Half an hour later.
The car broke down.
Chen Feng got out and took a look; the entire car body was riddled with bullet holes, and he didn't know what was broken, but blue smoke was still rising from under the car.
He looked back.
The sound of a motor vehicle came from the distance behind him.
Clearly, that group of people was still pursuing him.
It seemed they wouldn't stop until they killed him.
Chen Feng immediately opened the back car door and looked at Erma, who had already come to her senses, and asked in a deep voice, "Can you walk?"
"Yes."
At this moment, Erma had calmed down considerably.
Although she was still trembling, she knew this was not the time to cry.
Chen Feng immediately reached out and picked up the unconscious Du Lei, saying without turning his head, "Azu, Erma, if you don't want to die here, follow me. I swear, I will definitely bring you back to the city alive."
After speaking, he walked into the dense forest.
Lin Zu gritted his teeth, jumped out of the car, and limped out, supporting Erma, whose legs were equally weak, and followed behind him into the dense forest.
...
Chen Feng observed as he walked, carrying Du Lei on his back.
Before, he had only time to flee and didn't know where he had driven to.
Now, for a hundred miles around, there were only mountains and ridges.
He had completely lost his way.
The most troublesome was Du Lei.
She had blood on her, and there hadn't been time to check exactly where she was injured.
So he had to find a place to settle her quickly, otherwise she would surely die.
As for the two behind him, Lin Zu's leg had a minor flesh wound, but Erma was lucky; apart from a few scrapes, she had no major injuries.
She was just terrified.
Chen Feng's expression was solemn.
As he walked, he suddenly exited his role as an Army soldier and transitioned into the role of a Fortune Teller, gently pinching his fingers to calculate directions.
He knew how to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune.
After a few minutes of going deeper into the dense forest, dog barks could already be heard from a distance behind him.
They were catching up.
No, he had to wash off the smell of blood quickly.
Chen Feng stopped again, squinted, and observed his surroundings, then assumed the identity of a Dao Sect Leader, observing the geomancy and earth energy of the mountains and rivers with his tomb-robbing skills.
Lin Zu and Erma behind him dared not disturb him.
They could only wait anxiously.
A moment later, Chen Feng reverted to his identity as an Army soldier, turned to look at the two, and said seriously, "Follow me, we'll find a mountain stream to wash the blood off ourselves."
Lin Zu and Erma were both stunned.
Mountain stream?
This godforsaken place was covered in dense forest, and they couldn't see a hundred meters in any direction.
Where would they find a stream?
But Chen Feng walked straight ahead to the left without a word, and the two had no choice but to support each other and follow behind him.
...
Twenty minutes later.
A continuous booming sound came from ahead.
A waterfall.
Erma and Lin Zu were both dumbfounded.
Holy cow!
They found a water source so easily?
Moreover, after walking for so long, they hadn't even seen Chen Feng out of breath.
He was still carrying Du Lei...
That exaggerated?
The few of them quickly arrived at the pool below the waterfall.
Chen Feng urged in a low voice, "Quick, try to wash off the blood on you. I'll check Du Lei's condition."
After speaking, he placed Du Lei under a tree, lifted her clothes, and checked her.
The wound was below her collarbone.
Fortunately, it was on the other side, not the heart side.
The bullet was a through-and-through wound.
It was alright.
After walking for so long, the wound was almost scabbing over.
Chen Feng breathed a sigh of relief, quickly peeled off Du Lei's clothes; perhaps it pulled at her wound, and Du Lei actually woke up at that moment.
She slowly opened her eyes.
She just happened to see that Chen Feng had already removed all of her upper body clothing.
She felt cold all over.
Completely naked.
But Du Lei didn't move.
She was clear about her injuries.
So she just silently watched Chen Feng tear his own vest into strips and carefully wrap them below her collarbone.
During the bandaging, it was inevitable that sensitive areas would be touched.
Du Lei merely pursed her lips and gritted her teeth.
She looked at Chen Feng with bright eyes.
From beginning to end, Chen Feng's expression had not changed.
