Wu Dazhi glared at Zhou Zijing angrily. He had the nerve to say that he was just bragging. Did he really pretend that he didn't see it? He took out the big gold medal to show off?
Although he had resentment towards Zhou Zijing in his heart, he was pressed for time. He also knew that now was not the time to quarrel with Zhou Zijing. If one of them failed, it would be even more troublesome for both of them.
"Do you still remember the time when we were at the Ghost Mother Dojo?" Wu Dazhi said as he opened the window: "The high platform is only at this height. It was good for you to jump off at that time. It was fine..."
Zhou Zijing is a bit aggressive in his work, but he is not stupid. When Wu Dazhi said this, he knew what he meant.
Taking two steps forward, Zhou Zijing stood on the window sill, tried it, and said a little embarrassedly:
"When I was in the Ghost Mother Dojo, I only weighed 190 pounds. Now I weigh 220 pounds. I don't know if the ground in this small town can bear it... I care about national public property very much..."
"Don't be poor, don't blame me for not reminding you, brother. Even if the ground cannot bear it, the most it can do is smash a hole out and wait for those people to come up. Your token, your money, and your dignity will all be gone."
Now, they are looking for you to get angry and give you a good beating. If there is another person like Jin Sanpang among them... I will not be responsible..."
Before Wu Dazhi finished speaking, he only felt the building tremble twice, like an earthquake. Looking back, he saw Zhou Zijing's figure beside him.
Wu Dazhi didn't dare to waste time. He stepped on the window frame and was about to jump down when the door to the room was slammed open. Without any time to think, he jumped down quickly.
When Wu Dazhi landed safely, people upstairs were waving iron bars and machetes, and several people were eager to jump down and chase them.
The two of them didn't dare to make excuses. Although Zhou Zijing was limping, he was a little faster than Wu Dazhi. He quickly came to the jeep, quickly started the engine, climbed into the car, stepped on the accelerator, and drove the gang of kids away.
The gangster was far behind.
Seeing that he had thrown away his pursuers, Zhou Zijing became energetic again, humming a ditty and boasting to Wu Dazhi:
"Dazhi, what's going on? Your driving skills are so impressive, right?! This driving is so awesome!!!"
Wu Dazhi glared at Zhou Zijing and said angrily: "Why didn't I know you were good at driving?! Stop talking nonsense, do you know the road?! I just jumped out of the hurry, I only brought my backpack, and the map was left in the room
Got it!"
"Dazhi, are you kidding me? You are holding a map, and no one who is studying the map recognizes me. You think I can know the road?"
Silence. For a moment, the car fell into a deathly silence. Without a map, they couldn't fight against those gangsters no matter how good the car was.
"Turn on the GPS!" Wu Dazhi's last hope was all in high technology. Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Zijing's face turned even darker.
"Dazhi, a second-hand car, nothing as advanced as that!"
Wu Dazhi didn't know what else he could say. He glanced at Zhou Zijing, but he didn't expect that he was thinking openly:
"It doesn't matter if we don't know the road. The performance of our car is much better than their two bread trucks. We can't beat them in this town. Let's run outside the town. This is Tukara Road in Tongliao. Their car will be gone soon."
Finished!"
Zhou Zijing said, without waiting for Wu Dazhi's approval or objection, he drove towards Tukara Road outside the town.
It was impossible to stop him. Wu Dazhi could only silently endure the bumps of the jeep.
Imagination is always beautiful, but reality is often cruel. I can't tell the road in the town. When Zhou Zijing drove the car out of the town, he couldn't tell the north, south, east, or west.
After driving for about fifteen minutes, Tukara Road became even more bumpy. Looking through the car window, no modern buildings could be seen. In the end, there were no buildings at all, replaced by short grass.
"Dazhi, can you still catch up with those little bastards behind you?" Zhou Zijing seemed to realize that something was wrong. He might still be able to find his way back after driving now, but if he drove further down, things would not be so easy to say.
"Oh, that gold medal weighs a few kilograms at least. Do you think they will give up?!"
"If that doesn't work, just call the police. Don't we often say on TV that if you have a problem, call the police? Our little arms can't hold back those big legs!"
Wu Dazhi cursed in his heart, now you know you have small arms, why were you pretending to be cool in the first place!
Complaints are complaints. Wu Dazhi agreed with what Zhou Zijing said. He quickly took out his phone and looked at it, and was dumbfounded.
This is a place where turtles don't lay eggs and birds don't poop, but there is no signal.
"Dazhi, what are you looking at? Hurry up and call!"
"Sorry, no signal!"
Zhou Zijing stopped talking, and the car fell into silence again. After driving for almost ten minutes, the car seemed to be less bumpy, and passed through several potholes.
Wu Dazhi sighed in his heart, what the police brought over was different. If this was their little Alto, he would have to hang it here.
The performance of the little hybrid car is probably at the level of Alto, and it gradually distances itself from Wu Dazhi and others.
"Fat man, there are no cars behind you. Don't drive forward. Go around and turn around and go back!"
Running wildly in the barren mountains in the middle of the night, Wu Dazhi was still scared no matter how courageous he was. Zhou Zijing turned to him and smiled: "Dazhi, I have two pieces of news to tell you, one good news and one bad news. Do you want to hear it well?"
News, I still want to hear bad news!”
Wu Dazhi was stunned. Damn it, he knew that if Zhou Zijing smiled, nothing good would happen. Any news would be fine. I just asked him to tell it now.
"good news!"
"I remember the way back!"
Wu Dazhi nodded, the news sounded good, but Zhou Zijing's expression just now clearly told him that it was absolutely impossible to go back.
"The bad news is that we can't go back? Is that right?" Wu Dazhi was no longer willing to look at Zhou Zijing at this time, it was too unlucky.
"No, if there is a gas station within fifteen kilometers, we can still go back!"
Zhou Zijing said with a smile, "The sage said, there is always hope, you must never give up."
Wu Dazhi cried. It would be nice to have a home within fifteen kilometers, let alone a gas station. He would definitely not be able to go back tonight.
"If not, just drive forward as far as possible, get rid of those bastards, and then find a place to camp!"
Zhou Zijing nodded and drove forward very dedicatedly. Another fifteen minutes passed. The jeep bought from Liu Ziyi finally completed its mission of leading Wu Dazhi and Zhou Zijing to escape.
It also stopped well. Wu Dazhi got out of the car and saw a barren mountain. He had heard from the director of Tongliao Archeology Institute that the Khitan Tomb they discovered was in the barren mountain.
Maybe Hu Xue and Director Bai discovered the mountain and let them encounter the blind cat and kill the mouse.
"Go up and have a look?" Wu Dazhi glanced at Zhou Zijing and asked tentatively.
"Do you dare?" Zhou Zijing glanced back at Wu Dazhi.
Even if you don't dare, you have to dare. Even if those gangsters' cars are damaged, they will catch up in half an hour or forty minutes.
As long as they catch up, the situation will be different from that in the guest house just now. In the barren mountains and ridges, in the dark, the gang will be cut into pieces, and no one will know.
If they want to escape, they have to go into the mountains.