"Wait!" Huang Ting suddenly shouted, but he didn't have any effect on Du Jing's blocking.

"Are you crazy?" Huang Ting couldn't accept Du Jing's sudden burst of madness.

The sound of gunfire came suddenly, Du Jing had already flipped over the barbed wire in the blink of an eye, Zhou Luoyang was stunned for a short time, opened the door, rushed into the car, and started the off-road vehicle.

"Go!" Zhou Luoyang chose to trust Du Jing at this time, otherwise if he followed into the woods, Du Jing and Huang Ting had to try to protect him, which would only bring them more trouble.

He slammed the steering wheel, turned the front of the off-road vehicle, and galloped down the hillside onto the muddy road. Zhou Luoyang turned his head and saw that the blood in his whole body was about to solidify——

——Du Jing jumped across the wasteland with his bare hands, and two locals rushed out of the woods, each with a pkm, and shot at Du Jing!

Du Jing tumbled on the ground, and the debris flew all over the mud, constantly approaching the two.

"Look at the road!" Huang Ting roared suddenly.

It was getting dark, Zhou Luoyang turned his head instantly, the off-road vehicle almost hit a tree, Huang Ting said loudly: "You concentrate on driving! Support | Leave it to me!"

Huang Ting sat in the passenger seat, untied the long object wrapped in black cloth, and the sound of firearms rang out, and instantly assembled a sniper|shooter|gun.

"Don't look at me!" Huang Ting said, "try as close as possible!"

As soon as Zhou Luoyang stepped on the accelerator, he galloped onto the road. Huang Ting rolled down the car window and put his sniper gun on the window sill. At the same time, Du Jing had already leaped to the bushes outside the woods, knocked over the armed man with a gun, grabbed a pkm, turned his back to a tree, and found a cover point.

However, there was a burst of rushing |machine|gun sounds in the woods, and the bullets flew out of the woods overwhelmingly.

Zhou Luoyang drove the off-road vehicle to the highest speed, directly broke through the barbed wire, and ran over the roadblock.

Huang Ting put Du Jing's mobile phone on the stand, and the mobile phone displayed the scene in the woods returned by the reconnaissance plane. Immediately afterwards, Huang Ting looked at the monitor on the screen, and at the moment when the vehicle was moving at high speed, he fired a blind shot at the woods.

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The loud "bang" shook Zhou Luoyang's eardrums with severe pain.

As soon as the gunshots in the woods stopped, Du Jing decisively turned sideways and rushed in!

There were several more "bang bang" gunshots, and Zhou Luoyang raised his throat with a heart, and everything happened in a short moment. Du Jing had dragged Zhuang Li out of the woods.

"Watch out for your back!" Zhou Luoyang drifted and parked his car outside the woods.

Huang Ting said: "You almost threw me out!"

Zhou Luoyang opened the door quickly, slammed on the accelerator with one foot, and the rear wheel idled, stirring up the muddy water.

Huang Ting fired another shot and hit the pursuer, who suddenly screamed and fell to the ground. Du Jing pushed Zhuang Li into the car and shouted, "Let you wait on the road!"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Zhou Luoyang reversed the car, turned around, and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.

"Drive carefully!" Huang Ting said.

Zhou Luoyang almost hit the walking tractor in the village again. Many villagers heard the sound and ran out of their homes to watch. Under the watchful eyes of countless people, the off-road vehicle sped away.

The car was silent except for Zhou Luoyang's rapid breathing.

"Brother Jing?" Zhuang Li trembled.

Du Jing didn't answer.

"Come and drive." Zhou Luoyang stopped the car and let Huang Ting sit in the driver's seat. He flipped over to the back seat, pushed Zhuang Li down, and said, "Go to the front."

Du Jing was lying on the back seat, gasping for breath, Zhou Luoyang looked down at the sky, Du Jing's ribs and waist were all covered with blood.

"He was shot," Zhou Luoyang said in a trembling voice, "I have to... see a doctor."

"No." Du Jing said.

Zhou Luoyang shouted: "You are crazy!"

