3341. Chapter 3341 You just need to master the direction
Another new contest begins.
Leng Lintian, who owned a motorcycle, grinned in a devilish arc, holding an iron rod with one hand and controlling the motorcycle with one hand.
He flew the motorcycle wantonly, hitting everyone who came his way...
The locomotive head had a brief confrontation with Leng Lintian, and his arm was almost broken after being beaten, and the stick fell to the ground.
Most of the other brothers were lying on the ground in a mess.
Either his leg was broken or his arm was broken.
The one who was knocked away probably injured his waist and couldn't get up.
Leng Lintian's bloodthirsty light expanded, and he became more courageous as he fought.
He hooked his index finger towards them: "Come here."
Come on, have a fight.
"You two, come together."
Come two, make a pair.
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"Oh, boss, this guy is so capable..."
"If you meet a life-threatening person, you are not afraid of death..."
"Brothers, let's go!"
The motorcycle driver glanced at Jing Jiaren reluctantly. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his life. He thought it was an affair, but he did not expect that he would suffer heavy losses.
It's not worth risking your life for a woman.
Some motorcycles had been crashed and could not be driven. These motorcycle gangs picked them up one by one and took away the injured on the ground.
He was extremely arrogant when he arrived, but when he left, he ran away with his tail between his legs.
Leng Lintian narrowed his eyes, still holding an iron rod in his hand, leaning on the ground with one leg, holding on to the handle of the motorcycle.
Blood flowed freely down his forehead, and the ground was covered with the remnants of the fierce battle.
Jing Jiaren and others quickly walked up to him: "Leng Lintian, are you okay? Use your cell phone... give me your cell phone to call the police?"
Leng Lintian let go of his hand and the iron rod fell to the ground.
Bang!
A gust of wind blew, and the scrap newspapers scattered on the ground flew into the air.
Leng Lintian coughed hard twice and coughed up a mouthful of blood: "I have already called the police, they are really slow."
"Then...should I call an ambulance?"
Leng Lintian's current situation is even more worrying.
He wiped his lower lip, and the red blood stains made his lips purple and red. He asked softly: "What medicine should I buy? I feel uncomfortable?"
"..."
"I asked you what medicine to buy?"
"My stomach hurt just now...it's not important, what's important is you..."
I don't know where he was injured.
Leng Lin couldn't help but stretched out a hand and said to her: "Get in the car, I'll take you to the hospital."
Jing Jiaren frowned, her face turned pale, and she stared at him suspiciously. In his condition, could he still drive?
"You know how to ride a motorcycle?" Leng Lintian's vision turned black. He had already walked the S-shaped line from time to time during the battle.
Jing Jiaren shook her head.
"I'll teach you."
Jing Jiaren's arms tightened and he forced her into the car.
Leng Lintian made room for her to sit in the front seat, held her hands with both hands, and taught her to hold the handle: "You only need to grasp the direction, and the rest... leave it to me... My willpower is a little shaky..."
Jing Jiaren bit her lower lip gently: "Leng Lintian, are you really good at this?"
"Waiting for the ambulance here...or is it faster to go to the hospital yourself?"
Jing Jiaren took a hard breath, what the hell kind of place is this? No taxi has passed by after so long?
Probably because they saw a fierce battle going on here from a distance, they quickly took a detour.
Jing Jiaren couldn't help but think too much, the locomotive started to drive forward with its engine roaring...
The night wind ruffled Jing Jiaren's long hair, and he leaned on her shoulder, keeping some distance between his body and hers.