It is midsummer, and the heat will be in two days.

Zhaozhuang is a half-large village under the jurisdiction of Jiahe City, Linhe Province. There are more than 2,000 people in the village, most of whom make a living by farming. This hot season is the season when weeding sweet potatoes, corn and peanuts.

Dongfang just now, and when the villagers of Zhaozhuang got up, Zhao Changqi had already returned from Qingyun Mountain in the west of the village.

He was covered in sweat, a towel on his shoulders, a weight of 150 kilograms and a size of 1.8 meters made him look a little thin, but the muscle lines on his body were very clear, and the six pack abdominal muscles seemed to be printed on his lower abdomen. The young man looked energetic and energetic.

Zhao Changqi drew a bucket of water from the well in the patio, washed his face, and then made some food casually. He carried a punishment hoe and went out of the house and walked to his place of birth.

The grass in the peanut field has been pulled out, and today he is going to weed the sweet potatoes.

Zhao Changqiu's sweet potato field is far away from home, about ten miles away, and there is a high road above the ground, and the roadbed is five or six meters taller than Zhao Changqiu's sweet potato field.

According to the local road administration regulations, crops cannot be grown within 50 meters on both sides of the highway, and they belong to the forest green belt. However, this section of the road is relatively remote, and the villagers in Zhaozhuang did not take this regulation seriously. Both sides of the road are full of green sweet potatoes.

The managers of the Highway Bureau have also come to check several times and even confiscated some of the villagers' farm tools. However, they have been banned repeatedly and have become too lazy to take care of them later.

A long way from the place where he was born, Zhao Changgui saw a dark thing lying in his field, motionless, like a coffin.

"Fuck! Which turtle boy dug out the ancestor from the ground and still left me in the ground? Damn it." Zhao Changgui cursed inwardly, then accelerated his pace to walk into the ground.

When he got closer, he found that the black thing was not a coffin, but a black sports car! Four wheels were facing the sky, like a living turtle facing the sky, with a pungent smell of gasoline all around it. The iron guardrail on the highway was smashed into pieces, which was shocking.

"No, I'm in a car accident!" Zhao Changqi immediately realized what had happened.

He ran to the side of the sports car a few steps, bent down and lie on the ground to look inside the car. He saw two young men in the car, one man and the other woman, with blood on her face. It seemed that her head was injured, and she was holding a cell phone in her hand on one side. I thought that after the car accident, the woman woke up and called a help phone number. One of the men's legs was stuck between the console and the seat.

The airbag has been opened, and both of them are wearing seat belts. Effective protection measures have not allowed them to die on the spot.

Zhao Changqi roughly understood the incident when the car accident happened. Gao Xing's car crashed into the guardrail for some reason, and then rolled down the high road, and it became what it is now.

Zhao Changqi has seen the world and knows that this is a Lamborghini convertible sports car, with a market price of no less than 5 million. People who can own such a car are definitely not ordinary people.

"Damn it, I'm still a young man, so I must be idle and playing racing." Zhao Changgui grumbled with a frown, and then began to find a way to save people.

He soon found that the two doors were opened, and now the car had four wheels facing the sky, and the door was stuck in the sweet potato field and could not be opened at all. If you want to drag two people out of the car, you must let the bottom of the car leave a certain gap on the ground.

The sports car chassis is weighted. If you want the car to leave the ground, it is obviously useless to rely on manpower alone, and you must have a hydraulic head. But where can Zhao Changqi go to find a hydraulic head in this wilderness?

Zhao Changqi frowned and looked around. When he saw a row of poplar trees on the ground, his eyes suddenly lit up. He touched the old cellulite that was still on the ground. He found a poplar tree as thick as a bowl, and then raised the old fat-coated poplar root to dig it out.

"小, 小." Zhao Changqiu waved his old lady vigorously and even lowered the poplar tree as thick as a bowl without five or six strokes! Then he gestured on the trunk and cut it off with a square crown. He took the middle trunk and shoveled the branches and leaves with a shovel. A poplar bar more than three meters long appeared in his hand.

Zhao Changqi found three stones more than fifty centimeters high from the ground and placed them two next to the car. The other one was placed more than three meters away from the front of the car.

Zhao Changli looked at the car, found the angle, first used a stone as a fulcrum, reached one end of the Yangmu Bar under the car, and then came to the other end, shouted secretly, and suddenly he pried the front of the car off the ground by him. Then he quickly pressed the stone that had been prepared on the end of the bar to replace him, rushed to the car and stuffed the last stone under the car.

The car was pried off the ground, and the rest of the rescue work was easy to handle. Zhao Changqi first dragged the woman out, then dragged the man away from the seat with one hand, grabbed the seat with the other hand and suddenly exerted force, tearing the entire seat off the car and throwing it outside the car.

The man's stuck legs were immediately released. Zhao Changqi carefully carried him out of the car and placed it on the sweet potato seedlings.