Resolute and solemn.
Even when he saw her body, he never showed an inappropriate expression.
This was a true man.
Du Lei's heart finally completely melted.
A few minutes later.
After bandaging the wound and putting her clothes back on, Chen Feng helped Du Lei up and looked at her, saying seriously, "That group of people is still chasing us. Can you move?"
"Yes."
Du Lei took a deep breath.
The pain from the wound made her eyebrows furrow slightly.
At this moment, even the tomboy became fragile.
But she still tried to stand up, and at the same time, slowly pulled out a gun from behind her.
Chen Feng was startled: "You have bullets?"
"Yes."
Du Lei nodded: "From the day I received the order to protect you, I've always carried a spare handgun. A total of twelve bullets."
"That's enough."
Chen Feng narrowed his eyes and directly reached out to snatch the gun from her hand.
He ejected the magazine and checked the mechanism.
Then he reloaded the magazine and chambered a round, all in one fluid motion, which made Du Lei's eyes light up.
"You... can you really shoot?"
Chen Feng casually tucked the gun into his waist: "Whether I can or not, I have to."
"Then we..."
"Not 'we'. We have to split up. Their target is me; if you continue to follow me, you'll die. "
Chen Feng turned and pointed in one direction: "Du Lei, take Lin Zu and Erma and keep walking in that direction, don't turn. Believe me, no matter what road conditions you encounter, you must find a way to keep walking, and there will be no danger to your lives."
"Chen Feng..."
Du Lei's eyes reddened with anxiety.
"Du Lei, I know what I'm doing."
Chen Feng turned to look at Du Lei, his gaze serious and firm: "I told you long ago, I don't need your protection. You don't know the real me. Believe me, I won't die. Promise me, take these two away from this mountain range. They are my people. And I only trust you."
After speaking, Chen Feng turned and quickly rushed into the dense forest.
Behind him.
Lin Zu suddenly realized Chen Feng had run off and cried out in surprise: "Feng Ge? Feng Ge? Where are you going? Feng Ge? Are you crazy? Going back?"
"Feng Ge, Feng Ge?"
The two rushed to Du Lei's side in terror, asking anxiously, "Where did Feng Ge go?"
Du Lei stared blankly at Chen Feng's disappearing figure, muttering, "He went to hell."
"What? Feng Ge?"
"Wuwuwu, what's going on? Feng Ge, wuwu?"
"..."
...
More than an hour later.
The sky gradually darkened.
At some point, a thick fog permeated the dense forest.
A group of over forty armed individuals slowly surrounded the area, with over a dozen large wolfdogs spreading out in a systematic search.
These people complained as they walked.
The mountain roads were difficult, and the dense forest was hard to traverse.
Moreover, behind them, the border defense force's drones were relentlessly pursuing them.
Behind the drones was the main force of the border defense garrison.
Once they were caught, it would be completely over.
These people had initially thought that killing a minor celebrity using a surprise attack would be a piece of cake?
They could easily earn tens of millions.
It was simply a windfall.
Who would have thought that guy would actually escape?
How many hours had it been?
They still hadn't found a trace of him.
Wasn't this just ghostly?
What kind of minor celebrity was so formidable?
In this dense, miasma-filled, beast-ridden Yunnan mountain ridge forest, he actually ran faster than the locals?
At the edge.
A brawny man carrying a shotgun cursed and walked, listening to the walkie-talkie to ensure he didn't fall behind.
At a certain moment.
Just as he walked past a tree, two eyes suddenly opened on the tree trunk.
They were bloodshot.
That was the camouflage technique of the Army Special Forces.
As soon as the brawny man walked past, a figure suddenly stepped sideways, and in the instant the brawny man turned his head in astonishment, a hand sharply swiped across.
Pfft!
A jet of blood spurted from his neck.
The brawny man clutched his neck in terror, his throat instantly filling with foamy blood, preventing him from screaming.
He staggered backward, looking at the expressionless man before him, whose eyes were filled with icy killing intent, and his heart was terrified.
This minor celebrity...
Something was wrong!
