Please Don’t Give Up on Me

When she saw Amina in the background, she tightened her lips and stared at Qi Yue and Qi Yue scorchingly.

Qi Yue shook her head almost invisibly, and motioned her not to publicize the things she knew each other.

Amina's eyes flickered, and she understood Qi Yue's meaning, so she lowered her eyebrows and stopped looking at them. An obedient appearance.

The man in charge of the transaction was a mustache man with a turban belonging to the slave owner. Qi Yue and Moustache chatted casually, while Lin Jing was observing the furnishings and manpower in the room.

While answering Qi Yue's various questions, Moustache led her to the counter and took out the contract.

"Please pay first, and then sign the contract. The person is yours."

Qi Yue made a look of inspecting the ‘goods’, and looked up and down Amina: “I didn’t see it clearly in the audience just now. You can bring people closer to me to see.”

The moustache waved to the two strong men who were holding Amina, and the two of them carried Amina to Qi Yue.

Qi Yue looked up and down Amina: "You said that you should be clean, free of illness, and you can't be unprovoked. Is there a medical certificate? I want to take her back to the United States. If I carry the disease, it will cause me trouble."

The mustache smiled flatteringly: "Of course there is a medical certificate! You can wait a moment."

When he looked back in the cabinet for the so-called ‘medical examination certificate’, Qi Yue turned his head and glanced at Lin Jing.

In the next second, Lin Jing suddenly moved...

The brawny man holding Amina, one was kicked in the knee, the other was punched to the lower abdomen, and fell to the ground with a distorted expression.

Lin Jing took advantage of the situation and quickly handed in the two guns and snatched Amina from the two.

Qi Yue cooperated with Lin Jing's actions and took out the military dagger he gave her in advance, and put it on the neck of the moustache who was about to press the alarm bell: "Don't move."

All of this happened between the electric light and flint, and the mustache blinked, and the sharp blade on his neck had cut his skin, and the silky red flowed down the narrow mouth on his neck.

The mustache was pale, and his limbs were stiff. He trembles with his legs and raises his hands tremblingly to show his innocence.

The two brawny men who were beaten down by Lin Jing in seconds wanted to struggle to get up, but Lin Jing didn't give them a chance to breathe. The two of them fainted without even humming.

The moustache watched with stunned Lin Jingxing as he cleaned up two burly men who were about 190 meters tall. The whole person had to be like sifting the chaff, and the words were uncomfortable: "You, you... what are you guys? people?"

At the place where he was standing, a circle of water marks slowly appeared on the ground, and a peculiar smell of human excrement suddenly appeared in the air.

Lin Jing was scared to pee the unpromising person.

Lin Jing tilted her head and said, "Withdraw?"

Qi Yue patted the face of the guy who scared the pee with the handle of the knife: "What about this guy?"

A hint of cunning flashed in Lin Jing's eyes.

Finally, the mustache was **** with his hands and feet, tape was put on his mouth, and he threw it under the counter table...

***

Amina kept wiping her tears in the car, and kept thanking Qi Yue and the others.

Qi Yue sat in the back of the car with her, took out the disinfectant cotton ball from the medical bag she carried, and disinfected the shackles on Amina's wrist.

Qi Yue can't speak Arabic, and Amina can't speak English, so Lin Jing, who knows a little Arabic, became their translator.

Amina cried for a while, gradually calmed down, and then inquired about Alia.

Lin Jing: "Alia's operation was very successful. Now she is recuperating in our medical camp."

Amina was excited, tears filled her eyes again: "Thank you so much, thank you so much!"

Lin Jing slightly twitched the corner of her mouth: "If you want to thank you, thank you doctor Qi. Thanks to her excellent medical skills, she made accurate judgments and discovered that it was a parasitic disease in time."

Amina suddenly held Qi Yue's hand tightly: "Thank you, thank you Doctor Qi! You are really our benefactor!"