During the entire rescue process of Zhao Changqi, cars were coming and going on Gao Highway, but no car stopped to help Zhao Changqi. Maybe Gao Highway was too high and they couldn't see the scene below the highway. Maybe they had seen it, but ignored it.

Zhao Changqi took two poplar sticks, pulled a sweet potato seedling, carefully fixed the man's broken calf, then took the mobile phone in the woman's hand, flipped through the call record, and found that she had dialed out thirty minutes ago the phone she had recently made, and there was a large number of missed calls.

He then dialed the number and the phone was quickly connected.

"Xiao Min! We can't find you where you are! Tell me your specific location and specific location!" As soon as the phone was connected, anxious shouts came from inside.

Obviously, the woman had called for help before, but she fell into a coma without having time to tell the specific location, which made it impossible for the people who came to save them to find them quickly.

Zhao Changqi casually stated his specific position.

When the other party heard that the person who was calling was not the person he imagined, he immediately changed his tone and asked seriously: "Who are you? How are Xiao Min and Xiao Qiang now?"

The sound was a little cold, which made Zhao Changqi feel a little uncomfortable.

"I am a farmer nearby. They have been rescued from the car by me. The two of them are not in bad condition, but they are both unconscious. Come here quickly, otherwise they will have no chance. I still have something to do, so I have to hurry up." Zhao Changgui hung up the phone after he said that.

As soon as he hung up the phone, the phone rang again. Zhao Changqiu ignored it and put the phone next to the woman, and then began to deal with the wound on the woman's head. A three-centimeter-long hole was cut on one side of the woman's forehead, which injured the vein blood vessels, and blood flowed, dyeing the whole face red. There were also multiple injuries on the head. It seemed that the car was injured when it rolled down from the stone slope.

Zhao Changqi took off his stinky sweat shirt, wiped the blood from the woman's face a few times, then directly wrapped the sweat shirt on the wound, and simply bandaged the wound, and the blood finally stopped.

On the highway, in the Audi A6, a gray-headed old man threw his cell phone aside and said almost roaring: "Who is this kid? He actually dares to hang up my phone! He also said he is in a hurry! If Xiaoqiang and Xiaomin have something to do, I will shoot him!"

"Long, please calm down. Later, I will arrest this ignorant boy when I go over!" A young man next to him said to the old man in military uniform.

The old man rubbed his temples hard, and his anger dissipated a little, then he said, "Xiao Zhao, don't be reckless. Maybe he saved Xiao Min and Xiao Qiang. I was too anxious just now and spoke a little, so I can't blame him. Xiao Wang, drive quickly, Xiao Zhao, call the local hospital and ask them to pass quickly. I hope Xiao Min and Xiao Qiang can hold on until we arrive."

"Yes! Long!" Xiao Zhao quickly started to make a phone call, and Xiao Li also accelerated the car again. The car almost flew on the highway, and a huge RV behind the car also started to fly.

Zhao Changqi wanted to find some water to moisten the lips of the two of them, but there was not a few drops of rain this summer. He turned around the ground but couldn't find a drop of water. He had to come back and wait anxiously for the rescue workers to arrive.

Nearly twenty minutes later, the alarm sound of ambulance and police cars mixed together came from the distance of the high road.

Zhao Changqiu was surprised to find that if the ambulance didn't come, there were five cars! Before the car could be parked at the emergency stop, the medical staff in the car ran out of the car, holding various instruments, ventilators, blood pressure monitors, and electrocardiogram monitors in his arms. He didn't care about the height and steep slope, and stumbled into Zhao Changqi's sweet potato field, trampling his sweet potatoes in a mess. Zhao Changqiu felt his heart rumbling: "Damn it! Why are you saving two people for so many people? What are these two kids? My sweet potatoes! I just made melons!"

But after all, they are here to save their lives, so Zhao Changqi couldn't say anything.

The traffic police also came to a large group of people, set up cordons on the highway, measured, took photos, and were busy nervously. Several police officers also ran to the sweet potato field to see the two wounded people.

After a rough count of the spear, twenty-three people got out of the car! There were doctors, nurses, and some like hospital leaders, who were nervously commanding. Everyone formed a circle around the two wounded.

Everyone was surrounded by the man and the woman, and no one came to pay attention to him, a bare backbone and sweaty little farmer, and even the police did not come to record his confession.

Zhao Changqi, who was neglected, stood outside the crowd with boredom, watching the people constantly trampling on their sweet potatoes, wondering if they would ask these people for some loss of green seedlings later. After all, with the two wounded people as the center, the sweet potatoes within a radius of ten meters are completely ruined.

At this moment, Zhao Changgui suddenly heard a doctor's scolding from the crowd: "Bastard, who is the head broken? He actually bandaged the wound with such a dirty sweatshirt? This is not as good as a mop! It's really a lack of education!"
Chapter completed!