Evil Awe-Inspiring

I have n’t been riding a motorcycle for a long time. I feel that this locomotive is very broken, there is noise in the cylinder, and the speed is also very problematic. This kind of car is a garbage in my eyes. After all, when I was young, I was still mingling in the car family in Nanjing.

I felt that the woman behind me seemed a little weak to hold me, her body was a little crooked, apparently after the shoulder was shot, one arm could not use the force.

I reluctantly freed a hand to straighten her back, but felt the blood on her shoulders flow down my sleeves. Soon penetrated my clothes, sticky ...

I frowned secretly, paying attention to the left and right roads while setting up the car. At this time, I suddenly heard the roar of the car behind me. I glanced at the mirror, and a Toyota Corolla rushed up behind me. The window on the side opened, and somebody poke out half of his head to look at me, and then I saw a black hole protruding from the window!

It's a gun!

I yelled, and just saw a right turn in front of me, I rushed over, leaned slightly to the side, slowed down sharply, and then shifted and turned. I have n’t played this kind of action for a long time, the poor car condition, and behind me I also brought a soft female wounded. When I turned, the body was a little swayed and almost turned over. Fortunately, I stopped the front of the car, and then refueled ...

The Toyota Corolla behind was closely following, and then I heard two pops, sparks splashing, and the other party had already fired! But the bullet did not hit me, but hit the ground on my side. There was another shot, and the bullet broke the mirror on my left.

Damn it!

I cursed, and suddenly I saw a narrow alley in front of me, and my eyes cleared immediately!

I know, on the road, I definitely ca n’t run the Toyota Corolla in the back. After all, the motorcycle under my seat is too garbage, and I do n’t wear a helmet ... No helmet is a minor problem, but without goggles, trouble Big! Because when speed is mentioned. The strong wind will blow me hard to open my eyes. It blocked my sight and couldn't bring speed to the highest.

The Toyota Corolla behind was getting closer. At the same time, the other side fired two more shots. I tried to dodge. The locomotive swayed left and right twice under my control, and finally reached the alley. I had lowered the speed, squeezed the brakes, and stopped the locomotive. It made the whole body cross over immediately, and the huge centrifugal force almost made my car fly out sideways. Fortunately, I have immediately grasped the front of the car, and at the same time, my support feet are firmly on the ground ...

Toyota Corolla whistled past me quickly. He didn't come and stop, but I couldn't help but adjust, and rushed into the alley.

This box is very narrow, there are trash bins inside, and there is no one who knows what to throw away. I tried my best to avoid it, but still kept moving at a high speed. At least I can rest assured: This alley is very narrow, only about two meters wide, and that Toyota Corolla cannot be driven in anyway.

I felt my legs slammed twice on the trash can, my heart hurt, and I was gritting my teeth. Suddenly the terrain in front of me changed dramatically! A descending step with about a dozen floors appeared in front of me ... I panicked, pinched the brakes, and slowed down. Then leaned over and rushed down ...

The wheels bumped on the steps. I felt like I was riding a roller coaster. With the power of vibration, I was sure that the tires of this car were going to die! Sure enough, the last time I landed, the woman behind me almost didn't throw it out. I could only stop the car, then quickly took off my shirt, wrapped her behind me with clothes, used the shirt as a rope, and fixed her. The woman was painful and pale, and blood was still flowing.

I glanced at her and said nothing, and continued to start the throttle and rushed out.

I don't know if I walk through the streets and lanes, nor do I know the direction in front. In short, I dare not take the road, and when I see the alley, I go forward. High and low along the way, up and down, did not drive to somewhere.

After half an hour of blind driving, I stopped in a quiet alley.

There didn't seem to be much movement around here, and there was a dilapidated house next to it. I can see from the dust on the floor of the doorway that few people seemed to come here.

On both sides are small buildings of the kind typical of Vietnam. There is a small open space in the alley. The ground is full of rubbish, empty bottles, plastic bags and the like. In my opinion, I guess this area is probably a slum or something.