Qi Yue heard a string of grunts from the two of them, and he was confused, but seeing Amina's reaction probably knew that she was thanking herself.

So she hurriedly waved her hand: "No thanks, this is what I should do."

In the atmosphere where the two were polite and happy, Lin Jing suddenly slammed the steering wheel and stepped the brake to the bottom.

A rocket fell in front of the track of their vehicle and exploded in an instant.

Although they dodged the rocket in time, the blast of wind from the explosion pushed their car a few meters away. Fortunately, this military Hummer is heavy and strong enough to resist earthquakes, so it was not blown away by the blast.

Qi Yue didn't have the slightest preparation for this sudden upheaval. Seeing that his head was about to hit the car window next to him, a large palm suddenly stretched out and placed it under her head...

Although I still bumped into it, the blessing of trusting someone on the meat pad is not very painful.

As soon as Qi Yuefu raised his head, he looked at Shang Lin Jing's concerned eyes: "Are you okay?"

Qi Yue looked at him with a complicated expression and shook his head.

Amina was not so lucky, her head hit the back of the seat hard, and it took a long time for her to hold her forehead and straighten up. When the hand was taken down, there was a slight redness and swelling on the forehead.

Qi Yue: "..."

Lin Jing coughed lightly and explained the situation: "The front has become a war zone...We have to make a detour."

Both sides of the road section one hundred meters away from the front of the vehicle have been occupied by government-armed armored vehicles and various missile teams. The sky over the entire area is smoggy, black smoke is dense, and bullets whizz by from time to time...

It looked like the situation was like a raid on the ‘Iser’ side, and the government sent troops to fight it.

Qi Yue had a terrible expression on his face: "It can only be so."

The medical camp is located to the south of the capital. It would have taken less than two hours to go down the road.

Now they must first get out of the city from the northwest of the capital, and then make a big circle down to drive back to the camp.

The road conditions in the northwest are not as simple as that of a broad road in the south that leads directly to Rome. Roads of various sizes criss-cross, with many fork roads and many mountain roads. So Qi Yue sat in the co-pilot and took the map to give directions.

After driving for about an hour, when passing by a simple self-service gas station, Lin Jing pulled over and stopped.

"There are still two or three hours away. The oil may not be enough." Lin Jing finished speaking and got out of the car to refuel.

"It just so happens. I'll go to the toilet." Qi Yue also got out of the car.

Next to the gas station is a local fast food restaurant, Qi Yue walked into the fast food restaurant. There is only one long beard in the store, and a middle-aged man with the appearance of the store manager stands at the front desk.

Hearing the sound of opening the door, he raised his head and looked over: "Welcome..."

He fixedly stared at Qi Yue for a few seconds, until Qi Yue's back was inexplicably cold.

Just when she was hesitant to quit, the middle-aged man seemed to have been pressed the reset button, and raised a smile: "Is there anything you need?"

Qi Yue ordered a package, paid for it, and then asked, "Can I borrow your vaguely toilet?"

The man nodded and graciously handed out the key: "Turn left at the end of the corridor."

Qi Yue came out of the toilet after going to the toilet and saw that the man was facing her back, making a quiet call in Arabic.

Qi Yue stepped forward and put the key on the counter.

Seeing her back, the man said something briefly to the person on the other end of the phone, and then quickly hung up.

With his sneaky look, Qi Yue felt the strange sense of disobedience more and more.

She made a decisive decision: "I'm in a hurry, no fast food."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and walked quickly outside the store.

The middle-aged man suddenly panicked, and hurriedly ran out from behind the counter: "Eh eh eh, don't go, it will be done soon!"

Qi Yue turned a deaf ear and opened the door.

She walked quickly to Lin Jing who was still cheering.

Seeing her look in a hurry, Lin Jing asked in doubt: "What's the matter?"

Qi Yue: "Let's go quickly. This place is not right."

