I let you be a fugitive, not to set up a private army.

Chen Jiajun covered his stomach with one hand and walked into the warehouse with some difficulty.

When I looked up, I saw a young man tied to a chair, with a dirty cloth stuffed in his mouth, making a "wuwu" sound.

Anyone else?

However, this person in front of him should not be in the same group as the four brothers, otherwise he would not be tied up here. The binding method in front of him is not something he can do by himself.

He ignored it for the moment and rummaged through the drawer for a moment, finding a bottle of soda and some clean gauze.

He lifted up the clothes that were stuck with blood and flesh, and poured soda water on his stabbed left waist. The intense pain made him grit his teeth and his face twisted.

"Woo..." Jin Zhixun looked at the hideous face with distorted features and the large area of ​​blood and flesh on the wound, and was terrified.

Chen Jiajun slowed down, took a deep breath, then wrapped gauze around his stomach and began to bandage the wound.

As soon as the gauze was wrapped around the wound for the first time, it was stained red with blood. Even after wrapping it around four times, blood was still seeping out.

However, this is the only simple way to deal with it at the moment. If you want it to heal faster, you still have to go to the hospital to get stitches on the wound. The healing ability enhanced by the Dragon Soul Coin is not a panacea.

He continued to rummage through the drawers, and was a little disappointed that he didn't find any guns or bullets, but he did find a few extremely sharp military tactical daggers.

He pulled a military dagger from its cowhide sheath and walked towards the stranger tied to the chair.

"Wuwuwu..." Jin Zhixun shook his head frantically, his eyes full of pleading, tears rolling down his face.

His strong desire to survive made him struggle desperately to escape, but the legs of the chair were firmly welded to the ground, and he couldn't even kick himself over.

The butcher holding the knife blocked the sunlight coming in through the window, shrouding his entire body in shadow.

Jin Zhixun felt hopeless in an instant!

The tape holding the dirty cloth was torn off, and the dirty cloth was removed...

He was stunned for a moment, and as soon as he found he could speak, he quickly explained: "I didn't see anything. I'm nearsighted. I have no idea what happened outside just now..."

Chen Jiajun took a look through the window. The window was installed with one-way glass. It was difficult to see inside from the outside, but it was very clear to see outside from the inside.

"Brother, I am extremely nearsighted. Now that you are standing in front of me, I can't even see what you look like..." Jin Zhixun's desire to survive was full.

"I ask, you answer." Chen Jiajun interrupted the guy's chatter, "Why are you tied up here?"

Jin Zhixun quickly replied, "My tire blew out, so I drove here. These dead... no, these damn bastards blackmailed me for a million dollars for each tire. I got so angry that I punched the short guy. He said he wanted 3000 million dollars to settle. I didn't have that much cash on me, so they tied me up."

"your name?"

"Jin Zhixun, Zhi means ambition, Xun means medal..."

"I hope you didn't lie this time." Chen Jiajun searched the man's pockets, found a wallet, opened it, took out the ID card inside, and compared it with his.

"Brother, I really didn't lie." Jin Zhixun thought of his previous slip of the tongue, and even if he was really nearsighted, the conversation between the two now proved that he was not deaf.

It was impossible not to hear the gunshots, screams, and fierce fighting outside.

Finished!

He waited for the trial with extreme anxiety.

"The name is correct, and the home address is Chuan Street, Rende District, Datian City." Chen Jiajun looked at the guy again, made a judgment in his mind, and then raised the dagger in his hand.

"Don't kill me..." Jin Zhixun's face turned pale in an instant.

When the dagger fell, he found that the ropes on his body were cut and he regained his freedom.

Then I heard, "I won't kill you. If they die, I'll spare you the 3000 million. But you have to do me a favor."

"Okay, okay, big brother, tell me what you need me to do." Jin Zhixun breathed a sigh of relief and nodded quickly.

It seemed that this brutal guy didn't care that he saw him killing people, and he felt a little relieved.

Chen Jiajun said, "I need you to drive towards Shoucheng and help me divert the pursuing cars."

"What kind of car dares to chase you?" Jin Zhixun blurted out.

"police car."

"Police, police car?" Jin Zhixun was dumbfounded.

But now that he was under someone else's roof, he had no choice but to agree. He gritted his teeth and said, "I will do my best to help you divert the police car."

Chen Jiajun took off his bloodstained brown jacket and handed it over, "Put it on."

He continued, "Since you have already promised, you must do it, otherwise I will come after you and your family to settle the score."

Then he put the ID card back into his wallet and threw it back to the other person.

Jin Zhixun endured the smell of blood and put on his coat, nodding vigorously: "I will definitely do it and lead the police car far away, but brother, don't come to me again in the future, and don't look for my family either."

"Um..." Chen Jiajun suddenly thought of an extra question, "Did you see two beams of light just now?"

According to the system information, the flow of Dragon Soul Coins cannot be seen by outsiders, so he asked another question out of curiosity.

"What is flowing light?" Jin Zhixun looked confused.

"Nothing." Chen Jiajun got the answer and guessed that the Dragon Soul Flowing Light might be something in another dimension.

Coming back to his senses, he said, "You can leave now."

Judging by the time, if nothing unexpected happens, the police should be catching up soon.

"Okay." Jin Zhixun stood up and left the warehouse impatiently.

Coming outside——

The four corpses lying in front of him and the blood flowing on the ground made him feel more and more the cruelty of the man in the warehouse, so he quickly quickened his pace.

But a voice came from behind again: "Wait."

Jin Zhixun shuddered and turned around anxiously: "Brother, what else do you need me to do?"

Chen Jiajun walked to the messy Hyundai car, picked up the baseball cap he had been wearing, walked up to the man, and put the cap on his head.

He lowered the brim of his hat with his hand and said, "Let's go."

"Then take care of yourself, big brother." Jin Zhixun said a polite remark and walked quickly towards his off-road vehicle.

Chen Jiajun watched the SUV start and drive away.

Then he walked to the faucet and washed the blood off his hands and face.

Then he returned to the warehouse, took out an old set of car repair clothes, including a jacket and pants, and quickly changed into them. At the same time, he took the money in the drawer and smeared some oil stains on his face and hair.

He walked out of the warehouse and got into a pickup truck with 'Auto Repair' written on it.

He didn't know whether the guy would do what he promised him, but at this point, as a wanted criminal, no plan was absolutely safe.

Every step is on a tightrope.

Ignite and go.