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Jin Dao didn't run three meters before he was blocked back, and then he had to maintain the plastic brotherhood with his little friend.

He took out his dagger, retreated to Lan Jing's side, and sincerely suggested, "Hey, why don't we just capture him without a fight, I can't fight, really I can't..."

Before he finished speaking, Lan Jing was already fighting with others.

Golden knife, "..."

"In the future, we must ask Young Master Cong to add an additional 2000 million commissions," Jin Dao spat, and had no choice but to rush towards the crowd. That fierce attack was nothing like what he said he couldn't do.

Lan Jing was also stronger than most people in fighting, but two against twenty, the gap between the numbers of the two sides was too great, and the opponent's skills were not weak, so it didn't take long for the two of them to suffer.

Jin Dao was kicked in the chest, lying on the ground coughing up blood, Lan Jing held back the sharp knife that was coming straight at him, and stretched out his hand to pull him up.

"Can you hold on?" He gasped and asked, exhaling bloody hot air from his chest.

Jin Dao touched the blood on his mouth, looked helplessly at the surrounding enemies and asked, "I said no, do you surrender?"

Lan Jing didn't make a sound, and rushed towards an attacking thug.

Jin Dao sighed, if there was a background sound in the battle, then his bgm at the moment must be: Damn it!It's so hard to make money these days!

Then no matter how persistent you are, there is only one ending.

Under the siege of the opponent with more bullying and less, the two of them had countless wounds on their bodies, their movements were obviously slower than before, the knife in their hands weighed a thousand catties, blood and sweat seeped into their clothes and pants.

"Enter the stairs," Lan Jing blocked the blow from the golden knife with his back, gritted his teeth and grunted, then tried his best to approach the fire door.

He knew that he couldn't escape no matter what, and he didn't want to get out of here alive, but he couldn't implicate Jin Dao, as long as Jin Dao returned to the fire exit, and then he guarded the entrance, the other party could run away.

The plan was just a flash of thought, but it was very difficult to advance an inch, and the enemy didn't know that the fire door was an escape exit, and there were already people there to guard against it.

Jin Dao managed to avoid the blade that was slashing across his throat, staggered back two steps, and then quickly glanced at his teammates, the protective clothing on the two of them took off on the way to escape.At this moment, Lan Jing's black clothes and trousers were cut open countless times, and blood dripped down the back of his hands in strings—he was obviously at the end of his battle.

Ah, I might really fall, Jin Dao thought, I don't know how to find someone to go through the back door, can Shu Mingcheng let him go?

Just as he was thinking this way, Shen Bai suddenly rushed out of the fire exit in a hurry, shouting, "Mr. Shu was stabbed, hurry to help!"

Got stabbed again?

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then ran up the stairs, while Lan Jing and Jin Dao on the side ran towards the outside of the parking lot in a tacit understanding.

And sitting in a wheelchair, Shu Mingcheng, who had just arrived at the 'battlefield' after being pushed, looked at the two figures going away, "..."

The two ran out all the way, quickly stopped the car, and fled Aihua Hospital.

Jin Dao stretched out his tongue and panted, his originally plain and harmless face was covered with dust and blood at this moment, looking very embarrassed and hideous, plus he had a face like Hell, his whole body was full of murderous aura. In the blue scene, the brother who was driving suddenly made several S shapes with his hands on the steering wheel.

"Brother...brother, where are you going?" Brother asked tremblingly.

Jin Dao wiped his face and said, "Pier No. [-]."

He glanced at the driver, bared his white teeth and gave him a very friendly smile.

The taxi immediately made a sharp turn and almost hit the curb.

Golden knife, "..."

"How are you?" Jin Dao looked at Lan Jing beside him.

Lan Jing shook his head.

Near Pier No. [-], there was a small house where Jindao used to hide before, and the two went there temporarily.

"We really have to run away," Jin Dao said while bandaging Lan Jing's wound, "City really can't stay."

Lan Jing lay on the back of the chair without saying a word, his face was very pale due to excessive blood loss.

