Subordinate Doting - Chap 12
His eyes, which were almost frozen by ice and snow, were filled with desperate determination and ruthlessness.
He had walked the road from the entrance of Nivelle Station to the Press Department base countless times in his previous life.
He Zhuo knew how long and dangerous the road was, how many turns and steep slopes it had, where he could take a shortcut and where he would have to take a longer route, but Ji Tingyu was no longer there at that time.
The main road was no longer feasible, so we could only take a shortcut through the snow-capped mountains.
The snow on the mountain was not thick but it was extremely slippery, and the road was extremely narrow, barely enough for two tires to run side by side. If you were not careful, you would rush down the mountain and the car would be destroyed and people would die.
He Zhuo almost ran out when he skidded just as he got onto the steep slope, with half of the tire hanging in the air. He held his breath and slowly rubbed the car back, adjusted the direction and continued driving.
I can’t care about anything…
He Zhuo gambled everything he had…
He didn’t believe that if he had the chance again, God would let him die on the way to save others, and his life creed has never been to sit and wait for death.
The small stone hanging on his chest was slightly hot. He Zhuo gritted his teeth and drove over one steep slope after another. His hands were almost frozen and almost unconscious.
He had no idea how many scratches his head and face had been caused by the snow. Cold sweat was breaking out on his body layer by layer. He drove on this road for fifteen minutes like walking on a tightrope, but the time seemed so long that it seemed like a whole year had passed.
Steady, faster, faster…
He was completely focused, his heart was in his throat, he even dared to wade across the ice, wishing he could give the car wings.
Finally, before entering the intersection, in the pitch-black mountain pass to the south, two beams of light from car lights pierced through the messy snow and wind.
The beam of light came at me in parallel, gradually becoming stronger, breaking through the layers of black fog and driving out of the valley, revealing a green car front.
The moment he saw the license plate clearly, He Zhuo fell into his chair as if exhausted.
He raised his hand to cover his eyes, his heart pounding. He tried to swallow his saliva but his throat was filled with the taste of rust. He put his hand down and saw that his knuckles were cracked and bleeding.
He smiled indifferently, exhaled a puff of white air, stared at the injured joint for a while, and suddenly stuck out his tongue and licked the bloody wound.
He Zhuo swallowed the taste of rust mixed with saliva, abandoned the car, glanced at the military green truck in the distance, and slid down the snow slope with his feet.
The people in the press department fifty meters away opened their mouths wide when they saw this: “Who would take this shortcut in the heavy snow and die?”
”Oh shit! Someone jumped down!”
”This guy is crazy, he doesn’t want to live anymore!”
”What’s the matter? Did your wife run away with someone?”
”Who is his wife? She’s worth risking my life for. She must be a goddess.”
As soon as the question came out of his mouth, the next second he saw the man running down the snowy mountain towards them, shouting with a torn throat: “Ji Tingyu! Stop the car immediately!”
The car was silent for two seconds.
Then everyone acted as if they suddenly understood something: “Oh~Oh~Boss! His wife is you!”
Ji Tingyu, who had just pricked up his cat ears to listen to the excitement: “…”
”Fuck, stop the car and see what’s going on.”
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Chapter 5 I Almost Fell Down the Mountain Seven Times
Two large vehicles from the press department stopped, and Mo Moqing got off before Ji Tingyu.
He Zhuo staggered towards them and almost hit the car door.
When Mo Moqing saw him, he seemed to think he was a gangster. He paused and raised his leg to kick him out.
”Xiao Qing!” Ji Tingyu quickly stopped him, “Why are you so reckless?”
The young man frowned and turned away.
Ji Tingyu helped He Zhuo up, and when they looked up, they asked, “Is it you?”
Seeing the injuries on his body, her brows furrowed immediately, “How did it become like this? Was it robbed again?”
He Zhuo was frozen stiff, with frost on his mouth and eyes. A pair of large hands grasped his shoulders, and he took several deep breaths before he could speak.
”Director Ji, listen to me. You can’t go down this road again. There is a group of battlefield hunters waiting to ambush you ahead. The yellow-haired guy in the tavern was sent by them to test whether you are in heat or not.”
Ji Tingyu’s face turned cold: “Why should I believe you?”
He had a whole team with him and had to be careful.
”I burned their car, and the flames should still be there.”
”Xiaoqing, go and take a look!”
Desert Green jumped onto the roof of the car with a telescope in his hand before he gave the order, and sure enough, there was a faint fire in the direction of the tavern.
”I killed one of them, and this is that man’s blood.” He Zhuo untied the cloth wrapped around his hand.
”You said it was his blood, so it’s his blood? You said you burned the car, so it’s you who burned it?” Meng Fan asked with a pale face and trembling, “What if you are in cahoots with them and deliberately acted to lure us into a trap?”
He Zhuo didn’t even look at him, as if he had expected it, and calmly took out the photo of Jack and Laji.
Everyone thought he would say something like: Do you believe me now?
Unexpectedly, he looked at Ji Tingyu and asked seriously, “This is the person who touched your butt, right?”
Ji Tingyu sneered: “Why? Do you want me to thank you?”
Stop pretending, you want to touch him more than he does.
”No need, this is what I should do.” He Zhuo smiled like a human being.
“…”
The team members were dumbfounded. They didn’t know what the two of them were doing in such a critical moment. Flirting?
Desert Green hung his head and pulled his waist chain into a mess.
Only Meng Fan had an absurd and outrageous illusion – he felt as if this man was trying to take credit from their boss!
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”Time is urgent, let’s get on the bus first. We can’t go this way anymore, take Line 2.”
Ji Tingyu was not panicked. He dragged He Zhuo into the car and asked the team members to contact the base and prepare for defense.
