Chapter 179 [The Line of Life and Death] (Part 1)

I haven't ridden a motorcycle for a long time. I feel that the motorcycle is very broken, with noise in the cylinder and a problem with speed. In my eyes, this kind of car is considered a garbage item. After all, when I was young, I was still in Nanjing for a while.

I felt that the woman behind me seemed to have little strength to hold me. Her body was a little tilted. It was obvious that after being shot on her shoulder, one arm could not use strength.

I had no choice but to free up a hand to straighten her behind my back, but I felt the blood on her shoulders flowing down my sleeves. It soon penetrated my clothes, sticky...

I frowned secretly, while setting up the car while paying attention to the roads on both sides. At this time, I suddenly heard the roar of a car coming from behind. I looked at the back mirror and a Toyota Corolla rushed up behind me. I vaguely saw the car window on one side open, and someone poked half of his head out from it and looked at me. Then I saw a black thing sticking out from the car window!

It's a gun!

I cursed and saw a right-turn intersection in front of me. I rushed over immediately, slightly sideways, slowed down and then turned around. I haven't played this kind of movement for a long time. The bad condition of the car, and behind me, there was a female wounded woman with a soft body. When I turned, the car body was shaking violently and almost turned over. Fortunately, I grabbed the front of the car and refueled violently...

The Toyota Corolla behind followed closely, and then I heard two bangs and sparks splashing everywhere. The other party had already fired! However, the bullet did not hit me, but hit the ground on one side of me. There was another shot, and the bullet shattered the inverted view mirror on my left.

Hell!

I cursed. Suddenly I saw a narrow alley in front of me, and my eyes immediately lit up!

I know that on the road, I will definitely not be able to run away from the Toyota Crown behind me. After all, the motorcycle under my seat is too trash, and I don’t wear a helmet... No helmet is a small problem, but without goggles, the trouble will be great! Because when the speed is raised, the strong wind will make it difficult for me to open my eyes, making my vision organized and I cannot increase the speed to the highest speed.

The Toyota Flower Crown behind was getting closer and closer, and the other party fired two more shots. I tried to avoid it. The motorcycle shook left and right under my control, and finally arrived at the entrance of the alley. I had already slowed down. With a sharp pinch of the brakes, the motorcycle's stopping made the entire body immediately come over! The huge centrifugal force almost made my car fly horizontally. Fortunately, I had already grasped the front of the car and held my feet tightly on the ground...

The Toyota Crown quickly whizzed past me. Before it could stop, I didn't care about adjusting and immediately ran the car into the small box.

The box is very narrow, and there are trash cans inside. Some people don’t know who threw the waste, so I tried my best to avoid it, but I still kept moving forward at high speed. At least I can rest assured that this alley is very narrow, only about two meters wide, and that Toyota Corolla cannot be driven in no matter how it is.

I felt my legs knocking on the trash can twice, and it hurt so hard that I was gritting my teeth when the terrain suddenly changed drastically! A step that was about a dozen layers of downward appeared in front of me... I felt a little nervous. I pinched the brakes, slowed down, and then leaned over and rushed down...

The wheels were bumping on the steps, and I felt like I was riding a roller coaster. With the vibration, I was sure that the tires of the car must be almost gone! Sure enough, when I finally landed, the woman behind me almost threw it out. I could only stop the car and then quickly took off my shirt. She wrapped her behind me with clothes, used the shirt as a rope, and fixed her. The woman was so painful that her face was pale and blood was still flowing.

I glanced at her, said nothing, and continued to activate the accelerator and rushed out.

I don’t know where I walk through the streets and alleys, and I don’t know where I am going in front of me. In short, I don’t dare to walk on the main road, so I go forward when I see the alleys. I’m high and low along the way, up and down, and I don’t know where I drive.

I drove blindly for half an hour and stopped in a secluded alley.

There seemed to be no movement around here. Next to it was a somewhat dilapidated house. I could see from the dust on the ground at the door that few people seemed to come here.

