Chapter 254 Qualifications [28] Master Jiang has stood up!
His face was extremely pale, his eyes were dark, and the whites of his eyes were covered in blood. He was almost pressed against the front glass of the car, and the lines of his palms could be reflected on the glass.
The sudden change made Jiang Ke stunned for half a second.
Jiang Ke pressed the window close button expressionlessly.
The only open driver's window slowly rises, and the connection between the inside of the car and the outside is slowly shrinking.
The man suddenly dodged and disappeared from the front glass of the car. In an instant, his pale face suddenly appeared on the unclosed car window.
Jiang Ke frowned slightly, feeling a little disgusted. At the same moment, the yogurt in his hand spilled out, hitting that person's face, confusing him.
"Bang!"
The man leaned back and punched Jiang Ke, breaking the car window glass.
Jiang Ke tilted his head slightly, and the moment he avoided it, he grabbed his wrist and bent it hard. There was only a "click" sound, and the bones of the man's hand were broken.
Pulling this hand hard, Jiang Ke kicked the car door open. The man was hit by the car door and took two steps back.
The man stopped, and when he saw Jiang Ke getting out of the car, he moved forward like a ghost, and struck at Jiang Ke's throat with his ghost claws. Jiang Ke's eyes were stern, he blocked it with his elbow, and then threw it out with his elbow, hitting the man's chest.
Immediately afterwards, the man noticed that Jiang Ke waved his hand and showed a bright stick.
The long lonely street, without a single vehicle, buzzes with insects.
Jiang Ke was holding a long stick, and his figure was upright. The dim street lamp had coated his body with gold foil, and the light and shadow made his elegant facial features three-dimensional. His body was immersed in an aura of elegance and elegance, but his dark brows overflowed with interest.
That monster-like man actually felt a little fear in his heart.
Shivered violently.
…
When Mo Qing found Jiang Ke's car parked on the side of the road, the door was open, and a figure was huddled under the door, with his hands and feet tied up, like a rice dumpling.
The rice dumplings shook like a sieve.
Jiang Ke was sitting in the driver's seat, his shirt a little messy, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, and the hem of his clothes tucked into his trousers, as if he had just been through a fierce fight.
His posture is very relaxed.
A long stick was placed diagonally next to the long leg, and the lower end was stained with blood.
Mo Qing was shocked for a second by this scene.
Walking over, Mo tilted his eyes at the rice dumplings on the ground and asked Jiang Ke in slight surprise: "Did you do this?"
Jiang Ke raised his eyelashes slightly, and his dark eyes reflected a bit of light.
Weirdly, Mo Qing felt soft at the sight of his eyes.
Jiang Ke said in an understatement: "I was a little injured, but I'm fine."
Mo Qing immediately asked: "Where is the injury?"
Jiang Ke stretched out his left hand.
His slender fingers remained loosely bent, and his skin was pale, making the two red marks on the back of his hands particularly eye-catching.
Mo Qing: "..."
Those are scratches.
The kind that doesn't even scratch the skin.
Mo Qing stretched out her hand to hit the back of his hand, but he turned his hand over, revealing a bright red palm.
Mo Qing's hand stopped in mid-air.
There were several cuts on the palm, some long or short, some deep or shallow. The bleeding had stopped, but compared with the soft palm, at first glance, it looked a bit miserable.
Mo Qing asked: "How did you do it?"
Jiang Ke pointed towards the car window with his chin.
Only then did Mo Qing notice that a big hole had been smashed out of the car window, broken glass was everywhere on the floor, and some had fallen into the car.
Mo Qing asked again: "Are there any other injuries?"
"have."
Jiang Ke tilted his head slightly, revealing a scratch on his cheek near his ear.
"..." Mo Qing wanted to land her palm again, but she endured it and choked out three words, "The worst."
Jiang Ke thought for a long time and finally said, "That's hard to say."
"We'll talk about it when we get back." Mo Qing didn't bother to talk to him about this. His eyes turned and fell on the man curled up into a rice dumpling, "Who is it?"
"Based on the size, skill, and speed monitored, he is most likely a taxi killer."
Mo Qing knelt down in front of the man.
The man was covered in wounds, and he didn't know how badly he had been abused by Jiang Ke. When he saw someone approaching, he started to tremble even more violently.
Mo Qing grabbed his collar and forced him to raise his head. After taking a look at his appearance, he checked his pupils and tongue, then felt his pulse, and gently twisted his eyebrows.
After letting him go, Mo Qing clapped his hands: "He was poisoned and is unconscious."
"What poison?"
"Let's talk about this later." Mo Qing touched his hand on his waist and took out a small needle bag, "I have to suppress his toxicity. You go to the back seat and clean things up."
Although he was "injured", Jiang Ke did not show any pretense. After jumping out of the car, he put away the shopping bags in the back seat to free up space.
Mo Qing reached out and grabbed the rice dumpling, threw him into the back seat, then got into the car and opened the door.
She loosened the rope that bound the needle bag and shook her wrist slightly, revealing a row of silver needles.
She took out a needle and pricked the man, and in the blink of an eye, three or four needles fell.
Jiang Ke watched from the front: "Consecration without blood?"
"No need."
Mo Qing responded calmly.
If she had to use blood to consecrate the clock every time, even if she was a hematopoietic machine, it wouldn't be enough.
After pricking the needles, Mo Qing waited for a while and then took the needles back one by one.
Then, he took out a medicine bottle, poured out two pills, and fed them to the man.
"He won't come out to hurt anyone for the time being." Mo Qing said, "We have to put him back in order to avoid disturbing others."
