Chapter 10: Fierce Battle
Zhang Nianzu believes that with his speed, he will definitely be able to catch up as long as the other party does not leave the city! His car age is not longer than that of his peers, and he does not like to drive fast, but according to Lao Wu, he is just talented!
Every time a car is repaired and the owner wants to experience the top speed, Zhang Nianzu will take it out for a spin. When he comes back, his face is usually pale, but he has more confidence in his car...
The old Ford swept across the road like the wind, quickly leaving behind the vehicles that were already driving fast.
Zhao Weiming held onto the safety handrail, his eyes constantly searching ahead, muttering to himself: "Red car... Red car... Where did this bastard go?"
The road was empty, with not a single red car in sight.
However, at this moment, the situation Zhang Nianzu feared most happened - a fork in the road appeared ahead.
Zhang Nianzu braked suddenly, stared at the two intersections, and shouted, "Which one to choose?" He was competing with himself, not asking Zhao Weiming.
Zhao Weiming was also dumbfounded!
On the side of the road, a tall young man suddenly calmly pointed to the intersection on the right.
Zhang Nianzu nodded at him and resolutely followed in the direction he pointed.
Zhao Weiming was surprised and asked, "Do you two know each other?"
“No.”
"How dare you listen to him? He didn't even ask where we were going or what we were doing!"
Zhang Nianzu looked forward and said, "What else? You have to choose one anyway. I trust my intuition."
Zhao Weiming was speechless and said, "You are taking human life lightly!"
After Xu Yingdong showed the way, he scratched his head. He himself was puzzled as to why he had done so much. It was as if something in the dark was prompting him to do this...
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"There it is!" Zhang Nianzu shouted excitedly.
On the road ahead, a red SUV was speeding, with slight signs of impact on the right side of the front of the vehicle.
When the off-road vehicle saw a car coming up from behind, it knew it was coming for it, so it stepped on the accelerator in an attempt to shake it off.
Zhao Meier was controlled by someone, unable to move her hands and feet, and stuffed in her mouth. When she struggled to see the scarred and red-and-green Ford behind her, she suddenly felt relieved as if a savior had come from heaven. Although the two cars were still chasing, she knew that the nasty boy who had deceived her that morning would definitely succeed! She tried hard to send a look to Xu Xiaofeng who was tied beside her, but Xu Xiaofeng didn't understand at all, and her eyes were still full of fear.
"Bang--"
With a loud bang, the Ford car slammed into the right rear wheel of the off-road vehicle, just like a cheetah running at high speed hitting the hind leg of an antelope. The off-road vehicle lost control, spun wildly, and finally crashed fiercely into the wall on the side of the road.
The people in the car were knocked unconscious, and Zhang Nianzu had to barely keep the car steady.
There was nothing to say at this time. The bravest one wins when two meet in a narrow road. There were four people on the other side. The two at the back had blood on their foreheads and came out with baseball bats in their hands.
Zhang Nianzu pushed the dazed Zhao Weiming and said, "Find a chance to save him!" Then he rushed out.
Two burly men with sticks came forward with bared teeth and claws. Zhang Nianzu shouted with a fearless attitude, but when he was about to engage in close combat, he made a sharp turn and went to the passenger seat of the SUV. He opened the door wide. The buddy in the passenger seat was dizzy and was about to vomit. When he saw someone opening the door for him, he wanted to say something, but as soon as he stuck his head out, Zhang Nianzu slammed the door on his face again. The unlucky guy lay on the windshield without a word - this is Zhang Nianzu's fighting philosophy, when facing many opponents at once, you must first reduce the number of the opponents as much as possible.
The driver on the left got out of the car and staggered towards Zhang Nianzu, throwing a punch. Zhang Nianzu dodged the punch, clamped the driver's arm in his armpit, and followed suit with his right fist, punching the driver in the face. The driver struggled and gradually lost consciousness , but he never fell.
Just as the two were struggling, with a "woosh" sound, a stick hit Zhang Nianzu's back of the head. Zhao Weiming, who arrived shortly after, shouted as he ran, "A-Zu, be careful!"
Zhang Nianzu had no place to hide and could only put his hands behind his head.
