Chapter 100

Zhao Jinkun, who has absolute self-confidence in himself, takes his gun away and ignores Anjia. He quickly walks to Hua Linzheng, his face is very dark.

Hua Linzheng leans on the stone. In addition to the original knife wound on her arm, Zhao Jinkun sees her clinging to the left back of the stone, with a white T-shirt and faint scarlet blood.

"Zheng er?"

Looking at Hua Lin Zheng lying motionless on the slope with a pale face, Zhao Jin Kun's throat is a little tight, and his honest voice calls carefully.

Hua Linzheng was so badly injured by the impact that she couldn't hear Zhao Jinkun calling her in a coma, so she would not respond to Zhao Jinkun.

A slightly thin figure is lying in front of him. Zhao Jinkun looks at the scarred Hualin zither. Under the stimulation of scarlet blood, Zhao Jinkun hates the taste of blood for the first time.

Under the shade of the forest with a few strands of merciless cool mountain wind, Zhao Jinkun stretched out his big hand and gently clenched his fist. Then he gently and carefully stretched out to Hua Linzheng.

When hualinzheng's back leaves from the stone, the sunlight from the top of the tree shines on the stone. You can clearly see that the stone is dyed red, and even the grass under hualinzheng is covered with bloody red liquid.

Thick eyebrows tightly wrinkled, Zhao Jinkun hesitated for a second and raised his hand to lift the Cape of huahualin Zheng.

As the hem of his coat was lifted, Zhao Jinkun was surprised to see that there was a big mouth on the left back waist of Hua Linzheng, which was six or seven centimeters long and at least three centimeters deep.

The wound is still bleeding. It seems that the speed at which the whole body's blood flows out through this mouth makes Zhao Jinkun's black eyes tight.

At this time, the van that Zhao Jinkun didn't care about also stopped sliding. Just as he expected, the battered van was stopped by two big trees, and Anjia's desperate appeal for help also stopped.

Seeing that the van was suddenly stopped, Wang Wei realized that he had misunderstood Zhao Jinkun. He turned his eyes to see Zhao Jinkun, only to find that Zhao Jinkun was taking off his clothes?

"Can I help you?"

Wang Wei's nature is not so bad at all, and Zhao Jinkun didn't kill his brother and saved an Jia. Wang Wei didn't care about an Jia for the time being, so he quickly went down to Zhao Jinkun.

Hua Linzheng jumps out of the car. The slope is so steep that it is estimated that Hua Linzheng's condition is better than an Jia's.

Zhao Jinkun's strange action of taking off his clothes at this time is definitely not the result of some crooked thinking. It is estimated that the situation of Hua Linzheng is not very good.

Wang Wei slides down as he walks. Before he gets close to Zhao Jinkun, he sees Zhao Jinkun who has taken off his shirt. The muscles on his back are strong and powerful. The smooth muscle lines are just like those carved by a knife, which are full of explosive force.

"Are you really a soldier?"

Seeing Zhao Jinkun's figure that even men admire, Wang Wei suddenly stops and doesn't dare to step forward.

Just because of Zhao Jinkun's figure, he wanted to fight with Zhao Jinkun before. Isn't he looking for abuse!

Zhao Jinkun ignores Wang Wei's inquiry behind him. He lifts Hua Linzheng up and leans him in his arms. He ties his shirt to Hua Linzheng's waist to stop bleeding.

In the quick bandaging movement, Zhao Jinkun's technique is very skilled. It seems that he is no stranger to this kind of trauma.

In the process of dressing, although Zhao Jinkun tried not to let Hua Linzheng's body swing left and right, because of his action, Hua Linzheng's small head rubbed in his arms.

The feeling of young and smooth face lingering in front of his chest is so beautiful. Even Zhao Jinkun is concerned about Hua Linzheng's injury, but also attracted a lot of attention by the small face in his arms.

"You are such a torment!"

He quickly bandaged the wound of Hua Linzheng. When Zhao Jinkun carefully picked her up, he couldn't help whispering in her ear.

Hua Lin Zheng, held by Zhao Jinkun in her arms, looks small. Under the reflection of Zhao Jinkun's strong and vigorous chest muscles, she looks pale and tender like a flower.

"Where are you going?"

After Zhao Jinkun got up, he turned and walked up the mountain. Wang Wei stood looking at him and didn't know what to do.

The two sides who were originally on opposite sides could talk face to face instead of holding up their swords because of the car crash.

"Hospitals."

Zhao Jinkun's warm black eyes gave Wang Wei a cold glance. If it were not for the kidnappers, Hua Linzheng would not have been hurt like this.

blamed!

He shouldn't have been kind to these kidnappers in the first place!

Zhao Jinkun, who has always been famous for his iron fists on the battlefield, didn't give up his hand when facing these kidnappers because he was a soldier.

He is not a policeman. He can hurt these kidnappers, but he must not kill them until he has to. The kidnappers will eventually be handed over to the police. He is not qualified to decide their life and death whether they are guilty or not and how much.

"You're gone. What shall we do?"

Hua Linzheng lost so much blood that it's normal to go to the hospital. But when he heard that they were going to leave, Wang Wei suddenly lost his mind.

Zhao Jinkun just left?

Do you want to let them live?

"What to do? Don't worry, someone will come to deal with you

Zhao Jinkun kept walking up. When he saw several kidnappers coming down from the top of the slope, his eyes were cold again.

Qin Jin must have found out who these kidnappers were. The capital is so big that he is not afraid of them running away.

"Don't scare people. If you really want to take her to the hospital now, we'll slip as soon as you leave!"

Wang Wei was surprised. Did Zhao Jinkun call the police when he came?

The police are not on their way, are they?

“……”

Zhao Jinkun doesn't want to entangle with these kidnappers any more. His first task now is to send Hua Linzheng to the hospital as soon as possible.

"Hello! You are talking

Wang Wei waited for a few seconds, but Zhao Jinkun didn't answer. Looking at Zhao Jinkun's strong back, he quickly caught up with him.

"Don't make me shoot you!"

Zhao Jinkun was shirtless, and his pistol was completely exposed to the sun.

In the light of the sparse sun, even the holster exudes a cold air of extermination. Coupled with Zhao Jinkun's awe inspiring aura full of warning, Wang Wei is too scared to chase.

Standing on the slope, the three kidnappers watched Zhao Jinkun step by step, and then passed them by. They were stunned that no one dared to approach Zhao Jinkun.

When Zhao Jinkun came from the front, Su Dapeng, who was lame and independent, did not dare to look at him at all. When Zhao Jinkun passed by, it seemed that the air around him had frozen for a few seconds.

"I don't like grass! Is he really a soldier? It's frightening

Looking back at Zhao Jinkun who opened the car door and put Hua Linzheng into the back seat, Su Dapeng swallowed hard. If only he had Zhao Jinkun's figure.

"Ah - dying!"

Just as Zhao Jinkun closed the back door, an Jia's scream came from the mountainside.