Chapter 2 If You Don’t Want to Die, Follow Me
Lu Qian carried the luggage downstairs with a chuckle and leaned against the door railing on the first floor outside the doorway to rest for a while.
The window on the second floor suddenly opened, and an old lady leaned out, holding a piece of cloth in her hand, and shook something down with a crackling sound.
"Cough, cough, puff."
White ash, yellow soil mixed with plastic paper fell down together and hit Lu Qian on the head.
She covered her mouth and fanned herself wildly, coughing continuously.
The aunt who was dusting outside also heard Lu Qian's voice. She raised her eyebrows and glanced down, "Whose child is so blind as to hide under the door!"
Not only did he not apologize, he also raised his voice and spoke sarcastically to Lu Qian.
Lu Qian was so angry that his heart was pounding, and he was about to look up and argue.
Bang!
The window slammed shut.
Lu Qian was so blocked that he stood there, pinching his waist and gulping, not knowing what to do.
She looked down at her gauze skirt and short-sleeved shirt that were stained with white ash and sighed heavily.
It is true that good fortune never comes alone, and misfortune never comes singly.
Lu Qian dusted off the dust on his body and left with his suitcase.
Lu Qian's home is at the junction of two cities. There is no village in front and no shop behind. Even the bus only runs once an hour.
So Lu Qian skillfully found the gathering place of drivers who were carpooling to Ting'an City.
"Master, shall we go to the station?"
Lu Qian met a group of drivers who were gathered together smoking and asked.
One of the uncles, holding a cigarette in his mouth, fanned the smoke in front of him, squinted his eyes and quickly responded, "Come on, 10 yuan per person."
Lu Qian nodded and said it was not expensive.
The uncle pinched his cigarette and gestured towards the shade of the tree at the corner of the building. "Go to the black one at the corner, sister. When everyone is here, I'll help you carry your luggage upstairs."
"good."
Lu Qian dragged his suitcase and ran towards the black off-road vehicle under the shade of the trees.
Only when she turned the corner did she see that behind the black SUV, there was another black car, which looked more like a private car.
But she looked down at the dirty black SUV in front of her.
The dust on the car body was no less than that on Lu Qian's body, which matched her stereotype of racing cars.
"Cough, cough."
Lu Qian opened the car door, and the dust on the door blew onto her face. She frowned coquettishly and coughed a few times.
The situation in the car was not much better than Lu Qian had imagined. There was a strong smell of smoldering fire in the car, with a fishy and salty taste of body fluids.
The smell of burnt rubber, mixed with the scent of unburned tobacco, and that strange smell rushed into Lu Qian's nostrils.
Lu Qian's brows furrowed even more.
Finally, he sighed and got into the car: "10 yuan, what kind of bicycle do you want?"
Lu Qian huddled into the corner of the back seat, curling up as best as he could.
Although the car was already very dirty, she was also not clean and was afraid of causing trouble to other passengers.
Lu Qian stretched out his foot and leaned against the car door, trying to breathe some fresh air.
The breath of summer is always so impatient and aggressive.
Ting'an City is located on the sea, and its largest port is built in Beigang.
In the morning, when the sea breeze was raging, Lu Qian could see the port from here and hear the whistle of the ship weighing anchor and leaving the port.
“Wow—”
Before Lu Qian could enjoy this moment of tranquility, the car door on the other side was suddenly opened.
The force was so great that the whole car shook twice.
Lu Qian turned his head in horror and looked at the man outside the car in shock.
The man was tall, and Lu Qian couldn't see his face at all while sitting in the car. He could only see his cold and thin lips, and the sharp lines across his Adam's apple, which complemented his clear jaw angle.
This...this person must be about 1.9 meters tall, right?
A black vest wrapped around the man's strong muscles. His honey-colored skin was covered with a thin layer of sweat, sparkling in the sun. His dark green trousers and military boots made his powerful long legs look taller.
The slender waist was tightly bound by the belt, with a dagger and a gun hanging halfway around the waist.
Gun...gun?!
Lu Qian had never seen a real gun or eaten pork, but he had seen pigs run.
Her mind went completely blank for a moment, and her big eyes were filled with fear.
I wanted to scream, but the sound was stuck in my chest.
I wanted to run away, but my limbs were numb from the man's aura.
Sui Tang opened the door of the cab and saw the baby-faced woman huddled in the back seat. He exclaimed, "Fuck! Where did this woman come from?"
"Sui Tang, have you reached this point in playing with women?"
The man spoke, and his deep voice made Lu Qian's chest numb.
"Damn it, Cheng Yi, stop spitting blood at me. I do like to play with women, but I can't choose this time to do it."
When Cheng Yi heard that this woman had nothing to do with Sui Tang, he bent down, stretched out his big hand, clamped Lu Qian's delicate wrist, and ordered in a deep voice: "Get out."
The moment he grabbed Lu Qian, Cheng Yi frowned. He could crush this little wrist with just a little force.
Lu Qian was startled. Not only was this hand strong and powerful, it was also covered with black thorn tattoos all over the back of the hand and wrist, which was chilling.
Cheng Yi bent down, and Lu Qian saw his face. His eyes were a light golden brown, as deep as a pool, with narrow eyes and deep eye sockets, making him look cold, arrogant and fierce.
He frowned slightly, his perfectly trimmed hair hanging down beside his ears, and his silent gaze penetrated into Lu Qian's eyes through his eagle eyes.
Lu Qian was shocked. The arrogance in Cheng Yi's eyes was an invisible and extreme oppression that could arouse the submission and fear deep in people's blood.
"Yes! I'm sorry! I got on the wrong bus! I-I'll leave now!"
Lu Qian didn't have much time to sink into despair. She grabbed her backpack and nodded in response.
She got on the wrong bus.
"Bang! Bang!"
Before he could make a move, gunshots from afar pierced the sky and headed straight for the car.
"when!"
The solid car body was hit by the gunshot, making a dull sound and trembling slightly.
Sui Tang jumped into the car, slammed the door, and cursed angrily: "Damn, these bastards, do they think this is Italy? How dare they fire guns in broad daylight."
"Bang, bang, bang..."
As soon as the pistol sounded, the sound of machine gun fire fell into Lu Qian's ears along with the sound of the car body being hit.
Lu Qian could no longer control his fear, his body trembling as he screamed, "Ah!! Ugh——"
Without a moment's hesitation, Cheng Yi kicked his long legs and got into the car. He pushed Lu Qian down on the back seat, half of his body clasped over her, and stretched out his big hands to cover her screaming little mouth.
"If you don't want to die, shut up and follow me."
The voice was extremely harsh, cold, hard and majestic, and did not allow Lu Qian to have any doubts.
The man's body temperature was boiling hot, with a salty and tobacco smell that made Lu Qian's scalp numb.
Cheng Yi's rough fingers passed through the hem of Lu Qian's shirt and burned her sensitive and slender waist. The soft and private part was touched, making her response sound tremble.
The cat-scratching sound drilled into Cheng Yi's ears, and he silently frowned a little.
“Bang bang!”
The gunshots were getting closer, so close that they seemed to be brushing past my ears.
The screams of the crowd outside the car door also rang out in the chaos.
Cheng Yi turned around and informed Sui Tang: "Drive!"
Sui Tang started the car and asked, "What should we do about Huang and Shuo?"
Cheng Yi replied confidently, "They will find a way to escape."
"Bang, bang, bang..."
The gunshots continued, hitting the explosion-proof glass at the rear of the car, making a terrifying sound.
Lu Qian's heart trembled with fear, his black pearl-like pupils were gradually covered with a mist of fear, and his shoulders trembled uncontrollably.
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