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Chapter 568 Good-looking means you can do whatever you want 10
Jiang Li reacted for a second before realizing that he had been tricked.

He stared at A Zhao coldly: "Are you kidding me?"

Ah Zhao spread his hands, very sincerely: "I don't have one. You asked me what organization I was in. I thought about it for a long time, and I only joined the Communist Youth League when I was in school."

Jiang Li: "..."

His eyes turned cold, and without talking nonsense, he bullied himself and rushed towards Ah Zhao.

His skills are trained in the direction of assassination, and there are no fancy postures. He only pays attention to fast, ruthless, and accurate shots.

All tricks are aimed at the key points.

Jiang Li is really a very powerful killer.

Unfortunately, he was injured at the moment.

It's a pity that his opponent is Ah Zhao who cheated.

When Azhao's lace-gloved hand was pressed on the car with one hand, Jiang Li's face was already frighteningly pale.

The white shirt under his black tuxedo was already soaked with blood.

"Don't move." Ah Zhao sighed.

"You and I are not enemies. If you want to survive, just get in the car obediently and follow me."

Jiang Li was silent for a moment, let go of the hand that was holding A Zhao's wrist, and got into the car silently.

As long as life is still alive, everything can be temporarily compromised.

This is his life rule.

As a new driver without a driver's license, Ah Zhao drove the car all the way. Fortunately, there was no traffic police on the road at this time. After rushing all the way to the urban area, Ah Zhao found a remote place without monitoring and stopped the car. , she put on a black top hat on her head and helped Jiang Li out of the car.

The two walked for a while before Ah Zhao hailed a taxi.

Jiang Li lost a lot of blood at the moment, and he had already begun to lose his footing.

Fortunately, Ah Zhao was strong enough to grab his arm and let someone lean on him.

To outsiders, this looks like an intimate couple.

The taxi driver looked at them with hesitation.

Ah Zhao explained: "My husband and I went to a masquerade party, and he drank too much, and we were about to go back."

Masquerade?

No wonder.

The driver put down his guard and let the two get into the car.

It was already eleven o'clock in the evening when the two of them tossed all the way and arrived at A Zhao's house.

Ah Zhao turned on the light and put the person on the sofa in the living room.

She took off the manners and the wig from her head, and threw away the gloves.

Jiang Li has been sitting quietly on the sofa.

"Take off your clothes." Ah Zhao said.

Jiang Li looked up at her slowly, and said in a low voice, "I can't satisfy you now."

Ah Zhao: "..."

She gritted her teeth angrily, reached out and pressed down on his stomach.

Jiang Li snorted suddenly.

A Zhao sneered: "It seems that your injury is not too serious, and you still have the heart to think about these things."

Jiang Li slowly raised his hand and took off his coat. The snow-white shirt was already stained red with blood, which was shocking to watch.

Ah Zhao went into the room and brought over the medicine box he bought yesterday.

She cut Jiang Li's shirt and looked at the bullet wound on his abdomen.

"The bullet in the wound needs to be taken out. I don't have anesthesia here." She said calmly.

Jiang Li closed his eyes slightly: "Why did you save me?"

A Zhao glanced at him, and made a fuss casually: "You are very much like an old friend of mine."

An old friend?

Jiang Li was taken aback.

He couldn't remember anything from the past, so he couldn't judge whether A Zhao's words were true or not.

But this woman is currently not hostile to herself.

After confirming this, he closed his eyes in peace, surrounded by great exhaustion and pain, and instantly fell into a coma.

But the next moment, the severe pain woke him up from the coma.

(End of this chapter)