Driving in the bus on the country road.

Datun hugged Abao, who was sitting in the outer seat, and put his hands up and down.

"Get out of here, you bastard! How dare you touch me? My mother, believe it or not, I cut the things under you." Abao slapped Datun in the face.

With a very loud noise, the myopic glasses on his nose were almost pulled out.

The other prisoners burst into laughter.

"Is that!" Datun covered his cheeks, his face twisted a little. He said, "It's wild enough, but I, Datun, like this kind of woman!"

After saying that, he suddenly grabbed Abao's neck.

Abao struggles endlessly.

"Let me go...uh...let go..."

Datun laughed lewdly.

The other prisoners also laughed, no one dissuaded them.

Datun is about to take action.

Sudden--

A cold tube pressed against his head.

Datun stopped moving and looked along the holder of the tube, but found that it was Liu Jianming.

"Let go!" Liu Jianming's tone was very cold.

Datun smiled and let go of his hand.

"Cough! Cough!" Abao coughed while covering his neck.

Next, hulala!

Four people stood up from other seats and drew their guns and pointed them at Liu Jianming.

Whoosh!

Song Zihao also stood up and pulled out his gun and pointed it at the people who were pulling out the gun.

Datun looked over, staring at Liu Jianming's eyes under his glasses and said, "Brother, don't worry about this. I treat you as my own person, just a hostage, and it's not a big deal to play with it. Don't hurt the harmony for a trivial hostage."

Liu Jianming said: "I don't care about the others, but I'm sure she is."

After hearing this, Abao's face immediately turned red and he secretly glanced at him.

"Haha!" Datun laughed and asked, "Is she your Mazi?"

"No." Liu Jianming said.

After hearing this, Abao felt a little disappointed again on his face.

"Then are you? Why are you meddling for something else?" Datun yelled.

Liu Jianming's expression remained unchanged and said, "I'll just take care of it. Also, I don't like people pointing guns at me. I can't guarantee what consequences will be later."

"You!" Datun's chest was swaying rapidly.

"Datun!" Dasha suddenly started to sniff in front and ordered: "Let your man put his gun down, do you hear it?"

"Dasha, please judge it! I'm blamed him for this? This turtle is hostage to me." Datun looked dissatisfied.

"Datun, I don't want to say it again." The flesh on Dasha's face trembled.

At least eight people in the seats were placed in their arms or waists.

"Bah! The turtle is raised! Let's take a look!" Datun spitted a mouthful of phlegm on the ground, and then ordered his men, "Put the gun away, sit down."

The four men put away their guns and sat down.

Liu Jianming's muzzle also left Datun's head.

Song Zihao also put away his gun and sat down.

Dasha said to Datun: "Datun, you should take care of your lower body first. When we get on the boat safely, I will take care of how many women you want, and I am afraid that you will not be able to hold on then."

"Dasha, just say this to you." Datun reluctantly walked towards his seat.

Liu Jianming also put away his gun and sat down again.

Dasha said again, "Also, Brother Li is our benefactor. Without him, don't talk about you, Datun, no one here can come out. Brother Li's words are mine. I hope everyone can have a sense of mind, and people in the martial arts world should not forget their roots when doing things."

"I know." Datun mumbled and walked to the seat and sat down. "Brothers, I'll have a chance to perform a small movie for you in the future."

A burst of laughter broke out around.

Amid the laughter, Abao pushed Liu Jianming, who was sitting in front of him, and whispered: "Thank you."

Liu Jianming turned his head and smiled, saying, "You want to thank me more than that?"

Abao blushed a little.

"Okay, don't worry, with me here, no one can touch you." Liu Jianming said.

"Yes." Abao nodded gently.

Liu Jianming turned his head and put his head on the seat and closed his eyes.

...

Although the road conditions on the rural road were not very good, fortunately, there was no interception along the way.

Soon, the bus arrived at Pengjiawan and stopped.

Some people went down to the dock to watch and wait for the boat, while some people stayed in the car to take hostages to prevent emergencies.

But everything went well.

"Boss, Boss, the boat is here!"

A fishing boat drove over the sea. After the shore, it was the people on the boat that we had already contacted.

"Get out, get off. Get on the boat!"

Dasha waved to greet him.

"oh!"

All the prisoners rushed down and ran to the dock to board the ship.

Apart from the remaining hostages, only Liu Jianming and Song Zihao were left on the bus.

Liu Jianming, Song Zihao, and Dasha stood outside the car.

Dasha pulled Liu Jianming aside and said privately: "Brother, you really don't go with us? You really have no future with Song Zihao. His position has been taken away by someone long ago. You and him... Alas, it's really dangerous... Brothers are not worth it for you."

"Brother Dasha, I still say the same thing. Everyone has their own ambitions. Some things must be done and there is no choice. So, there will be a date later." Liu Jianming made a clasping gesture to him.

"Okay, there will be a date later. But I welcome you at any time. If... remember to come to me one day." Dasha said that, patted Liu Jianming on the shoulder and walked away. Her back became farther and farther away, and she got on the fishing boat with other prisoners.

A stream of black smoke emerged from the fishing boat and gradually drove away from the dock.

Song Zihao walked to Liu Jianming and asked, "What should we do?"

"Don't be anxious." Liu Jianming smiled mysteriously.

He knew what Song Zihao meant. Dasha and the others had a boat evacuated, so how could they run on the road with their legs?

The very introverted smile on Liu Jianming's face made Song Zihao confused for a moment.

While Song Zihao was still watching around, suddenly—

A sound of motor came from afar.

The motor sound gradually went from far to near.

In view is a man riding a motorcycle in a helmet.

Song Zihao's eyes lit up.

Liu Jianming had already stood in the middle of the road, raised his gun and shouted: "Robbery!"

The knight hurriedly stopped the motorcycle and raised his hand to leave his mount.

Liu Jianming smiled at Song Zihao and said, "Isn't this happening?"

Song Zihao gave a thumbs up, "You really are!"

"Let's go!" Liu Jianming honestly and unceremoniously stepped onto the motorcycle, and Song Zihao sat behind.

Liu Jianming grabbed the grip, and a stream of smoke came out of the exhaust pipe. The motorcycle drove two people away quickly.

After the motorcycle could no longer be seen in his sight, the knight standing by the road took off his helmet on his head and revealed his face.
Chapter completed!