Chapter 287 If you want to die, don’t hold me back
Ji Xuan stood up and followed him out. When he passed three corpses, Ji Xuan's heart skipped a beat. Jiang Junlin was indeed familiar with this assassination method. He even knew the location and layout.
This is someone from within the Jidao Dark Network who came to kill him!
When Jiang Junlin passed by a corpse, he took away his firearms and ammunition. The two got into a car and left quickly. Jiang Junlin leaned on the passenger seat, sweating, and his face became paler. He took Ji Xuan's
He contacted Gu Ci on his mobile phone and said, "Xiao Ci, compile a list of all the people on the dark web in Paris!"
"Brother? Are you out?" Gu Ci was very surprised, "Are you okay?"
"Who will lead the team to rescue me tonight?"
"It's Master, she's at the scene, what's wrong?" Gu Ci heard that Jiang Junlin's tone was bad, and her heart sank.
"You call everyone back!"
"Now?" Gu Ci was confused.
"Immediately!" Jiang Junlin said, "Compile a list of personnel yourself. Don't let anyone else pass it by. Gather them all at safe point No. 1 and count the number of people."
"Okay!" Gu Ci said, "Brother, are you okay?"
"If you can't die, do it immediately!"
"good!"
Ji Xuan raised his eyebrows and said with a half-smile, "It turns out to be Miss Gu Ci. I asked you who took over the Dark Network after you were imprisoned by me. You actually kept a secret before you were imprisoned by me. What a calculation."
A perfect plan!"
Jiang Junlin didn't answer his question, but his face became paler and paler, and his consciousness became a little blurry. He glanced at the road and something seemed wrong. Ji Xun threw his cell phone into a passing pickup truck and turned right.
, go the other way.
"where are you going?"
"Since we are members of the Dark Web, we can trace our whereabouts by tracking our mobile phones. I can't bet on it. Who knows how many of them will withdraw and how many of them will stay and continue to kill you!"
Jiang Junlin was a little groggy. It was already late at night. At ten o'clock in the evening, there were no people on the road. Ji Xuan parked the car on the side of the road, observed the surroundings, got out of the car and pried open the door of a private clinic, and turned around to fight Jiang Junlin.
Get in!
After closing the door, Ji Huan looked around for gauze, stitches, hemostatic medicine, etc. He quickly picked up salt water and hung it on Jiang Junlin. Jiang Junlin slapped his hand away and said, "Get out of here!"
"Brother, don't move!" Ji Xun pressed him roughly and turned his hair away. Fortunately, the wound was not deep. Ji Xun's face was solemn, "Without me, do you want to sew alone?"
Jiang Junlin gritted his teeth, remained silent, and glanced at his forearm. Ji Xun's forearm was injured several times, and the wound had long been festered. How he persisted all the way, it didn't seem to affect him from shooting!
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have suspected that Ji Xun's injury was a ruse.
"It will hurt a little, just bear with it!" There was no anesthesia in the small clinic, so Ji Xun searched all over, so he had to just sew it up.
Jiang Junlin said in a deep voice, "Stop talking nonsense and hurry up!"
Ji Xun first sewed up the wound on his head, giving him thirteen stitches. Jiang Junlin didn't groan, only his clenched fists and cold sweat all over his body revealed his pain. Ji Xun felt distressed and had no choice but to do so.
Jiang Junlin took off his shirt, which had long been stained red with blood and sweat. He threw the shirt into the trash can. Ji Xun disinfected the wound. The wound on his back was sewn with more than twenty stitches. In order to avoid his torture, Ji Xun decided to fight quickly.
, Jiang Junlin was so painful that he was unconscious and had stomach cramps. He deliberately tortured himself until the sequelae of acute gastritis appeared. Jiang Junlin asked Ji Xuan to get him an anti-inflammatory injection, and he took it himself to relieve the pain of gastritis.
There was no anesthetic and a total of about forty stitches were needed. Jiang Junlin was in so much pain that his nerves were numb.
Ji Xun put a roll of gauze into his mouth and asked him to bite it. He looked very distressed. After the stitches were done, Ji Xun found a clean T-shirt and took a towel to wipe his sweat.
, and then I discovered the bruises on Jiang Junlin's stomach. They were bruises that appeared after repeated pressure. The bruises had turned purple and turned black, which showed how cruel he had been.
Ji Xuan glared at him fiercely, "This is the reason why you suddenly suffered from gastritis. You know you have stomach problems, but you still dare..."
Is Jiang Junlin so cruel to him?
Jiang Junlin weakly took the T-shirt and put it on, and gave him a cold look. He was not as decisive as he was when he protected him in the car. He even kicked him away in annoyance, "I'm not in the mood to listen to these nonsense!
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Ji Xun's face turned pale. In Jiang Junlin's eyes, everything he did was considered a waste!
"Let's go!" Ji Xuan stood up and pulled him to leave. Jiang Junlin glanced at his forearm, took some medicine, and left with Ji Xuan. Although the wound on his back was sutured, he could not move rashly. The two exchanged
A car, leaving this neighborhood.
"They came for me, you go!" Jiang Junlin said in a deep voice. These people are well-trained and decisive in killing. If Ji Xun follows him, they will only fall into danger together.
"Don't even think about it!" Ji Xun gritted his teeth and said, "Whoever wants to kill you must step over my body first!"
His thoughts towards Jiang Junlin, good and bad, were never hidden.
Jiang Junlin lowered his eyes and said nothing, and said in a deep voice, "Black Eagle should not interfere in our internal affairs of the Yida!"
"I lost my cell phone. This matter has nothing to do with the Black Hawk." Ji Xun lost his cell phone. In addition to not wanting to be located, Ji Xun also sent a message to Nick not to worry about it.
He could go to hell for Jiang Junlin, but his guards have no responsibility or obligation!
"You want to die, it's up to you!" Jiang Junlin's tone was particularly cold. He had just escaped from Ji Xun's darkroom and was trapped in an assassination. No one would be in a happy mood.
"Do you have a safe house in Paris?" Ji Huan didn't mind his coldness. Jiang Junlin had said all the harsh words, and Ji Huan was almost immune. He was like the candy on Jiang Junlin's body, which he couldn't get rid of at all.
Jiang Junlin had a safe house in Paris, but it must not be safe now.
"I do!" Ji Xun sneered, "It's better to be locked up by me all the time."
"Buy two disposable phone cards and a mobile phone."
"Do you have money?" Ji Xun mocked, "Have you brought your card?"
Jiang Junlin had nothing, and Ji Xun's cell phone was not with him. He didn't bring any money or card. "So, we are penniless and have no money for food. Just accept our fate, brother!"
No matter how much they tortured each other or how much they killed each other, they could always speak out in unison at the critical moment.
Jiang Junlin closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep. Ji Xun glanced at him. Although he suffered from excessive blood loss, gastritis, and weakness, Ji Xun had some accidents and he was able to let down his guard and fall asleep.
During his imprisonment, Jiang Junlin was always wary of him.
How strange it was that after I came out, my life was hanging by a thread, but I fell asleep next to him with peace of mind.
While in the car, Jiang Junlin knocked him unconscious. If he hadn't been awakened by the sound of gunshots, would Jiang Junlin have left him at the scene to die? After all, he couldn't have gone far with a tow bottle.
Ji Xuan looked ahead with a heavy gaze. The road ahead was windy and snowy, with no end in sight and no way back.
