Adrenaline works together, Zhang Jingzhe is excited very quickly, immediately he feels the pain of whole body also rises straightly.

The white ghost, who was watching Zhang Jingzhe's pupil, saw that adrenaline was working, and began to pour alcohol.

For a moment, there was another scream in the operating room.

After more than a dozen bottles of alcohol were poured out, Zhang Jingzhe, who had been tortured, watched in horror as the white ghost stitched his hamstring.

No anesthesia to correct the severed tendon and suture, the operating room is a burst of crying and Howling pain, such as the ankle wound dressing, white ghost smile in the eyes, all fear Zhang Jingzhe said,

"the game has just begun, don't die so fast, understand?"

"Xiba", seeing the cold and cruel indifference from the white ghost's eyes, knew that it was useless for Zhang Jingzhe to beg for mercy, and immediately cursed wildly.

The white ghost smiles and reaches for Zhang Jingzhe's carotid artery. Zhang Jingzhe soon falls into a coma because of cerebral hypoxia. He is dragged out of the clinic by the white ghost and thrown into a taxi.

When I opened the cab door and was thinking about how to drive my Harley, I heard the roar of the motorcycle engine.

Just see the motorcycle parked in the corner dozens of meters away, driving automatically and parking behind the taxi.

The white ghost smiles, gets into a taxi and drives it to the open parking lot far away from the clinic, so as to prevent the Bangzi police who have a deal with the clinic from influencing the ongoing revenge after finding out Zhang Jingzhe.

After riding on the motorcycle and meeting with William, before the white ghost spoke, he saw William look at his watch and said, "it seems that I won't see much in a moment and a half. I'll go back to London to have dinner with my family.".

White ghost nodded quickly. In fact, he didn't want William to watch a play. He watched him turn into a devil to punish and torture another devil.

Therefore, as soon as he heard that William was going to leave, the white ghost didn't mean to stay at all.

......

two hours later, Zhang Jingzhe was awakened by a train crash.

With the movement of his hands and feet, a sharp pain came into his head, which soon made Zhang Jingzhe wake up completely.

"Ha ha ha", found that he was not dead, Zhang Jingzhe crazy laugh.

But without waiting for him to laugh a few times, the two sides of the cheek that had been hit hard, and the mouth where seven or eight teeth had fallen off, he didn't dare to laugh again.

"Asshole, damned lunatic", forced to endure all the pain, lying in the back parking space, kept cursing for a long time.

Zhang Jingzhe, who is going crazy in pain, tries to bear the pain and divert his attention to other things.

And when I think about it, I can't help thinking about how the white ghost found himself.

Tracker.

As soon as this idea came out, Zhang Jingzhe didn't care about the wounds of his hands and feet and the pain of his whole body. He opened the door and crawled out, lying on the ground and groping for the tracker.

But even the soles of shoes and hair were searched for, but nothing was found. After a few words of cursing, they began to search in taxis, tires, car tails, chassis and other places, but no trackers were found.

Instead of finding it, Zhang Jingzhe was frightened.

That is to say, the equipment used by the opponent is not available to ordinary people.

Zhang Jingzhe was lying on the ground, staring at the sky for a long time. He didn't find any UAV. Instead, he saw a bulldog squatting under the street lamp not far away.

Damn it.

Zhang Jingzhe's hair stood up all over his body, and his heart thumped wildly. Under the intense secretion of adrenaline, he opened the door without even thinking about it and started the taxi to escape.

And Freddy, who is happy to get a fear, even with a smile on his dog's face, steps forward with his short legs, slowly and in no hurry.

Before William told him to stare at Zhang Jingzhe's soul, Freddy was just happy that he was still useful to William.

But now that Zhang Jingzhe's appearance is human, but his heart and soul are full of demons, Freddy is already thinking about how to make Zhang Jingzhe more crazy, so as to get a high-quality soul.

Even if you can completely become a devil in the world, the value of this soul will be a little big.

After all, villains and scum are as rare as real good people.

Zhang Jingzhe, who was scared by Freddy and ran away in a hurry, drove a taxi all the way for about an hour, only to calm down and think that he had to go to Busan. He looked and noticed the road signs on the road, but didn't find that the indicator needle on the taxi's oil meter was in the red area representing no oil.

Within ten minutes, a sound of "Ding Ding Ding" came.

Zhang Jingzhe looked down and found that the car was running out of gas. He immediately opened the door and scolded, "Xiba, why am I so unlucky when I meet a madman, I even meet a haunted wild dog.".After cursing in the car for a long time, I suddenly thought that since I couldn't find the tracker, I'd better change another car.

Thinking of this, Zhang Jingzhe turned the steering wheel, slowed down and ran straight into a tree on the side of the road.

The deformation of bumping the front of the car doesn't affect the engine, let alone the driver's ability to park the car on the side of the road.

And he would sit like this, one is to tell other passing vehicles that he had an accident and needed help.

The other is to prevent Freddy, who is incarnated as a bulldog, from being able to drive a long way when he can't get a taxi.

A few minutes later, Zhang Jingzhe, who had been sitting in the car scared by Freddy and was afraid to get off, saw a bright light shining on the mirror from the back of the car.

Holding a plum blossom driver found in the car, I plan to get on other people's car and open the door as soon as I get on.

I wave to the car in the distance.

The closer the car comes, the more dazzling the light is. Zhang Jingzhe stands on the side of the road with a smile, thinking to observe how many people are in the car first, but when it's good to start,

he sees the car coming. TM's is actually a military car, and Zhang Jingzhe's pupils shrink violently.

He scolded his bad luck in his heart. He stopped a car at random, but it was a car of Korean soldiers with guns.

"Can I help you, sir?"

The lieutenant sitting in the co driver's seat in the military vehicle looked at Zhang Jingzhe, who had injuries on both sides of his mouth and cast his left hand.

And Zhang Jingzhe is thinking about whether to risk getting on the bus and looking for a chance to kill the driver and the lieutenant in the back seat.

In the distance, a light flashed past, and a military truck slowly stopped behind the military jeep.

At a glance, there were more than a dozen soldiers sitting in the car, their faces painted with oil and their bodies dressed in camouflage clothes. They were staring at themselves with doubts and curiosity.

Zhang Jingzhe's heart almost stopped.

"Can I help you, sir?"

The lieutenant in the military jeep stares at Zhang Jingzhe, who is expressionless, but his eyes are dilated.

Fortunately, at this time, it was more than three o'clock in the night, and under the lack of light, Lieutenant Bangzi thought that Zhang Jingzhe was frightened by the soldiers on his side,

asked again in a slow voice, "we're going to Busan, we'll take you on the way.".