment, and Jiang Bao mumbles subconsciously, as if the word Jiang Ge can bring him infinite power.

There was a heavy creaking sound of steel, and the whirling finally stopped. I don't know if it was a second or a century. What came into Jiang Bao's nostrils was not only the smell of Jiang Zetong's perfume, but also the smell of sticky blood.

Jiang Bao opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound at all. He clenched his lower lip tightly, and the taste of rust slipped into his mouth.

The retina was all red, Jiang Bao could only try his best to open his eyes wide, and all the colors became bright as far as he could see, pressing the optic nerve as if approaching, as if there was a double image of reality in his vision.

Hiccupping softly, he got out of Jiang Zetong's arms, instinctively put his hand on the side of Jiang Zetong's neck, and touched his brother's warm blood and his weak pulse with his tentacles.

He didn't care about tears, and he didn't have time to be afraid. There was only his cry in the whole world. His pronunciation was strange and shrill, and his tone of voice was also weird, but Jiang Bao didn't notice it. He was immersed in the bloody world, trying to pull Jiang Zetong from the embrace of death Pull it out.

"The sound... trembles... like a lamb."

The man's eyelids were trembling and closed in disbelief, his fingertips were tense, and he tried his last bit to push Jiang Bao gently, "Go quickly."

Jiang Bao wept with joy when he got the response, "Brother Jiang, hold on, we'll go to the hospital right away."

After waking up Jiang Zetong, Jiang Bao had a backbone. He took a deep breath and calmed down a little. After some actions, the smell of gasoline hidden behind the smell of blood could not be covered, and the disgusting smell of death spread his teeth and claws in the narrow compartment. Common sense told Jiang Po, the car will spontaneously catch fire soon.

There is no time, must get out quickly!

His fingers were no longer soft, and he stretched out his arm to pat the driver in the front row, thinking that one more person would be stronger, but with a light touch, the driver's neck was crooked.

"He's dead... Brother Jiang, I'll take you away!"

Jiang Bao gasped for breath, his throat hurt like a pinprick.Sadness and fear made him keep cheering himself up. Countless Jiang brothers said it from his mouth, and it was never such a difficult and painful time.

Double Shadow's eyes circled around, trying to find a breakthrough to survive, but fortunately, there is no end to the road.

Although the car rolled down backwards, but Jiang Bao's side was facing the sky, so he took off his seat belt and started to move.

He pulled the doorknob and found that it could move. Jiang Bao immediately pushed it with [-]% strength, but was bounced back instead, almost crushing Jiang Zetong.

This attempt scared Jiang Bao into a cold sweat, Brother Jiang couldn't get hurt anymore!

The door couldn't be opened. Jiang Bao guessed that the car door was stuck when it fell, but he didn't have any tools at hand. He smelled the increasingly strong smell of gasoline and stared at the half-shattered car window.

The embarrassed figure was reflected on the distorted high-strength glass, a section of Bai Shengsheng's chin and neck, and he saw his own taut skin.

Without a trace of hesitation, Jiang Bao curled up his body, using his shoulders as a sharp weapon, and issued a charge horn towards the broken car window.

"You can't stay here... you can't... you can't kill Brother Jiang, hold on, the door will open right away..."

Jiang Bao didn't dare to stop for a moment, that kind of strength and crazy posture made his body, which was only slightly bruised, turn red. If Jiang Zetong was still conscious, he would die of heartache.

Hitting his numb shoulder and piercing into the stubble of broken glass, Jiang Bao trembled in pain, but he still clenched his teeth.

Smelling the strong smell of blood inside the car, he slammed into it with a howl, and finally pushed open the door.

In an instant, Jiang Bao flew out according to the inertia, half of his body rushed out of the car, he hurried back to pull Jiang Zetong, afraid that the car door would be closed, Jiang Bao even hooked one foot to the outside of the car.

"Brother Jiang!"

Jiang Bao couldn't respond, so he had to drag Jiang Zetong's body to climb out. The compartment that was not very spacious before was like an endless tunnel. Jiang Bao didn't know how he dragged Jiang Zetong out.

On the verdant grass, there was a clear bloodstain. Jiang Zetong's body was already damaged in order to resist the impact and the broken car window.

Jiang Bao lay on Jiang Zetong's side, not knowing where to put his hands. Brother Jiang was covered in blood. He took off his clothes and wrapped Jiang Zetong's forehead. It looked like there was a blood hole there.

What on earth should he do?By the way, mobile phone!Call the police!

When Jiang Bao took out his mobile phone, the car behind them exploded, and the flames shot up into the sky, instantly setting fire to the surrounding trees and grass.

The phone number was dialed, but what I heard was a desperate busy tone.

no signal.

Jiang Bao couldn't bear it anymore, his tears flowed down uncontrollably, sobbing and calling Jiang Zetong's name.

"Good boy... don't cry." The man's pale mouth opened and closed, his weak voice was caught in the sound of crackling flames, Jiang Bao almost missed it.

He wiped his face, lowered his head, and moved closer to Jiang Zetong, "Brother Jiang, I'm here, I won't cry, I'm obedient, you...don't die."

"Hey, don't look at me," Jiang Zetong tried to lift his arm that was not dislocated and fractured, trying to put his palm on Jiang Bao's cheek.

Seeing what Jiang Zetong meant, Jiang Bao took the initiative to hold that hand, and gently pressed it against his face.

Tears slid across Jiang Zetong's palm, scalding his heart with scorching pain, as if it was not tears, but magma surging [-] meters underground.

"Close your eyes, squeamish."

close your eyes...

squeamish bag...

Jiang Zetong's powerless hand fell in slow motion in his eyes. He was disobedient this time, his eyes were wide open, and he cried until his voice was hoarse and he couldn't breathe. He didn't know when he fell into a coma. hospital bed.

"Brother Jiang!"

Jiang Bao sat up, and he woke up from such a dream again, it was really like what he had experienced over and over again.

The traces of the dream were left on his body, his hands and feet were weak, his back was sore, and the fluid in his eye sockets accumulated rapidly, and the next second, he slid down uncontrollably. The scalding heat reminded him of Jiang Zetong's palm, and Jiang Bao suddenly bowed his head Bury her face on her bent knees, "Brother Jiang, brother."

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