I parked, parked the motorcycle in the backlight, and helped the woman out of the car. I stood at the door of the room and listened for a while, making sure there was no voice inside, and then I looked at a small staircase next to it. I slowly walked up with the woman, and soon reached the top of the building. Here is an iron gate. I looked at the big rusty lock on it, and I was happy to beat it. Although I judged that there was no one in the house and I wanted to go in and avoid it, I picked up a wire from the ground. With that big lock locked for a while, I couldn't open it.

After all, I'm not a professional thief, and the lock has rusted. If it's just a wooden door, then I ca n’t say, I kicked it a long time ago, but unfortunately, I was helpless in the face of the thick iron fence door.

I can't go through the wall.

Holding the woman against the wall, her lips were all pale. I knew she had lost a lot of blood, and carefully unbuttoned the shirt that wrapped me around her. I found that my shirt had been half red with blood. The woman's body was aching, but her eyes were sober.

I didn't talk to her, and ripped off the clothes on her shoulders, and saw a bullet hole in her shoulders, and blood was flowing out. I checked and confirmed that the bullet was passing by, and there were two opposite bullet holes on her shoulders.

The bullet didn't stay in her body, she was lucky.

I ripped my shirt and helped her wrap her shoulders tightly. Now there is no other way, I can only give her "oppression to stop bleeding". But it seems that the effect is not very good.

The woman gasped for breath against the wall and breathed in pain. I looked at the sky and thought about it. I bent down and said to her, "Your injury must be dealt with, but I have nothing in my hand now. It ’s safe, you lie here for a while, and I do n’t think anyone will find it here. I ’ll go out and find something, and then come back to you. ”

The woman looked up at me, and there was a bitter smile on her face: "It doesn't matter ... you can't even come back ... after all, we have no family and no reason, you can't risk it for me."

I now only have a vest on my body, and the vest is stained with blood. I simply took off my vest, stood in front of her, and slowly said, "You don't have to play a psychological game with me, and you don't have to say this kind of words to test me. I'm not overflowing with compassion, I must save you. It ’s something we went through together. I ’m only responsible for helping you to heal the wounds. After finishing it, everyone will go their separate ways. ”

Then I stood up, slowly walked down the stairs, glanced at the motorcycle parked in the corner, went out of my bag, and held it in my hand.

This car can still drive, but I'm afraid there's no gas left. I have to think of a way to find some oil. I thought to myself.

The sky is now bright.

I carefully walked out of the alley and turned two turns before I came to the road outside. This alley is very long, no wonder there are no people in it.

The time is exactly the rush hour of a city every morning, the streets are full of pedestrians, the roads are crowded with vehicles, but most of them are motorcycles. Vietnam does not have its own national automobile industry. All cars are imported, but motorcycles are many.

I'm shirtless. Although it's not strange to be shirtless this season, it's a bit conspicuous to see shirtless walking on the road early in the morning. I bought a short-sleeved t-shirt for travelling and put on a sigh of relief, and quickly found it on the street.

My goal is clear, looking for a pharmacy. But after walking a street, I still couldn't find it, I was a little impatient. At the same time, I was a little nervous and alert. After all, I just experienced a life-and-death scene, and now it's inevitable that I'm still a little bit thrilled. I always feel that the eyes around me on the street are not good.

I bought a bottle of mineral water and drank more than half of it at a stretch. I put the rest in my bag and continued to move forward. If I saw a policeman far away, I would try to avoid it. But I walked for a long time and still couldn't find the pharmacy ...

Moreover, it was only seven o'clock in the early morning, and which pharmacy was open so early?

I went back to the convenience store, found a bottle of strong spirits, and bought two bottles of mineral water and some food. I turned around and walked back.

When I was on the road, I saw a motorcycle dealer. I thought about going to see if I could get some gasoline, but I saw a police car parked not far from the door. I still didn't think about it.