When Lin Jing just wanted to ask what was wrong, he suddenly caught a cold and enchanting red in his eyes, and silently slid towards Qi Yue's heart. Lin Jing rushed over and hugged Qi Yue without thinking, and in the next second he heard a very light pop, as if a bee stung his right shoulder. But soon, the burning pain spread to the whole body along the wound, as if even the internal organs were to be burned.

Qi Yue took a breath of suspicion, and his hand touched Lin Jing's shoulder, which was warm and sticky.

Then she raised her eyes and saw Lin Jing's right shoulder quickly stained with a large patch of bright red, and warm blood was flowing down his arm...

Qi Yue's brain buzzed and went blank for a moment.

Lin Jing endured the nerve-racking pain from the wound, and embraced Qi Yue to the car. He opened the car door and quickly stuffed Qi Yue in, and then he quickly walked around the cab and sat in.

Amina, who was sitting in the back seat, saw what was happening outside the car window. As soon as Lin Jing got in the car, she asked anxiously: "Did you come to catch me? What do we do now? You, your shoulders, You were hit by a bullet in the shoulder!"

Lin Jing replied briefly: "No."

Can be regarded as answering her first question.

He looked cold and serious, quickly ignited the engine, and banged his foot on the accelerator. The Hummer, like an arrow from the string, quickly soared onto the road.

Qi Yue shook his lips, looking at Lin Jing's blood-soaked wound: "Lin Jing, your injury..."

Lin Jing: "Go back to the medical camp first. They must have chasing soldiers."

Qi Yue gritted his teeth, suddenly lowered his head, digging out the tourniquet from the first aid items he just bought, and swiftly tying Lin Jing. She initially observed the wound, and there should be no damage to the large blood vessels, which was a blessing in misfortune.

Qi Yue: "...This can only be done first."

Lin Jing smiled slightly: "Thank you."

Qi Yue's mouth is bitter, how can he still laugh...

Qi Yue's mind was messed up, and it took a while before she gradually recovered her calmness: "That was... a long-range infrared sniper?"

Lin Jing: "Yeah."

Qi Yue thought for a while: "No wonder...I think the manager of the fast food restaurant is not right. Feelings, he was calling to inform us..."

Lin Jing: "Very vigilant. Thanks to your attention, otherwise we might have been blocked by their people at this moment."

Qi Yue frowned: "Do you think it will be... a chasing soldier sent by the slave owner?"

On the one hand, she was sincerely discussing, and on the other hand, she also hoped to distract Lin Jing so that his consciousness would not always focus on the pain of the wound.

Lin Jing: "It's possible. But... it's also possible that it's an'Ese' person."

He paused: "After all... you have broken them twice."

Qi Yue: "You mean they found that they put parasites in the river, count it once, I admit it. Another time is...?"

Qi Yue was suddenly embarrassed: "You didn't mean you rescued me from their hands, did you?"

Lin Jing: "Otherwise? I've eaten the fat in my mouth. No one can swallow this breath."

The corners of Qi Yue's mouth twitched slightly: "Major...To be precise, that time should be counted as yours..."

Lin Jingwan: "Probably they think that if the goal is set for you, the difficulty of the task will be lower."

Qi Yue: "..."

After driving another distance, Lin Jing saw in the rearview mirror that three jeeps were approaching them at a very fast speed.

Lin Jing said to Qiyue, "Hold on to the handrails", then said to Amina again in Arabic, and then stepped the accelerator to the bottom...

The vigorous driving force spread all the way from the rear of the car, and Qi Yue immediately tightened the armrest. Amidst the roar of the engine and exhaust pipes, Hummer suddenly turned into a road monster, galloping on the road at full speed, and the speed soared to 200 kilometers per hour.

They were now driving on the winding mountain road, but Lin Jing did not slow down at all. Seeing that the curve was close in front of her, Amina, who was sitting in the back row, closed her eyes and screamed.