Huang Ting drove the car and said, "Is it serious?"

"Serious..." Zhou Luoyang said, "very serious."

Zhou Luoyang held the wound for him, and the wound was bleeding continuously, just like the scene when he was fleeing in Victoria Harbor and was shot by Supu not long ago.

Du Jing's hand was still very strong, he clenched Zhou Luoyang's wrist tightly, looked into his eyes, and did not speak.

Huang Ting said: "We have to find a safe hospital. Kcr has a wide range of channels in Ho Chi Minh City. After the shootout is over, they will know right away that as soon as the hospital calls the police, they will arrest us all."

Zhuang Li's voice trembled and said, "You find a place to get off, and I will take Brother Jing to the hospital, so that all of them will not be detained. You two will find a way to catch us later."

Huang Ting said: "Once you are controlled, you can't successfully rob a prison."

"What is kcr?" Zhou Luoyang said.

"Vietnam Democratic Alliance Armed Liberty Army," Huang Ting turned the steering wheel with one hand, leaned over to look at Du Jing's injury, and said solemnly, "The anti-Vietnamese Communist front formed by Ruan Youzheng has close ties with the United States. The money laundering and disappearance cases are related to the They are related."

"I'll take him there," Zhou Luoyang said in a deep voice, "you find a place to hide first, don't be long-winded. We are visiting archaeology scholars, you two will split up immediately, Huang Ting will go to the Chinese embassy, ​​and Zhuang Li will go to France. embassy."

Zhuang Li said, "I'm afraid it's useless for me to go, but instead..."

"Listen to his arrangement." Du Jing finally spoke and said.

The car stopped in front of the hospital, Zhuang Li didn't say more, Zhou Luoyang got out of the car with blood on his hands and half hugged Du Jing, Huang Ting didn't delay, and immediately drove the car away.

It was almost dusk, and the rain was continuous in Ho Chi Minh City. The doctors and nurses were anxious and brought Du Jing into the operating room. Zhou Luoyang followed Du Jing's bedside and said anxiously in a low voice, "Du Jing? Du Jing! Don't sleep!"

Du Jing was shot in the side of the abdomen, and the injury was more serious than last time.

When Zhou Luoyang arrived at the door of the operating room, his heart was beating wildly. He only hoped that Du Jing could hold on, at least until midnight.

The door of the operating room was closed, and the patients on the side looked at Zhou Luoyang. The medical staff came to him, and he couldn't understand what he said, but he could roughly understand that he was asking himself to pay the bills.

Zhou Luoyang looked up at the clock on the wall, it was 10:25.

In front of the payment window, Zhou Luoyang saw four soldiers coming from behind from the reflective glass window, and the leader said a few words.

"Are you Mr. Zhou?" a soldier translated in Chinese. "Please come with us."

"My boss is having an operation," Zhou Luoyang said. "I have to pay him first."

"We'll take care of it for you," the soldier translated. "Don't worry, please."

Zhou Luoyang wanted to delay the time, but the translator said: "Don't toast, don't eat and drink fine, your set is useless to us."

Zhou Luoyang had to leave the window and glanced at the operating room. The four soldiers then escorted him out of the hospital and into the off-road vehicle parked outside the hospital.

As soon as they got in the car, the two soldiers searched Zhou Luoyang.

"Please don't touch me," Zhou Luoyang said. "It's about archaeological secret documents. If you read something you shouldn't read, you will be jointly troubled by the Chinese and French embassies."

One of the soldiers used a detector to scan Luoyang next week, as if to confirm whether he was carrying a weapon. If no firearm was found, he would not continue to search his belongings.

"Give me your passport."

Zhou Luoyang did not rudely attack them, the space in the car was small, and he was by no means their opponent.

He took out his passport and gave it to the two of them.

He was led into a dimly lit office, with the fan on the ceiling spinning non-stop, the fluorescent lamps in the room casting a pale glow, and behind the desk was a Vietnamese soldier in his fifties.

"Please take a seat." The Vietnamese soldier could speak Chinese, and looked at Zhou Luoyang's face against his passport.