There are very narrow buildings in Vietnam on both sides. There is a small open space in the alley, and the ground is full of garbage, such as empty wine bottles, plastic bags, etc. It is everywhere. Based on my feeling, I guess this is probably a slum or something.

I parked the car, put the motorcycle on the backlight, and then helped the woman get out of the car. I stood at the door and listened for a while, made sure there was no voice inside, and then looked at a small staircase next to me. I slowly walked up the woman and soon arrived at the top of the building. There was a flash of iron door here, and I looked at the rusty lock on it. Although I judged that there was no one in the house and wanted to go in and hide, I picked up an iron wire from the ground and stabbed it at the big lock for a long time but couldn't open it.

After all, I am not a professional thief, and the lock is rusted. If it were just a flash of wooden doors, then I would have kicked them open long ago. Unfortunately, I was helpless in the face of the thick iron fence door.

I can't get through the wall.

Holding the woman against the wall, her lips turned white. I knew she had lost a lot of blood, so I carefully untied the shirt wrapped around me on her body. I found that my shirt was half dyed red by blood. The woman was so painful that her body trembled, but her eyes were still clear.

Before I could talk to her, I tore open the clothes on her shoulders and saw a bullet hole on her shoulders, and blood flowed out. I checked and confirmed that the bullet was passing through her shoulders, and there was a bullet hole facing each other in front and behind her shoulders.

The bullet was not left in her body, so she was lucky.

I tore my shirt apart and helped her wrap her shoulders tightly. Now there is no other way, so I can only "press and stop the bleeding" for her. But it seems that the effect is not very good.

The woman leaned against the wall and gasped and took a deep breath in pain. I looked at the sky, thought for a while, bent down and said to her, "Your injury must be treated, but I have nothing in my hand now. It's safe here. If you lie here for a while, I don't think anyone will find it here. I'll go out to find something now and come back to find you."

The woman looked up at me, and a wry smile appeared on her face: "It's okay... You can do it even if you don't come back... After all, we have no relatives and no reason, so you don't have to take risks for me."

I only have a vest on my body, and the vest is stained with some blood. I simply took off the vest, stood in front of her, and said slowly: "You don't have to play psychological games with me, nor do you need to test me like this. I don't have to save you because I'm overwhelmed with sympathy. It's just that what we just experienced together. I'm only responsible for helping you solve your wounds. After finishing it, everyone will go their own way."

Then I stood up, walked slowly down the stairs, looked at the motorcycle parked in the corner, went over and flipped out my bag, and held it in my hand.

This car can still drive, but I'm afraid there is no gas, so I have to think of a way to find some gas. I thought to myself.

It was already dawn at this moment.

I walked out of the alley carefully, took two turns before I arrived on the road outside. The alley was very long, no wonder there were no people inside.

It happens to be the peak of a city every morning. The streets are full of pedestrians and the roads are crowded, but most of them are motorcycles. Vietnam does not have its own national automobile industry, and all cars rely on imports, but there are many motorcycles.

I was shirtless. Although it was not surprising that I was shirtless this season, I was a little conspicuous when I was shirtless on the road early in the morning.

I quickly found a 24-hour convenience store and bought a traveling short-sleeved cultural shirt to put it on. Then I felt relieved and quickly searched on the street.

My goal is very clear, looking for a pharmacy. But after walking a street, I still couldn't find it. I felt a little impatient. At the same time, I was a little nervous and alert. After all, I had just experienced a life-and-death scene, and now I was still a little thrilling. I always felt that the eyes that were casting towards me on the street were all malicious.

I bought a bottle of mineral water, drank half of it in one breath, put the rest in my bag, and then continued to move forward. If I saw a patrol officer far away along the way, I tried my best to avoid it. But I walked for a long time and still couldn't find the pharmacy...

Moreover, it was only seven o'clock in the morning, which pharmacy opened so early?

I returned to the convenience store, found a bottle of high-alcohol liquor, and bought two more bottles of mineral water, some food, and turned around and walked back.

On the way, I saw a motorcycle shop and wanted to go over to see if I could get some gasoline, but I saw a police car parked not far from the door, but I thought I still couldn't get there.
Chapter completed!