"Crack!" The solid wood baseball bat was broken.
Zhang Nianzu was beaten and fell far away. Zhao Weiming and the two women in the car were all horrified. Seeing that the stick was broken on the back of Zhang Nianzu's head, even if it was not fatal, it would cause serious internal injuries. Zhao Meier twisted her shoulders violently and broke free from the rope.
Zhang Nianzu bared his teeth and shook his hands. He took advantage of the other party's daze holding the half-broken stick and hit him on the chin, knocking him down, and then kicked him in the temple.
The burly man holding the stick at the end was shocked and angry, and he swung the stick at Zhang Nianzu's head .
Zhang Nianzu's body movements were much slower now. He knew that he could not avoid the stick, so he just slightly turned sideways and sent his shoulder forward. Even so, he was hit on the forehead first, and then the stick hit his shoulder heavily. Zhang Nianzu's face was instantly covered with blood, but he smiled evilly at the sturdy man. The scar on his left cheek no longer looked like a dimple. Seeing that the other party looked like a devil, the sturdy man's hand softened and the stick fell to the ground...
"Fuck!" Zhao Weiming rushed over and hugged the sturdy man from behind, shouting, "A-Zu, fuck him to death!"
Zhang Nianzu's right hand was out of control and he felt dizzy. He could hardly find his target and wanted to curse in his heart.
The sturdy man originally thought that the game was over, but then he suddenly discovered that the opponent's strongest fighter was already at the end of his strength. So he shrugged his shoulders and was about to break free from Zhao Weiming. At this time, Zhao Meir picked up the stick on the ground, gritted her teeth and hit him hard on the head with the stick. The sturdy man gradually collapsed to the ground.
Although the battle was short, it was extremely brutal. It was like a few hungry wolves fighting to the death. Although Zhang Nianzu won, he also paid a heavy price.
Zhao Meier threw away the stick and pointed at Zhao Weiming angrily, "Why do you fight like a sissy? You only know how to hug people from behind?"
Zhang Nianzu wiped the blood off his face and said, "Don't scold him, he tried his best." He knew that Zhao Weiming had no talent in fighting, and the fact that he rushed forward bravely showed that he was determined to die. At least he didn't stand by and shout "The bathhouse is on fire."
Zhao Meier helped Xu Xiaofeng out of the car and asked, "Miss Xu, are you okay?"
Xu Xiaofeng was confused, but her fear did not decrease. However, she restrained herself and asked, "Who are you?"
Zhang Nianzu said: "We are here to save you, let's leave here quickly."
Zhao Weiming said: "Let me drive."
Zhang Nianzu waved his hand and got into the driver's seat without waiting for him to say anything.
Seeing that the car was heading to Dick's Bar, Xu Xiaofeng was somewhat relieved. She looked at the three people in the car and finally couldn't help asking, "Who are you and how do you know that something happened here?"
There was silence in the car. Zhang Nianzu said honestly, "We approached you to ask Lao Jiang about the whereabouts of a person."
Zhao Weiming hurriedly said, "We really don't know the people who kidnapped you."
Xu Xiaofeng said sweetly: "Since you are so honest, I believe you. No matter what, you saved me. I want to thank you all."
Zhao Meier said: "Miss Xu, Boss Jiang..."
Xu Xiaofeng waved her hand to signal her to stop, and said: "I never ask about Lao Jiang's affairs. You can make requests to him, he knows his limits."
The blood on Zhang Nianzu's forehead continued to seep out, and he would reach out to wipe it off after a while. Xu Xiaofeng said softly, "Should we go to the hospital first?"
"No need."
Xu Xiaofeng took out a handkerchief, hesitated for a moment, and then handed it to Zhao Meier: "Please bandage him."
Zhao Meir took the handkerchief and carefully reached her hand from the back seat to Zhang Nianzu's wound. The blood was warm to the touch, and she shivered with fear.
"Let me do it, I'm so clumsy." Zhao Weiming pressed the wound with one hand through the handkerchief, and with the other hand he dug out half a roll of tape from the storage compartment, tore it off and wrapped it around Zhang Nianzu's head twice, and that was it.
