Chapter 807

On the Xixiang trail, in Passat's car, Yan Feiping covered his abdomen. There was a hole on it, and blood was constantly pouring out.

Outside the car, the Western warrior fell to the ground on his back, covered his sore shoulder and slowly climbed up from the ground.

Although he stabbed Yan Feiping just now, Yan Feiping, who has a little foundation, still took the opportunity to kick him. The foot was kicking him on the shoulder, where he had been hurt.

At that time, the black bear hit him on the shoulder with a pick with great force. There was a problem hitting him. There was a hematoma in the shoulder, which belonged to internal injury and trauma.

Gritting his teeth, he stood up and climbed over to open the door.

At this time, Yan Feiping had got his mobile phone and shouted at Xiao Yan, "what should I do now? He's coming in..."

"Lock the central control and start the car!" Xiao Yan said eagerly.

Yan Feiping clenched his teeth and leaned forward. When the man pulled the door, he just locked the door.

The Western Samurai howled outside and kept patting the door with their fists and shoulders, but the door was still firm. There was no problem for the time being.

Yan Feiping struggled to get into the driver's seat. Fortunately, ah Qiang didn't pull it out, otherwise he would have no choice.

The Western Samurai had moved a stone from the roadside and smashed it on the glass. It didn't smash the first time, but it became a turtle crack.

Yan Feiping began to start the car, but the more anxious it was, the harder it was to start.

Click

The next stone arrived and the window was smashed. It was the co pilot's position. The Western warrior put his hand in. Yan Feiping leaned down and was not caught.

"Do you have a gun?" Xiao Yan shouted at him on the phone.

"Yes... But no..." Yan Feiping said, shaking his hands to start the car.

Xiao Yan scolded and then shouted, "you calm down now, be calm, and then start the car."

Yan Feiping whispered, trying to calm himself. At the same time, he turned the key. He only heard a burst of engine sound, and the car finally started.

"After this robbery, I'll give you my red flag car. Shit, you don't need to start with one button in any age." Xiao Yan was relieved there and didn't forget to scold.

Ah

There was another scream. Xiao Yan was stunned and shouted, "what's going on? Back up!"

Yan Feiping covered his right rib with one hand and the steering wheel with the other. He backed up vigorously. The Western warrior hanging on the co pilot's half body was suddenly thrown out.

He just got in from the co pilot and stabbed Yan Feiping with a Western sword, but he was badly hurt.

After backing up, Yan Feiping was already out of breath. He took a deep breath and said, "I backed up. The car has been backing up. What should I do next..."

Bang, his voice fell, and he had hit one side of the tree trunk.

Xiao Yan quickly shouted, "don't let the car stop, turn the steering wheel and run, and don't try to hit him. Go!"

Yan Feiping groaned and gritted his teeth to operate the car. At the moment when the Western warriors came, he suddenly reversed the car again.

Turning the steering wheel, Yan Feiping stepped on the accelerator and ran towards the coming road. When he turned, the Western warrior suddenly turned over and threw himself on the roof.

"He's on my roof. What should I do now?" Yan Feiping said nervously.

His intercostal pain became more and more painful. When he hurt here, it was often his internal organs. His strength became less and less, and his hand holding the steering wheel became weaker and weaker.

His eyelids are getting heavier and heavier, but the car is still speeding. He can't stand it. He wants to sleep with his eyes closed.

But he knew that as soon as he closed his eyes, he would be finished. Even if you don't close your eyes, there is little chance of living.

"The car is Z-shaped. Don't let him get into your car. Hold on for another three minutes. I'm rushing there now." Xiao Yan's voice is loud and rumbling. It's the sound of propeller rotation.

But Yan Feiping didn't know. A sense of despair flooded into his heart. Although Xiao Yan lives not far from BEIXIANG, there is no direct road and he can't get there in three minutes.

However, he still believed in Xiao Yan's, and the car began to take the Z-type route.

It really worked. Originally, the Western warrior on the roof was going to get in from the window, but the car ran around on the road. Lying on the roof, he began to be unstable and rushed left and right.

Now he can't drill into it. It's good if he doesn't promise to fall. He was also surprised at how the man knew these moves, which was completely professionally trained.

Yan Feiping clenched his teeth and went on a route. This is a rural road. It's too narrow to run at all. And it was so bumpy that the blood had soaked the seat.

After holding on for a while, suddenly a Chevrolet came face-to-face. He suddenly turned the steering wheel to avoid the car. Because his car is Z-shaped, it is difficult to turn the steering wheel.

His car almost supported the Chevrolet, and the sides of both cars were hit beyond recognition. After rushing over, he only felt a pain in his ribs, and the strength under his hands suddenly disappeared. The steering wheel of the car never turned around again and hit him straight next to him.

The car crashed into a tree and suddenly stalled. He tried to start the fire several times and didn't start.

Yan Feiping said to the phone, "it's over. The car can't start. Xiao Laojiu, Dongjiang will be handed over to you. You want to avenge me."

"As long as you can hold on, you can't die. My Xiao Laojiu is coming!" with a roar in Xiao Yan's phone, a clattering sound of propeller rotation began.

Chevrolet, which passed Yan Feiping, also braked and stopped. The people in the car saw something wrong, opened the door and walked down.

At this time, the Western warrior also got up slowly with his teeth clenched from the ground. He also wanted to carry the Western sword and walk towards Passat on the roadside.

Just then, a strong wind blew overhead, and a helicopter suddenly appeared overhead. The cabin door clattered open and a 95 assault rifle stretched out.

Pa pa

There was a crisp noise, and the dust around the Western warrior flew up.

Almost at the same time as the gun rang, the Western Samurai rolled aside and shrank next to the Chevrolet.

He was very alert. At this moment, he just reached the dead corner of shooting. The helicopter began to adjust its position and flew over Chevrolet.

The door of Chevrolet was open. At this time, I saw the Western Samurai roll over, stretch out a slender hand and quietly close the door.

At this time, the Western warrior suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled out the people in the car. Then the Western sword was horizontal and put on the neck of the people who were pulled out.

The man screamed. It's a woman.

Xiao Yan, standing at the door of the helicopter cabin, saw the woman under the Western samurai sword as the helicopter approached.

It was yuan na, head of Xixiang Township!