When the man was carried into the car, the car started and the lights in the car were turned on. Now it was up to him and his wife's skills. Everyone scattered around.
When Zhou Wen came out of the county jail, he felt someone was watching him. He deliberately accelerated his pace along the way just to see how many people there were. After arriving at the manor, I judged that there was only one person following me, and he was a veteran. The tracking distance is not far but it is very particular. It always moves within the blind area of the tracked person's field of vision but he happens to be able to see it. Never get closer and never be pulled away. Walking very lightly. Zhou Wen admired this kind of tracking technique, which ordinary people couldn't detect at all. But with Zhou Wen's superhuman night vision and keen senses, Zhou Wen could see the man clearly as if he were standing under the bright sun.
There was only one person, dressed in black and smart, about 20 years old. He is proficient in tracking and using the environment to hide his figure. He has martial arts skills and is good at restraining his aura. He does not carry a gun. I am either a relative or a friend of this snitch. Because when Zhou Wen said "This man is probably going to die" on the street, he clearly felt the stalker's breath coming out quickly, but he quickly suppressed it.
The above is Zhou Wen's preliminary judgment on this person. It seems that he is not Japanese. Zhou Wen initially speculated whether the Japanese wanted to kill people first and silence them. But if several Japanese tomb robbers have this person's skills, then I'm afraid it's not as simple as tomb robbing.
He was the snitch's accomplice and a master. Zhou Wen was a little happy to see Xun Xin. He hadn't met other martial arts masters for a long time. Could it be that he could make friends with martial arts today? hey-hey!
Painful sounds began to be heard from the car. The stalker who was lying on the ground kept paying attention to the strange car. When he heard the sound, he couldn't help but feel nervous and thought to ignore it. Today, the brothers If you want to die, let's die together. Just when I was about to look around and find a breakthrough with my equipment, I discovered that someone was already standing not far behind me. The person in the darkness stood quietly like that. His face couldn't be seen clearly, but his eyes were watching. Looking at himself, as if smiling.
The stalker brushed his hair and all the hair on his body stood up. Ghost? No, how can a ghost laugh? He is a master and he was discovered. He quickly moved forward, rolled over and stood up, and saw another person standing in front of him. He came so silently that he didn't notice it. He was also a master.
The pursuer was a little panicked, and quickly jumped to the side, trying to find a gap to take advantage of his speed to get ahead. As soon as he landed, he saw another person standing in front of him. Now he could see clearly, it was that person. An officer who went to jail people, but why was he so young? The officer smiled and said, "Stop jumping and look around again."
The stalker glanced around vigilantly and quickly, feeling completely chilled to the soles of his feet. There were vague figures all around, far and near, unable to escape.
In despair, the stalker stopped panicking and calmed down. He said in a deep voice: "Sir, the wounded man in the prison just now is my brother. He only came to Zhang's house to steal for personal vendetta this time. He did not do anything harmful to nature. His crime is not worthy of death. Is there any room for accommodation? If the chief can let my little brother go, I, Zhao Yi, swear to God that I will sell myself as a slave and serve the chief all my life."
After speaking, he was afraid of Zhou Wen's rejection, so he immediately promoted himself: "My martial arts skills may not be looked down upon by your superiors, but what I am really good at is disguised assassination. As long as they are enemies of your superiors, I can help them eliminate them. Please be kind to your superiors, sir." .”
Zhou Wen was now more interested in this person, not because he would assassinate him or anything, but because of his composure and quickness in the face of a desperate situation, and his determination to save his brother without hesitation. Yes, he has friendship, intelligence, and can assess the situation.
Zhou Wen was very fond of him and said with a smile: "Originally I was thinking about making friends through martial arts. Forget it, come over and see for yourself."
When Zhou Wen led the man to the window of the ambulance and looked inside, the man understood. He was saving his younger brother. Seeing two doctors wearing masks and white coats treating his younger brother, I was completely relieved of my worries for the past few days. He was so excited that he turned to Zhou Wen and knelt down with his feet, with tears in his eyes, and said: "Thank you benefactor for saving my brother. Although people from the lower-class sects are from humble backgrounds, they also understand the word 'faithfulness'. From today on, Zhao Yi is The slave of my benefactor will have no regrets in his life."
Zhou Wen quickly pulled him up. Zhao Yi still wanted to struggle, but he felt a strong force coming in. Pei Peiran was irresistible, and was pulled straight by Zhou Wen before he could react. Zhou Wen said with a smile: "Your name is Zhao Yi. We are not from the Jianghu, so we don't like this. To be honest, I admire your skills. Of course I want to keep you here, but not as a domestic slave, but as a brother. Yours I have a general understanding of the matter. When your brother is rescued, you can discuss it carefully. It is up to you to decide whether you want to leave or stay."
Zhao Yi had just been pulled by Zhou Wen and couldn't resist. Just as he was surprised at how strong this young benefactor was, he was immediately stunned by Zhou Wen's words. Don’t be a domestic slave and be a brother? Are you going to stay here for your own convenience? Isn't this a lie?
Zhao Yi knew his own value very well. As a killer on Tianjin Road, he said he was second, but no one dared to call him first. How many big boss employers tried their best to recruit me into their employ, but all of them were turned down. I have never met anyone like my benefactor. Even after getting to know him for a while, I felt he was trustworthy. He is full of magnanimity and calmness in his bones, and despite his young age, he has a kind of approachable and heartwarming demeanor.
While he was in a daze, the car door opened. Feng Tianpei, who was wearing a mask, put his head in and shouted: "We need a blood transfusion, here are two people with type A blood."
Zhao Yi quickly said: "I'll come, I'm his brother."
"Are you blood type A?"
"I don't know. Anyway, I'm his brother, so I can definitely do it."
"Go away and don't come to cause trouble. If you lose the wrong person, you will be gone."
Zhao Yi saw the first person standing behind him when he was lying on the ground just now and said, "I have blood type A, I'll come." After saying that, he walked over and saw clearly now that he was a baby-faced boy, looking at Zhao Yi. Yi smiled kindly and got in the car.
After getting the ambulance, Feng Tianpei had tested the blood type of everyone in the mercenary group and created a file.
Zhao Yi stood outside the window and watched. A tube connected the hands of the young man and his younger brother, and the blood flowed into his younger brother's arm. This is blood. He is using his own blood to save his younger brother. Zhao Yi's tears fell down. The young master didn't even know his two brothers yet, but he gave his brother blood without blinking an eye. What a kindness this must be.
Zhao Yi felt that his blood was boiling with the blood flowing in the tube, but his eyes were getting blurry, as if they were covered by heavy rain...
