Urban Cultivation: The master who has overcome the tribulation is reborn

Deng Yong put down his phone uneasily and looked sideways out of the car window with a bit of anxiety in his eyes.

Wang Shengyuan drove along the national highway in the direction of Yanbei District. If Liujiaba Village and Yanbei District were regarded as the starting point and end point, he would have already driven more than half of the distance by now.

Even if Cao Jinshi's speed was not high, he should have met them quickly. Just now he had carefully observed the two small gas stations that appeared on the roadside, but he did not see any vehicles parked inside.

What made him even more frightened was that he called Cao Jinshi three times, but no one answered the phone.

"Mr. Jiang, could you please ask Brother Wang to drive a little faster? If you are accidentally caught speeding, I will bear the subsequent responsibility."

Deng Yong could feel that the current speed of the car was about sixty yards, and after thinking about it, he couldn't help but said with a bit of restraint.

Jiang Ran did not speak, expressing neither objection nor agreement.

Deng Yong's heart became more and more anxious. He looked around a few times and felt Acheng beside him pat his shoulder with his hand.

He knew clearly that Acheng was comforting himself, saying in disguise not to worry, but he simply couldn't control his emotions and not think about these things.

"Wang Shengyuan, you can drive a little faster."

Deng Yong had never thought that a woman's voice could be heard so well. Yan Yuqing's tone was cold and cold, but the words she spoke were enough to make him feel grateful.

When Wang Shengyuan heard what Deng Yong said just now, although he didn't feel the same way, he still wanted to mention the convenience of driving faster.

It's just that Jiang Ran didn't say anything, and he didn't dare to make any sneaky acceleration moves.

At this moment, Yan Yuqing signaled, and he followed the trend and fully accelerator, and the instrument panel quickly climbed to nearly three digits.

The two-way six-lane has enough space for overtaking, so although there are gradually more vehicles on the road, Wang Shengyuan still maintains a speed of over [-] and drives quickly towards Yanbei District.

As time went by, Deng Yong became more and more restless. If he hadn't been in the carriage, he might have been spinning around anxiously.

Under the violent fluctuations in mood, the drug addiction that had been suppressed due to her own fault, leading to Wei Ting's death in front of her, actually started to make a comeback.

As an anti-drug law enforcement officer, Deng Yong knows very well that the onset period and interval of drug addiction are very short. Once the "false" pleasure cannot be experienced for a long time, very serious symptoms will occur.

The emotional stimulation just now can only be temporarily controlled, but it does not mean that he can ignore his body's "craving" for a long time.

Deng Yong couldn't help but lean back and lean against the back of the chair, with beads of sweat oozing out from his cheeks and temples. His left and right hands could not help but clenched together, and his fingertips gradually penetrated into his flesh.

Ah Cheng, who was sitting with him, suddenly felt that the person next to him was like falling into the water naked in the winter. After landing on the shore, he kept trembling and swaying.

The weather in early autumn is indeed a bit cool, but it is not so cold as to be so cold.

A trace of doubt appeared in Ah Cheng's brow, and then it disappeared in an instant. As if he realized something, he hurriedly turned around and grabbed Deng Yong's arm with his hand.

When he touched the other party's sleeve, he clearly felt the wet touch, which was the cold sweat shed by Deng Yong while he was constantly shivering.

However, in just one or two minutes, Deng Yong's clothes were completely soaked with sweat and clung to his skin.

"Deng Yong, are you okay?" Acheng grabbed Deng Yong's arms and shook them hard a few times. He responded with an indistinct moan.

Deng Yong's face felt like a cramp, and he had difficulty controlling his facial expressions. After someone shook his upper body vigorously, a tearful whimper squeezed out of his throat.

"No, it's fine."

He shook his head vigorously, biting his lower lip with his teeth, and soon a large amount of blood oozed out.

Even in such a painful state, he still held Ah Cheng's wrist with his backhand, opened his mouth slightly and showed his teeth stained red with blood, "Brother Cheng, can I ask you a favor?"

Ah Cheng felt as if his forearm was locked by an iron vise, unable to break free at all, and at the same time, there was a dull pain.

It could make him feel pain. You can imagine how hard Deng Yong's grip was and what unbearable pain he endured.

"Say." He seemed unaware of the pain. He looked at Deng Yong, who was shivering, and blurted out these two words without hesitation.

"Jinshi hasn't answered the phone. I'm very worried about her." Deng Yong used his strong willpower to restrain the tingling that penetrated his bones, forced his slightly blurred eyes open, and spoke sincerely.

"I just made an appointment with her to meet at a gas station on the roadside. Could you please help me pay attention to whether there is Jinshi's car at the gas station in front of her."

When he said this, Deng Yong's voice had become a little unclear, but the three words Cao Jinshi were extremely clear.

Ah Cheng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he heard his request. He originally thought it was some difficult problem, but he didn't expect that it was just a piece of cake.

However, he also had a hard time understanding Deng Yong's mentality, and he didn't know what kind of strong willpower it was that allowed him to maintain his concern for Cao Jinshi even when he was suffering from drug addiction.

A Chengyuan was not someone who was good at teasing others, not to mention that seeing Deng Yong in such miserable state, he had no idea of ​​making fun of him.

He didn't hesitate too much and patted the other person's shoulder directly to express comfort. He immediately turned his gaze out the window and observed whether there were gas stations on both sides of the road.

After a while, Ah Cheng suddenly realized what he was doing. He stared out the window and asked, "What is Cao Jinshi's license plate number and what is the color of the car?"

Deng Yong kept knocking his teeth together and made a slight sound. After a long time, he responded feebly: "She drives a white BMW sedan, and the license plate number is Yan adc0089."

Ah Cheng repeated it silently, and then nodded seriously, "Don't worry, there will definitely be no problem. Maybe she didn't answer the phone because her phone was out of battery."

He obviously doesn't have the gift of comforting people, at least these words can't have any consoling effect.

Because Deng Yong was almost in a state of unconsciousness at the moment, no one reminded him that his method of opening up people was a bit awkward.

Yan Yuqing had been running around all day, and except for what she had said before, she had basically been taking a nap with her eyes closed.

When Deng Yong first became addicted to drugs, he only shivered all over and did not cause much movement. However, as time passed, not only did the sound of his upper and lower teeth smack together, but he even neighed like a wild beast from his throat.

The sound he made could no longer be simply described as harsh. When it fell into the ears of others, it was like the sound of a cat's claws scratching glass. It was unbearable for a normal person.

The moods of Yan Yuqing and Jiang Ran were incomparable, not to mention she was already in a state of mental exhaustion, so Dai Mei frowned slightly and opened her eyes: "Mr. Jiang, Deng Yong seems to be addicted to drugs, is there any way? Help him restrain it temporarily?"