"What are you doing here?" the officer asked slowly.

Zhou Luoyang didn't answer, he looked up at the clock on the wall, half a minute before midnight.

Thirty seconds, twenty seconds, ten seconds...the hour hand coincides.

Zhou Luoyang turned over suddenly in the dark, and Du Jing's strong arms immediately embraced him.

"I'm here," Du Jing's voice replied, "It's alright."

Zhou Luoyang gasped in the dark, put his hand into Du Jing's t-shirt, and Du Jing hugged him tightly and buried his head on his shoulder.

The two were in the dark, holding the posture of embracing on the bed, motionless.

They had gone to bed very early in the night before, but never imagined that such a serious thing would happen in the ensuing twenty-four hours.

Zhou Luoyang put his hand on Du Jing's waist and asked in a low voice, "Does it hurt?"

Du Jing didn't answer, instead he hugged Zhou Luoyang tighter.

The bodies of the two were close to each other, but Zhou Luoyang's mood was very calm.

Although he didn't know what would happen to Du Jingruo's death due to excessive blood loss in these 24 hours, he definitely didn't want to do it a second time, nor did he want to do any experiments.

"Okay," Zhou Luoyang said, losing all his strength, "it's alright."

He turned on the desk lamp, and under the bright light, Du Jing slightly avoided the light, as if there were tears in his eyes.

Zhou Luoyang said: "Never go to that place again tomorrow."

Du Jing raised his hand, covered his eyebrows, and said, "Turn off the lights."

After a brief hug, the two separated again. Zhou Luoyang turned off the lights, but Du Jing got up in the dark and said, "I can't sleep, I'll sit outside for a while."

Zhou Luoyang was frightened enough, but now he is sleepy. He hummed and said, "Call me anytime if you have anything."

Du Jing sat quietly on the balcony that night, and didn't come back to sleep until it was almost dawn.

The next day, Du Jing and Zhou Luoyang did not go to visit the cultural relics protection association, but drove directly in the morning to the joint location of kcr yesterday evening.

Zhuang Li looked dazed and said, "Brother Jing! How...how did you know about this place? It's amazing! It's amazing!"

Zhou Luoyang was still a little sleepy. He had a lot of dreams last night. He tossed and turned and couldn't sleep well. He curled up in the passenger seat, thinking tiredly, he has read the file again, and of course he knows the connection point.

Du Jing didn't answer, opened the black box, took out the artificial bird reconnaissance plane, and handed it to Zhou Luoyang.

"Play for you." Du Jingman said casually.

Zhou Luoyang said: "Don't scold me if I crash later."

"If it's broken, forget it." Du Jing gently pinched Zhou Luoyang's ear, the action was extremely ambiguous, and Zhou Luoyang's ears suddenly turned red.

"Hey!" Zhou Luoyang looked at him reproachfully, don't do anything in front of his subordinates.

He took Du Jing's mobile phone and manipulated the bird to fly into the woods, stopping on a branch like yesterday—the enemy didn't come, and the woods were empty with a few boxes piled up. According to yesterday's time, the kcr people won't show up until they have finished their coffee and lunch.

"Let's go." Du Jing glanced at the phone screen and said.

"Aren't you monitoring here?" Zhuang Li asked blankly.

Du Jing said, "Do you want me to be shot again?"

The atmosphere in the car suddenly became tense. Zhuang Li felt the danger, but he didn't know the reason. He said blankly, "What... what? Did you get shot? Brother Jing?"

"What are you doing?" Zhou Luoyang looked at Du Jing with reproachful eyes and said, "It's inexplicable."

Du Jing didn't say any more. In the first 24 hours, they didn't even ask how Zhuang Li was taken away. They knew that Zhuang Li was probably wandering around, asking for news, which aroused the vigilance of the enemy.

But on this day of repeated occurrences, Zhuang Li was innocent, he did nothing, and naturally there was no need to blame him.

Zhuang Li turned the steering wheel and left the hillside. Du Jing instructed again, "Let Huang Ting stop tracking and share the monitoring content with him."

