Rouge Tiger has never been so embarrassed since his debut. As soon as he escaped from the tiger's mouth, he was chased by a large group of brats. He fled to a remote place along the way and was shot in the knee. Fortunately, it didn't hit any key parts.

, but pain is unavoidable.

When she ran to a jungle full of thickets, she was so tired that she was out of breath. The wound on her thigh was like a huge gash, and the blood kept pouring out. The pain was so painful that he could hardly bear it.

.

When I wanted to give up several times, I only managed to survive with perseverance.

After setting up roadblocks several times, I finally got rid of the life-seeking ghost behind me.

She squatted under a sycamore tree and took a breath.

"Whoosh" came the sound of footsteps not far ahead.

She held the pistol tightly and aimed it. If anyone dared to take another step, she would shoot him in the head.

Suddenly, she froze.

I saw the man walking over with his hands behind his back, "Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person!"

This guy, with a wicked smile on his face, said that he was not a bad person. Who would believe it? But Yan Zhihu believed it.

"Are you a bad person for doing my shit?" She rolled her eyes at the guy and walked forward.

The first time was when he was rescued on the train, the second time was when he saw through the poison in the bowl at a Malatang stall in a shanty town, and the most important thing was that he detoxified a large number of students, which made him feel less guilty.

Some.

"Teacher Huang, come with me!" The person who came was none other than Zhang Zhong. He had followed him from the car repair shop to here. He had wanted to take action before, but he was not completely sure.

Although Huang Qiang wore a mask on her face, she couldn't hide it from Zhang Zhong. Zhang Zhong had a very good nose, and he was extremely familiar with the scent of the teacher.

Yan Zhihu's face was a little pale, and he was holding on to a bush, shaking precariously. This bad guy knew too many things, should he be kept? If her identity was known to her, it would be a fatal handle.

Zhang Zhong walked towards Huang Qiang, stepping on her heart with every step. She was panicked, holding the gun in one hand and aiming: "Go away! Otherwise, I will kill you."

She didn't expect that she was also afraid, afraid of this defenseless man.

The hand holding the gun was shaking. Who would believe this? Yan Zhihu, who killed people on the road without any calculation, actually trembled after killing a lot of people.

The deep concern in the man's eyes touched the softest corner of her heart, but she didn't want to gamble, nor could she afford it.

Old Man Sun knew her identity and kept it secret because Huang Qiang also knew Old Man Sun's identity. Everyone who is a gangster has another identity to hide themselves. They are either successful businessmen or other positions.

, these are not important. However, for a person who is used to bloody killings, a dull life is what they think of.

"Bang" gunfire sounded.

Zhang Zhong covered his chest and looked at Huang Qiang in disbelief. Unexpectedly, the beautiful teacher actually fired.

Huang Qiangwei knew Zhang Zhong's skills. What she didn't expect was that this guy didn't hide at all. She knew it was because of trust.

Zhang Zhong had been injured on his arm before, and now he was injured on the chest again. Blood was dripping down in big drops. His lips were as pale as paper, not like his usual playful smile. They were like a fragile marionette that could be blown away by a gust of wind.

will fall.

Staring at Zhang Zhong's chest, Huang Qiang was at a loss for words.

She has been a gangster for almost ten years. She has always been known for her ruthlessness. She got the reputation of Zhi Yanhu on the road. No man has ever taken off the mask on her face. But now she took off the mask on her face for this man. mask.

On a delicate and flawless face, there are pear blossoms and rain, and the lips are as white as white paper. The mouth is pursed with a proud expression, and after a moment of hesitation, Zhang Zhong is raised.

What she got was the man's red-hot body temperature and his strong heartbeat. Huang Qiangwei stared at the piece of paper strangely: "How could this happen? He was obviously shot, but his heartbeat is so strong."

Little did she know that Zhang Zhong's heartbeat accelerated because the beauty was hugging him. He had lived in the mountains and been with wild animals since he was a child. His body was much stronger than that of ordinary people, and he was covered in tendons. The bullet only penetrated the surface of the muscles. The lungs and lungs were not injured, but the scene just now was too thrilling, and the heart would have been injured just an inch away.

Zhang Zhong's heart was twitching fiercely. Teacher Huang, who was wearing leather jacket, leather pants and leather boots, was not as elegant and intellectual as he was standing on the podium, nor was he as unruly and willful as he was in private. He had a little more wildness and a little more. A provocative taste.

The tight-fitting leather jacket outlined her devilishly thrilling and beautiful curves, and the way her sexy mouth opened and closed was so seductive. The worry in her eyes almost made Zhang Zhong fall.

The sound of chirping breathing sounded quietly in their ears. Huang Qiang hesitated for a while, then gritted her teeth and said, "Let's go to the hospital!"

"Aren't you going to kill me?" Zhang Zhong tilted his head and said pretending to be stupid.

This guy really doesn't care about anything. "You brat, don't act like a jerk in front of me. If you piss me off, I'll still shoot you!" Teacher Huang Qiang has a way of treating this kind of student who refuses to take hard work. It feels like it will burst at any time.

"Okay, I won't talk to you anymore. You can't go to the hospital. Find a place to get the bullets." Zhang Zhong didn't dare to go on with Teacher Huang anymore. After all, he owed her a huge sum of money now. For Zhang Zhong, For this poor man, there is no other way now except to pay the debt with money and body.

This jungle is located in the suburbs and has always been inaccessible. It was already noon. Huang Qiang first called Cui Ming and asked him not to look for her. Then she and Zhang Zhong went deep into the jungle to find a secluded place.

The two walked for almost half an hour and arrived at the foot of a steep mountain peak.

This place is a scenic resort in the urban area. Every weekend there will be tourists in twos and threes. It is noon, so naturally no one is full and has nothing to do.

Zhang Zhong sat on a flat rock, stretched out his injured arm, and took out a thin knife with his other hand to pick out the shrapnel in the wound.

When I exert force, the wound becomes extremely painful, and my abdomen also feels a dull pain.

"I'll do it!" Huang Qiang took the knife, and a silver shadow flashed in her hand, "Hold it!"

With a slight pick of the knife, the shrapnel was picked out.

Zhang Zhong gritted his teeth and held on, sweat dripping down his face and soaking his close-fitting clothes. His face turned red and white, and the pain in his heart was evident.

"Take off your clothes!" Huang Qiangxian pointed at Zhang Zhong's chest.

Take off your clothes? Zhang Zhong moved his body back like a good woman being teased by a gangster. He felt a pain in his back and actually hit the stone wall.

"Look at you, you look so stupid, take it off quickly, do you want to die?" Huang Qiang's eyes widened, and the cold air rushed straight to Zhang Zhong's head.

"No!" Zhang Zhong covered his chest and said pitifully.

"Stop pretending to be an innocent little virgin in front of me. Remember when you took off my clothes?" Huang Qiang said bitterly.

I bet she has always remembered this. Zhang Zhong was a little confused. As a teacher, shouldn't you be a role model? Why do you hold a grudge so much?

Regardless of what he was thinking, Huang Qiang quickly unbuttoned Huang Tong's shirt with her fingers.
Chapter completed!