In October, the mountain wind blew from all directions at night. At three in the morning, a fierce team battle was becoming more and more out of control in this empty mountainous land.

He Lingchu's opponent, a boxer who had retired from the stage, at this moment, both sides' eyes were like a trapped beast, ready to ruthlessly fight against each other.

His eyes didn't dare to relax. Just after the first contact, he knew that He Lingchu was definitely not a rich young master who was very proud of his family.

Not bad at all."

Master He, you have to be careful." A bodyguard next to him shouted. Their duty was to protect He Lingchu. If he had any mistakes, the eldest lady would definitely be sad. He

Ling Chu naturally did not dare to underestimate the opponent on the other side. Of course, he would never be afraid to retreat, nor would he even retreat a little.

"Ah..." The boxer immediately let out a deep shout, and the fist wind hit He Lingchu like a rain. He Lingchu blocked, resisted, intercepted and hit the vital points. In the meantime, he also attacked. His ink hair was slightly messy and covered his eyebrows. The light of the headlight shot into his eyes, gathering the chill in his eyes, as if the coldness of a lonely wolf.

The boxing champion has a ferocious face, a fierce punch, and a fatal move.

He Lingchu gritted his teeth and resisted him, and whenever he had the chance, he hit the opponent's vital point. During the rounds, the boxer lost his slight slack, but made preparations to do his best.

Some of the subordinates were watching the battle. As the morale rose, several bodyguards next to them were overwhelmed by the group of gangsters and could not get out of the way to help He Lingchu.

The bald man standing in front of the car watching the results of Zhan Sheng, couldn't help frowning at this moment. He Lingchu's outstanding ability is not only reflected in his strength in the business world. Unexpectedly, he was actually a very skilled person.

The bald man touched his head anxiously. Often, during this action, he was looking for the most favorable position for him. He thought that if He Lingchu was not killed today.

Then, his good days in the future may come to an end, and He Lingchu will never let him go.

So, today, He Lingchu must die.

He was afraid that he would be able to protect his retreat from the future and to make his decision, after he made such a decision, he tightened the gun behind him.

"Hiss..." He saw He Lingchu's fist wind rushing hard and hit the boxer's head. The boxer seemed to have no power to fight back. He protected his head with both hands and couldn't help but make a sound of pain.

Ling Chu fell over his shoulder fiercely, and the boxer immediately lay on his back on the ground, panting heavily.

He Lingchu was naturally not much better when he experienced this war. A wisp of blood was hit on his forehead. His white silk shirt was also smeared with mud, his ink was scattered and his breath was heavy, but his momentum remained unabated.

He still exudes the aura of the God of War, with a tall body and a cruel look.

However, on the body that others cannot see, he is already covered with scars, but he will never let his opponent see his weakness. At this moment, under the light, bloodshot spreads in the corners of his eyes, the blue veins on his forehead circling, the gritted teeth, and the tight fist, as if a cheetah that can tear the prey at any time.

His eyes stared at the bald man watching the fun opposite him. His look hit the bald man's heart. The bald man leaned to the side of the car after he took a breath, and the gun in his hand behind him tightened even more.

At this time, the boxer was unwilling to give up, so he got up and wanted to sneak attack He Lingchu behind him.

Ling Chu narrowed his eyes and turned sideways. Half a meter closer to the boxer, Ling Chuchu grabbed his shoulders, slammed his knees hard on his abdomen, punched him in his temples. The boxer screamed and fell to the side, and could no longer get up.

The gangsters on the side were shocked. In their hearts, this second in command was a god-like existence, but at this moment, he was actually knocked down.

How terrifying is this young master of the He family?

The dart quickly gathered beside He Lingchu and protected him.

His head breathing was suffocated. At this moment, he had the idea of ​​being taught a lesson by He Lingchu immediately.

He suddenly took out a gun from behind and sneered, "Master He, you are quite capable and capable. Do you even deal with me?"

The sudden gun made He Lingchu and the bodyguards next to him stretched all over, which they did not expect."

I know who sent you, and he shouldn't let you kill me." He Lingchu gritted his teeth and said angrily.

The bald man walked towards He Lingchu step by step with a gun, "Master He, you are really a sensible person. Unfortunately, you still miscalculated. He doesn't want your life. I want it, your life is very valuable."

At that time, a gangster immediately noticed a group of vehicles heading straight for the highway intersection. A gangster shouted, "Boss... Is there a car coming here, can it be a policeman?"

The expression of his head also changed. He immediately aimed at He Lingchu in a hurry. He wanted to deal with him quickly. The gun in his hand started with a bang.

He Lingchu couldn't avoid it in such a short distance, and no one could avoid it. The only thing he could do was to quickly turn sideways and move the bullet aimed at his heart to his left rib.

"He Xiansheng." The bodyguard did not expect that the bald man really dared to shoot immediately, and He Lingchu's body was caught by them.

Seeing that the bald man was right, he immediately shouted at his subordinates, "Get on the car, get in the car and go."

The gangsters immediately fled very quickly, and three black off-road vehicles turned around and rushed into the night.

At this moment, two cars rushed over immediately, and a figure from the car ran out of the car, "Ling Chu."

Nie Jungu rushed over, and behind him was the people he brought with him."

Mr. He was shot and we were sent to the hospital immediately."

"Send me to my car, I know where the nearest hospital is." Nie Jun said to the bodyguard. The two bodyguards helped He Lingchu into the back seat. He Lingchu's mind gradually lost consciousness and was stunned by the bodyguard's shoulders.

Jun Gu stepped on the accelerator under his feet, ran down the road, and rushed to a hospital in the county and districts here. The hospital closest to the county and districts is only twenty minutes away. If you speed up a little more, you can get there in fifteen minutes.

Jungu's car was running fast and racing against time.

Fifteen minutes later, He Lingchu was sent into the emergency room by a doctor who had already notified him to wait.

When the doctor unbuttoned his shirt, he was shocked to find that he was injured not only by gunshot wounds, but also by fists. On his firm body, he could see redness, swollenness, and purpleness several times.

But now the most important thing is the gunshot wound, and take out the bullet to stop bleeding.

Jungu stood in the corridor, and he was anxious and blamed himself for being a step late. If he had come here earlier, maybe He Lingchu would not need to be shot.
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