Zhuang Li's expression was full of doubts, and Zhou Luoyang knew that he must be thinking: "How do you know that Huang Ting is also following?"

And Huang Ting was even more confused—how could Du Jing know about his actions?

"I'll run for a while." Du Jing said to Zhou Luoyang.

Du Jing turned on the treadmill in the homestay. In a few hours, he was about to change stages. Zhou Luoyang knew that he must be starting to feel uncomfortable now.

Du Jing reluctantly insisted on finishing everything, sent Zhuang Li away and let him go out to hang out by himself, so he got on the treadmill and adjusted the speed to the highest.

"I'll accompany you." Zhou Luoyang said, changing into his sportswear.

Du Jing said, "Don't catch a cold again."

The two began to run in large strides, making a dull sound of stepping on the ground. From eleven o'clock in the morning, Du Jing ran for a full four hours. Zhou Luoyang was defeated in a short while, and lay down on the sofa panting.

Du Jing's t-shirt was soaked with sweat, so he simply took off his shirt and ran shirtless and only in shorts. The thin muscles on his back, his strong long legs, and his eyes closed, headphones on, immersed in running. The concentrated expression in the middle is like a naked fantasy under the misty mountains and rain.

Zhou Luoyang stared at him blankly until four hours later, when Du Jing finally got exhausted and lay down on the wooden floor with a bang.

"Du Jing!" Zhou Luoyang hurried over to look at him.

The floor was full of sweat, Zhou Luoyang almost slipped and fell, Du Jing immediately sat up and hugged him.

"Luoyang," Du Jingchi | half-naked, sitting on the wooden floor, holding Zhou Luoyang in his arms, whispered, "that day, I heard your voice, it's you, that person is you, I won't admit it wrong people."

Zhou Luoyang said blankly: "What? What sound?"

Du Jing and Zhou Luoyang looked at each other silently, Zhou Luoyang recovered and said, "Is it better?"

Zhou Luoyang got up, but Du Jing's right hand holding his wrist did not let go. His eyes were a bit strange at this moment, which made Zhou Luoyang bewildered.

Those eyes were full of aggressiveness, and Zhou Luoyang suddenly remembered that he had seen Du Jing's eyes before. After the reunion, in the bathroom, the moment he pressed his neck.

"What do you want to do?" Zhou Luoyang felt the danger.

Du Jing grabbed Zhou Luoyang's throat with his left hand, held the back of his neck with his right hand, and looked at him silently, his expression as if he wanted to bend down at any time and bite the artery in his neck, and he also seemed to want to press his forehead against himself. Under his gaze, he strangled Zhou Luoyang to death.

Is he going crazy? Zhou Luoyang realized a serious problem - Du Jing would go crazy occasionally, especially when he had a manic episode, he couldn't judge with ordinary people's logic, and he didn't know what he would do.

Something must be done to bring him back to his senses.

Then, Zhou Luoyang suddenly bit on Du Jing's shoulder. Du Jing's expression changed instantly, and he became angry.

Zhou Luoyang pressed his head with one hand, pushed him aside, got out and stood up.

"What are you going to do?" Zhou Luoyang said coldly.

Du Jing spread his legs, sat silently, lowered his head slightly, sweat dripping on the floor in front of him.

Zhou Luoyang said, "Du Jing, I feel... did you want to kill me just now?"

Du Jing said, "I have this idea."

"Why?" Zhou Luoyang's voice trembled a little and said, "Do you hate me?"

Du Jing looked up at him, the danger in his eyes had disappeared without a trace.

"No, it's not hatred, I'm sick," Du Jing said calmly, "I couldn't control myself just for a moment, and I don't know why."

The doorbell rang and Zhuang Li came back.

Du Jing suddenly raised his head, looked at Zhou Luoyang, and said, "If I really do it, will you struggle? Will you be afraid? Will you be afraid?"

Zhou Luoyang walked to the door: "If you accidentally kill me, you will kill yourself too."

"Yes." Du Jing replied.

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