Lin Jing suddenly filled the steering wheel, stepped on the clutch, engaged in first gear, and underfoot the accelerator and the clutch. Qi Yue only heard the sharp noise of the tires rubbing on the ground, and when the rear of the car flung out, the car went out of the corner without a trace.

There was a cold sweat on Qi Yue's palms. She had only seen people drifting with a racing car, and had never seen anyone drifting with a Hummer. Lin Jing's series of operations are so precise that people get goosebumps.

Qi Yue saw that a car was drifting with Lin Jing in the back, but it rushed out of the cliff...

Terrible.

However, the drivers of the other two vehicles were obviously more experienced. After passing consecutive turns and turning into a flat road, they quickly caught up.

Just as the vehicle behind was getting closer and closer to them, the glass of the rear window suddenly made a few crisp noises.

Lin Jing twisted his eyebrows and suddenly stretched out his hand to suddenly lower Qi Yue's head.

As soon as he finished this action, the entire rear window shattered.

"Get down!" Lin Jing shouted to Amina, and then lowered his head.

A few bullets ‘shoo shoo-" flew over their heads.

When he just leaned over and pressed her down, he half of his body blocked her head, but he was exposed where a bullet could hit...

When Qi Yue looked up, he saw that most of Lin Jing's T-shirts were dyed red.

There was sourness in her throat, her eyes were reddened, and she stared at Lin Jing's wound...

She clearly knew that even if it was not fatal for the time being, the pain and burning sensation caused by a gunshot wound would be enough to make a normal person faint.

Lin Jing's profile still looked serious and calm, as if he didn't care about his injuries. He paid close attention to the movement behind him from the rearview mirror, still holding the steering wheel firmly with his left hand, maintaining the speed of the car, and moving forward steadily.

However, the opponent's firepower still hasn't stopped...

"That won't work," Lin Jing said suddenly, "Can you hold the steering wheel?"

Qi Yue: "I...?"

Lin Jing: "Yes, give me half a minute. I have to clean up the dog behind, because I bite too tightly."

Qi Yue: "Okay."

He took the gun out of his arms and threw a sentence: "Just make sure you don't crash the car."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly turned around and quickly opened the door of the car. As soon as he leaned out, he fired three consecutive shots at the car behind...

He didn't hit anyone, and aimed directly at the opponent's tires, one shot at a time, and no bullet was wasted.

The opponent's three tires were blown by him, and the body immediately lost balance, spinning like a top on the road.

Obviously, the second car behind did not expect this sudden accident, did not slow down at all, and hit the car in front at one end. The two cars were squeezed together by a huge force, the hood burst open, billowing black smoke...

Lin Jing sat back in the cab, closed the door, turned to Qi Yue and said, "Good job."

Qi Yue shook his head: "How do you feel now..."

Lin Jing's forehead was already covered with a thin layer of cold sweat because of the severe pain, but he shook his head firmly: "It's okay, go back to the camp and talk about it first."

With a gunshot wound, he went to the camp quickly and steadily all the way.

When he arrived at the camp, the entire back of the driver's seat was stained red with his blood.

Qi Yue's eyes were red, and as soon as he got out of the car, he hurriedly recruited medical staff and immediately sent Lin Jing into the operating room...

Zhao Tianxin rushed to the operating room upon hearing the news: "Well, what's going on? When I went out, I was fine. Why did I fall back when I came back..."

Qi Yue: "We fell in the middle of the road...Lin Jing tried to save me..."

When she said this, she was already choked.

Zhao Tianxin opened his mouth and didn't seem to know how to comfort her. In the end, he could only say: "Think of the good, at least not fatal."

Qi Yue nodded.

She didn't have time to mourn the spring and fall, Lin Jing's battlefield was outside, her battlefield was here, right in front of her eyes. She calmed down, stood at the position of the main knife, raised her head to look at the medical staff in place, and made a loud voice: "Ready for anesthesia, ready to debride!"