The van rammed straight towards Zhao Gangjun. Zhao Gangjun quickly turned the handlebars and the whole vehicle rushed into the lawn beside him.
"ah!"
Huang Lingling screamed and hugged Zhao Gangjun's back tightly.
squeak!
The van stopped and three people got out of the van.
At this time, Zhao Gangjun's little wasp also stopped.
Zhao Gangjun frowned. He didn't know the three people in front of him.
"Tsk tsk tsk, the young couple are quite close!"
A thin man said with a smile.
"Don't you have eyes when driving?"
Zhao Gangjun got out of the car, looked at the three people in front of him, and said, "Did you know that you almost hit someone?"
"It's best if you're killed."
A middle-aged man grinned and said, "I killed him so I could avenge my brother, hahaha!"
"Who are you!"
Huang Lingling looked at the three people in front of her and asked.
"We? We are the subordinates of Lord Yama, and we are here to send you off!" A fat man on the side said with a smile, "It can be regarded as revenge for our Brother Biao."
"Brother Biao!?"
Huang Lingling was stunned for a moment, and then she remembered that the man who seemed to have been shot in the leg by her was named Brother Biao.
"who?"
Zhao Gangrong looked at Huang Lingling doubtfully.
"The accomplice of the man I caught last time is here to seek revenge!" Huang Lingling said solemnly, "Gang Yu, I will cover you later, you run away immediately and call the police!"
"Sister Lingling..."
Zhao Gangjun looked at Huang Lingling's slightly trembling body, smiled helplessly, and said, "I'll protect you."
"ah?"
"Huang Lingling looked at Zhao Gangjun suspiciously, but found that Zhao Gangjun had already walked out of the lawn in a leisurely manner and walked in front of the three people.
"Kid, you're not lucky enough tonight!" The fat man said with a smile, "When you meet the Prince of Hell later, remember to tell him that it was your fat brother who sent you down!"
"Quack."
As soon as Zhao Gangjun finished speaking, he took a step forward and seemed to disappear.
Just when the three of them were wondering where Zhao Gangjun was going, Zhao Gangjun had already appeared in front of the three of them.
"I'm stupid, I have a tough idea!"
The fat man shouted.
But, it seems it's too late.
Zhao Gangrong grabbed the thin man's neck.
Inch strength!
The thin man paused for a moment, flew back with a whoosh, and then hit the van with a bang. He fell to the ground and could only die. At this time, the fat man had already taken out a bag from his pocket.
He stabbed Zhao Gangjun with a swish of a dagger.
Zhao Gangjun dodged and hit the fat man on the chin with an elbow.
Card wipe.
Only a crisp sound was heard.
The fat man's jaw was shattered by an elbow from Zhao Gangjun, and he fell to the ground, losing his fighting ability.
When the middle-aged man saw something was wrong, he wanted to run away.
As a result, Zhao Gangjun flew up suddenly and kicked the middle-aged man in the back with one foot.
Snapped.
The middle-aged man fell to the ground.
All this is just a flash of lightning.
All three of them were knocked to the ground by Zhao Gangjun. Of course, Zhao Gangjun did not use all his strength, but held back his hand. His goal was to make the three of them lose their fighting ability, not to kill anyone.
"Steel..."
Huang Lingling opened her mouth wide and looked at Zhao Gangjun in surprise, "You, you, you...how can you fight so well?"
"I used to practice martial arts."
Zhao Gangjun smiled and said casually.
"You practice martial arts? How can you be so powerful!? Could it be...do you practice ancient martial arts!" Huang Lingling's eyes lit up and she said.
"Ancient martial arts?"
Zhao Gangjun was stunned for a moment. In recent years, ancient martial arts craze has arisen throughout China. Many inheritors of ancient martial arts who are said to have appeared in people's sights and began to teach people ancient martial arts. Zhao Gangjun had heard of it and knew about it, but
Most of the martial arts I learned were taught by my family. I really don’t know if they are ancient martial arts.
“It must be ancient martial arts!”
Huang Lingling stood next to Zhao Gangjun, grabbed Zhao Gangjun's arm and squeezed it, and said, "How can your little arms and legs be so strong? That's it, tsk tsk tsk, that's right, I'll call the people in the institute right now
Arrest these three people, Gang Bong, you have done a great job!"
As she spoke, Huang Lingling walked up to the nearest middle-aged man who was lying face down. Huang Lingling still had a mobile phone in her hand. She squatted down as if to check on the middle-aged man.
at this time.
The middle-aged man who was lying on the ground and seemed to have lost consciousness suddenly turned around suddenly.
Zhao Gangjun, who was standing aside, shrank his pupils.
"Run!"
Zhao Gangjun roared and rushed towards Huang Lingling with all his strength. The huge force even made a slight dent appear on the floor!
"ah!"
How could Huang Lingling have imagined that the person in front of her was just pretending to be stunned? When she saw the dagger shining in the other person's hand, Huang Lingling knew...it seemed like it was too late.
puff!
The dagger plunged into Huang Lingling's body a little below her left chest.
Huang Lingling froze in place.
"No!"
Zhao Gangjun roared and rushed in front of Huang Lingling. He raised his hand and punched the middle-aged man in the head.
bump.
Without any surprise, the middle-aged man’s head was split open by Zhao Gangjun’s punch, and he died instantly!
Zhao Gangjun did not look at the middle-aged man, but looked back at Huang Lingling who had fallen to the ground.
"Sister Lingling!"
Zhao Gangjun hugged Huang Lingling. Looking at the blood pouring out of the wound, Zhao Gangjun panicked.
He wanted to pull out the dagger, but pulling it out would definitely cause heavy bleeding. However, the dagger was inserted into Huang Lingling's body just like it was inserted into Zhao Gangjun's body, causing Zhao Gangjun to suffer endlessly.
"Steel..."
Huang Lingling raised her hand tremblingly, touched Zhao Gangjun's face, and said, "I...I'm so scared!"
"Don't be afraid, Sister Lingling, don't be afraid, I will protect you, no one can take me away from you, no one can!"
Zhao Gangrong stood up with Huang Lingling in his arms and rushed to the side.
Huang Lingling's face became paler and paler, and her breathing became weaker and weaker. Her hands were on Zhao Gangjun's shoulders, trembling slightly.
"Sister Lingling, it's okay, you will be okay, I promise, I promise, you will be okay!"
Zhao Gangjun quickly said, "No one can take you away without my permission, no one!"
"Steel, I...I'm so cold."
Huang Lingling said with a trembling voice, "It's so cold."
"We're going to the hospital soon!"
Zhao Gangjun looked at the red cross that could already be seen and shouted, "Sister Lingling, please wait a little longer."
Huang Lingling looked at the man with tears streaming down his face with blurred eyes, sighed, and finally the hand on Zhao Gangjun's shoulder fell.