Divorced, still making trouble?

It has been a week since the two of them arrived in country F, a strange country.

Ji Mingzhe had been suffering from repeated fevers, and the illness was so aggressive that Uncle Liu saw him weaken rapidly, so he couldn't help but want to send him to the hospital or contact Qiu Ye.

But Ji Mingzhe stopped him.

He will definitely not contact Qiu Ye again, and when he goes to the hospital, he will leave a record of his visits. It is better to be careful in this place where dragons and tigers hide.

Uncle Liu had no choice but to go to a local private clinic to find a doctor, but they were not familiar with this place, so it took him a lot of effort to find a doctor who was willing to make outpatient visits to see Ji Mingzhe.

"Master, the doctor said that you must be on an IV, and medicine alone won't help."

Ji Mingzhe nodded and looked at the foreign doctor who was mixing medicine at the table and winked at Uncle Liu.

Uncle Liu understood, and then walked over and stood aside, staring at every medicine in the doctor's hands calmly. This place is too dangerous for them, and precautions are indispensable.

After the IV was put on, the doctor left a few western medicines to swallow, and then asked Uncle Liu to charge a sky-high price for his visit, happily saying that he would come back tomorrow.

Uncle Liu sent him out, and when he came back, he said to Ji Mingzhe who was sitting by the bed, "Master, you need to eat something, I'll buy you some porridge or if you want to eat, I'll buy it."

"Porridge is fine." Ji Mingzhe looked out the window and said.

Uncle Liu took his wallet and planned to go downstairs, but when he was about to leave, he couldn't help but look back at his young master.

After coming here, they didn't stay in a hotel, but rented a single two-story small building. The small building is a little crude, but the advantage is that it has good lighting. A large area of ​​sunlight shines in through the clear window panes, and all of them are sprinkled on the ground. On Ji Mingzhe.

Ji Mingzhe squinted his eyes slightly. It was not a comfortable and enjoyable gesture, but rather exhausted and weak. In just a few days, his whole body became visibly thinner, and his face under the sun was so pale that it was almost transparent.

Uncle Liu was suddenly a little scared. He was afraid that the person who had been holding on all this time would fall down and be helpless.

He wanted to comfort Ji Mingzhe a few words, but after thinking about it, he didn't say anything, only sighed silently, and quietly closed the door.

It was the local lunch time at this moment, so Uncle Liu found a restaurant to eat a steak first, then packed rice porridge and pastries for Ji Mingzhe and returned to his temporary residence.

But when he entered the door, he vaguely felt that someone was staring at him from behind. Uncle Liu turned his head suddenly, but the street in front of him was empty and nothing was there. He looked around vigilantly, then turned back and waited for a while, but that The feeling of being stared at disappeared, as if it was just an illusion of his nervous tension.

Uncle Liu frowned, entered the yard, went up to the second floor, pushed open the bedroom door, and said, "Master, I'm back."

But then his voice stopped abruptly, and the smile froze on his face, and then his slightly fat body fell forward.

boom--

The wooden floor made a muffled sound, soup and water were scattered all over the floor, and a bloody hole suddenly appeared on the back of Uncle Liu's head. Ji Mingzhe's pupils shrank sharply, and he looked up suddenly.

In the shadows of the corridor, a young man in a peaked cap was holding a gun in his hand and showing him a cold smile.

"Uncle Liu!" Ji Mingzhe rushed to the side of the housekeeper, Uncle Liu. Uncle Liu was already out of breath, and dark red blood was slowly swimming under his neck. His eyes were wide open, and there was still a lingering smile on his face. ,

Ji Mingzhe turned him over with trembling hands. He never thought that in the blink of an eye, this man who had taken care of him like a father for many years would die in front of him like this.

"Azhe, long time no see." A gentle voice came from outside the door.

Ji Mingzhe raised his red eyes, staring fixedly at He Wenyuan who was surrounded by four or five people, walking towards him through the shadow of the corridor.

"It seems that my appearance did not make you happy."

Ji Mingzhe heard the other party say that his body trembled uncontrollably from the fear of the imprint on his soul, but the deep-seated hatred made his eyes surge with hostility, as if he wanted to eat people.

"Still so bad." He Wenyuan bent down without fear, and reached out to touch his face.

Ji Mingzhe swung his arm away suddenly, and the knife hidden in his hand slashed towards the throat of the person in front of him with a mighty force, but someone was faster than him.

The bullet from the tranquilizer gun hit him in the shoulder, and at the same time his wrist was grabbed by He Wenyuan in front of him.

"With such a disease, how can I have the strength to kill me." The other party said with a smile.

Ji Mingzhe's body collapsed, and He Wenyuan caught him. Before he lost consciousness, he heard the other party's deep voice piercing into his ears like a cold snake, "After running for so many years, it's time to come back to me."

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"Little Azhe, I will come back, you can't run away."

People's shouts and distant gunshots mingled together, and Ji Mingzhe was dragged forward by two bodyguards, one on the left and one on the right.

"Hurry up, the police are here, don't waste time!"

Hearing the urging of the two men, Ji Mingzhe didn't show any tendency to speed up his feet. He turned his head from time to time and listened to the sound of sirens from a distance, thinking: This is the only chance I can escape, I can't do it again. tortured by the teacher.

So in the next second, he struggled to break free from the grip of the two bodyguards, turned around and ran towards the nearby bushes.

"Fuck! Stop! Damn it!"

The bodyguard quickly caught up with the gun. Ji Mingzhe kept running. He knew he couldn't be caught up by the opponent, so he exhausted all his strength. The bullets grazed his scalp and shoulders. He didn't feel any pain, only the surrounding scenery In the corner of his eyes kept receding.

Hold on fast, and I'll be free, free forever.

I don't know how long it took before the gunshots stopped and the wind stopped. Ji Mingzhe ran through the jungle and ran to an open grassy slope. The sky spins upside down.

Suddenly the roar of the propellers came from overhead, and a helicopter flew over the sky. When Ji Mingzhe saw the man squatting at the cabin door smiling at him, the blood on Ji Mingzhe's face faded instantly.

The man pointed at him from a distance, and said with a mouthful smile, "If you are not obedient, I will come back to you."

Ji Mingzhe opened his eyes suddenly, sat up and held his chest and gasped quickly, because he had just dreamed of the escape scene in the past, and his heart was convulsing violently.

"Having a nightmare?" A hand next to him touched his face.

Ji Mingzhe's body froze, but he endured the fear in his heart and didn't move. He only opened his bloodshot eyes and turned to look at He Wenyuan who was sitting by the bed.

He Wenyuan was also looking at him, his eyes were calm, and there was a gentle smile on his mouth, but it made Ji Mingzhe shudder.

And He Wenyuan looked at his instinctive fear of him, smiled with satisfaction, and said, "After meeting the teacher, why don't you know how to call someone?"