"You still don't want to leave?" Jin Knife cut the gauze, walked around in front of Lan Jing, and asked after studying his expression.

Jin Dao didn't know the relationship between Cong Lang and Shu Mingcheng before, but he remembered that Lan Jing once hired him to kill Shu Mingcheng.

In addition, some time ago Cong Lang told him that if Shu Mingcheng chased and killed Lan Jing and he was unable to come forward, then no matter what happened, he must escort Lan Jing out of City C until the other party was safe.

Combining these two points, Jindao can probably guess the whole story, but what made him curious was, "Hey, what kind of enmity do you have with Shu Mingcheng?"

Lan Jing raised his eyelids to look at him, then lowered his eyes to the ground again.

Jin Dao waited for a long time without waiting for an answer, so he shrugged and continued to bandage him.

"However, I know you must regret it now."

After treating the wound, Jin Dao lowered his head and cleaned up the alcohol gauze and said, "If I knew today, why bother?"

Lan Jing looked back at him.

Jin Dao met his gaze and suddenly smiled, "Did I say something wrong?"

"Things done on impulse, in the end, 90.00% of people will regret it," Jin Dao said with a smile, "but you still have room for redemption, Cong Lang is not dead, Shu Mingcheng is not dead, as long as we survive After this extraordinary period, when the movement subsides, you can still come back and look for him."

"Since you can't bear it, why put your own life on it? If you die, you will never see him again."

Jindao's small face would always make people mistake him for a high school or freshman or sophomore student, but when he spoke in such a slow and slow voice, he was inexplicably convincing.

He believed that Lan Jing was not a stubborn person, as long as he figured it out, as long as he still had Cong Lang in his heart, he would definitely follow him.

Sure enough, after a long silence, Lan Jing asked hoarsely, "How do we leave?"

Jin Dao's eyes lit up, and he immediately said, "I have already prepared a speedboat at the pier, we can go to sea first, arrive at F City, and then take a cruise..."

Lan Jing stood up from the chair, frowned and took the coat that Jin Dao found for him.

"Where are you going?" Jin Dao asked.

Lan Jing turned around, "If you want to leave, you can leave now."

"Success," Jin Dao slapped his hands, took his earphones and backpack and went out with Lan Jing.

"Is it okay for you to be injured? If you leave City C, you need to find a hospital..."

As Jin Dao said, he took Lan Jing to the place where he hid the speedboat, but before they walked halfway, the two of them stopped in their footsteps—a young man led a group of people to block their way.

"Young Master Lan, Mr. Lei asked us to take you back."

Jin Knife turned his head and looked at his partner very inexplicably, almost wanting to destroy the precarious plastic relationship, "How many people have you offended?"

They are all such great characters!

Lan Jing's pale lips were pursed into a line, his face was cold, and he stared coldly at the road blocker in front of him, but before the flames of both sides were ignited, another group of people hurried over not far away, The leader is Mu Zixing.

"Brother Xing, why are you here?" asked the leader here.

Mu Zixing glanced at Lan Jing and Jin Dao, and then said calmly, "Let them go."

"This..." The leader didn't expect that Mu Zixing was here to stop them, and immediately felt embarrassed, "Sir, let us take him back."

"Sir, I will explain it myself, and I will take care of it if something goes wrong." Mu Zixing said coldly, "Otherwise, I can grab it by force."

The leader looked a little hesitant, Mu Zixing led no fewer people than them, and in a real fight, he would not be able to take advantage of it. The man thought about it, finally gritted his teeth, and told his brothers to move out of the way.

"Let's go." Mu Zixing whispered to Lan Jing.

Lan Jing frowned, "I'm leaving, Lei Shao will definitely not let you go."

"No way," Mu Zixing smiled, his right hand with a little finger cut off twitched faintly, and then said, "He will never kill me."

Lan Jing hesitated and stood still, while Jin Dao next to him clasped his fists at Mu Zixing, "Thank you, brother."

Then he took Lan Jing and left quickly.

Mu Zixing stood where he was, watching them go to the pier, board the speedboat, and then gallop away. His figure became smaller and smaller, and finally merged into the night.