Deserted Island: The Survival Journey of a Beautiful President

"Tear it"

The machete pierced the cushion between Zheng Shiyuan's legs, and the sharp blade was less than a millimeter away from his vital parts.

As long as the knife is a little further forward, his happiness for the rest of his life will be gone.

Zheng Shiyuan fought between the two, still pretending to be calm, "If you have the guts, kill me!"

Mo Qing drew out the scimitar, "I have plenty of time to torture you slowly until you give me the answer I want."

"Mo Qing" Li Jingheng, who was driving, said, "We may be in trouble now."

"what happened?"

"There are two cars following us"

Mo Qing turned his head and looked at the road outside through the rear windshield.

They have now left the bustling main road. There are few cars on the road, and only a black car can be seen behind them.

"That car has been following us for a long time. No matter which way I change, they always follow closely. The person who came was not kind," Li Jingheng said in a deep voice.

"Can you shake it off?"

"You can try it, fasten your seat belt!"

As soon as the words fell, Li Jingheng stepped on the accelerator suddenly, and the speed of the car soared instantly.

Speed ​​through the open road.

Seeing them speeding up, the black car also speeded up.

Li Jingheng steered the car to overtake the cars in front. Although the speed of the car was fast, he still drove steadily.

There is less traffic on this road, so if you want to get rid of the black car behind you, you must first enter the main road.

"boom boom"

The engine of the car was roaring, Li Jingheng had already rushed into the main road, and the traffic flow increased instantly.

The distance between vehicles in front has also been shortened a lot.

But Li Jingheng's speed did not slow down at all, and he still maintained an extremely fast speed.

Cars that were originally driving ahead have fallen behind.

However, his driving skills are excellent, and the black car behind him is not bad, and he still bites hard.

Li Jingheng looked ahead, and the road map of this area had already appeared in his mind.

There is an intersection further ahead, with traffic lights at the intersection, and their current position is about 500 meters away from the intersection.

At this time, the vehicle that can be observed farthest ahead does not slow down, indicating that the light at the intersection is green.

If it is a red light, the cars at the intersection will stop directly, and the cars behind will gradually slow down like a domino effect until the cars within the last distance come to a complete stop.

This is also called a ghost traffic jam.

But the duration of the green light here will not be too long, only 20 seconds, and the red light is 50 seconds.

With the current speed and traffic volume, even if you reach the intersection, the traffic light will be red.

At that time, they will stay at the intersection for 50 seconds.

In these 50 seconds, any kind of possibility is possible.

Li Jingheng remembered that there was a trail 100 meters ahead.

This is their only chance to switch lanes.

A distance of [-] meters can be reached in a few seconds for a small car.

Li Jingheng had already seen the trail, but the road condition of the trail was not optimistic.

A yellow warning sign was set up at the intersection, and a construction team was working on it.

The trail is blocked!

Li Jingheng's eyes were sharp. He increased his speed again and honked his horn wildly.

The sharp horn sound is particularly harsh on the road.

The staff of the construction team were attracted by the sound of horns.

Li Jingheng decisively broke through the warning fence erected on the side of the road.

It is also thanks to him that he honked the horn in advance, so that the construction team had prepared in advance and escaped early.

"Is the car driven by that idiot dead?!" A worker wearing a hard hat yelled.

However, just after scolding, a black car drove past him at high speed and almost hit him.

The worker felt terrified, "Are all the drivers crazy today?!"

The construction trail was full of rocks broken by drilling, and the car was shaking and trembling on it, making the people in the car very uncomfortable.

Li Jingheng also had to slow down the speed of the car.

The trail is not long, only about [-] meters.

But it happened that there was an accident at this distance of [-] meters.

"boom"

A sharp stone punctured the right rear tire, which immediately deflated.

The car was rear drive, one of the rear tires was punctured, and the speed also dropped.

And the black car behind him had already followed, only fifty meters away from them.

Li Jingheng stepped on the accelerator, finally drove away from the rocks in the car, drove forward for a while, and then stopped completely.

The car couldn't drive because the black car had passed them and blocked the road ahead.

Li Jingheng took off his coat, "It seems that today's fight is inevitable."

"Um"

Mo Qing nodded, and then looked at Zheng Shiyuan next to him.

Zheng Shiyuan read something bad from those eyes, "What do you want to do?"

"In order to prevent you from escaping, I can only wrong you."

Mo Qing hit Zheng Shiyuan on the back of the head with a knife, and he has mastered this movement very well now.

People fainted.

Immediately, the two got out of the car.

The black vehicle also walked out of the crowd, a total of five people, wearing uniform black suits and black sunglasses, each holding a black short stick, looking like a Matrix.

"Why do thugs always like to wear black suits?" Mo Qing complained.

"For pretense"

"Yeah." Mo Qing held the scimitar, "How many can you hit?"

"Hmph..." Li Jingheng snorted coldly, "I can't beat even one..."

"..."

Li Jingheng is smart and good at investigating cases, but he is not good for fighting. With his thin and small body, any opponent can hold him down with a hammer.

"Then you play by ear!"

Holding the scimitar, Mo Qing rushed towards the five of them.

The five men in black suits were all well-trained thugs, and they cooperated with each other tacitly. If it wasn't for Mo Qing holding a machete and his vigorous agility, they would be afraid and dare not go forward to fight recklessly.

But Mo Qing was not feeling well either. Although the injury he suffered yesterday didn't affect his actions, he couldn't hold on for long, and it was only a matter of time before he lost.

Li Jingheng looked around, and soon he found a brick for self-defense.

"Guy over there, come here!"

Li Jingheng raised his middle finger towards the five men in black.

Although his strength is not good, it is still no problem to help Mo Qing share one or two.

The leader cast a glance at the other two men in black suits, and they ran towards Li Jingheng immediately.

Seeing someone coming, Li Jingheng chuckled, turned around and ran away.

With two people missing, the pressure on Mo Qing's side still hasn't eased.

The three of them were still not something he could deal with.

The only thing we can do is to delay as much as possible, and see if we can find a chance.

Mo Qing swung the scimitar, and the two short sticks hit the blade, the huge force made his mouth go numb.

A person next to him raised a short stick and hit him on the head.

Mo Qing couldn't dodge, he could only raise his hand to block.

The short iron stick was firmly connected to his arm. Under this blow, he only felt severe pain in his arm, and the hit part was red and swollen.

Under the siege of the three, Mo Qing was completely at a disadvantage, and there was no possibility of counterattack.

Finally, a person's foot kicked him, and Mo Qing fell to the ground, without even the strength to stand up.

And the three of them had already come with sticks.