Otherwise, dad would not be so anxious to transport oil from China to Russia.

Just as the car was about to drive to the entrance of the boarding station, suddenly a dark shadow appeared on the roadside.

Under the light, Li Lin saw a pale face.

"Ah...!" Li Lin was so frightened that he quickly stepped on the brakes, but there was no time.

The right front of the jeep hit the person and sent him flying.

Then, the jeep, which could not stop, ran over the man.

The frantically racing jeep drove for more than twenty meters before it stopped. Li Lin turned the steering wheel and gasped for air.

All the wine I just drank turned into sweat dripping down my forehead.

My entire back was wet, and my clothes felt uncomfortable sticking to my body.

"Are you okay?" Zhao Liangdong covered his bleeding forehead. The blood slid down his face to his chin, and then dripped on his military uniform.

Zhao Liangdong was very nervous when he saw Li Lin lying on the steering wheel.

If something happens to anyone, nothing can happen to me.

In the home of the marshal Li Xiao, there is only one seedling in the thousands of hectares of land. If it really fell into his hands, the angry Li Xiao might cut himself alive.

"I'm fine, I think I bumped into someone just now." Li Lin leaned on the back of the chair, without any strength in his body.

"Uh! It seems that he hit someone." Zhao Liangdong doesn't care much about hitting someone. It doesn't matter who dies, as long as the young master is fine.

"Hey! Do you know whose car this is? It hit someone? Pull over and get out! Get down!" Several military policemen heard the noise and ran over with guns in hand.

Fortunately, I saw that Li Lin was driving a jeep. If he were a Russian, he would have opened fire by now.

"Have a rest!" Zhao Liangdong walked down and walked towards the military policemen.

"I am Zhao Liangdong, the staff officer of Major Xingyuan, what do you do?" Zhao Liangdong looked at the military police.

He always felt that there was something strange about these people, but he couldn't put his finger on what was strange.

Anyway, I just find it strange!

This feeling was honed on the battlefield. Several times, it was by relying on this keen intuition that Zhao Liangdong saved a small life.

"Xingyuan...!" Several military policemen looked at each other. Anyone who can drive a jeep is not good at all.

"Go and see who you bumped into." The leading military policeman winked.

Two people immediately ran over to check on the man who was knocked away and then run over by the jeep.

"Don't move!" Zhao Liangdong suddenly pulled out the cannon from his waist and pointed it at the military police.

"Put your hands up!" Zhao Liangdong's face was ashen and he didn't even care about the wound on his forehead.

Because he suddenly realized why he looked at these military policemen strangely.

There are no bayonets on their guns!

The military police around the airship landing site always have bayonets hanging on their guns when they are standing guard or patrolling.

But these people didn't die. According to normal thinking, it was because they needed to shoot.

Because bayonets affect shooting accuracy, veterans generally do not use bayonets when firing.

Moreover, just after Li Lin hit someone, these guys showed up.

Li Lin and Zhao Liangdong were in the car behind them and had to keep their spirits up.

"Don't get me wrong, we are our own people. We are the military police at the airport. This is my ID."

The leading military policeman said as he went to dig into his upper body pocket.

"Put your hands down!" Zhao Liangdong shouted.

But taking this opportunity, a guy suddenly jumped out of the grass on the roadside.

The butt of the gun in his hand hit Zhao Liangdong directly on the back of the neck.

Zhao Liangdong's vision went dark, and he fell to the ground with a "gudong" sound.

Li Lin drew his pistol and was about to get out of the car.

The sound of a car came from behind, and Li Lin's guards arrived.

There has been unrest in Moscow recently, so Li Xiao insisted on arranging a company of guards for his son.

Whenever Li Lin goes out, there are always two cars of people following him.

But the guards drove trucks, but Li Lin drove a jeep.

The truck couldn't keep up with the speed of the jeep. The driver almost put his foot into the gas tank and was barely pulled down a short distance.

"What should we do?" When the military police saw the guards, their expressions changed obviously.

"Retreat!" the leading military police whistled, and two more people jumped out from the grass on the roadside.

Several people turned around and ran away, quickly plotting in the darkness.

Li Lin got out of the jeep and fired several shots at the black shadow.

Unfortunately, it was too dark. A revolver could hit something within ten meters, but someone like this who was twenty or thirty meters away would have to rely on luck.

In the darkness, there were no screams or other sounds, only the sound of rapid footsteps.

"Young Marshal!

Young Marshal!"

The captain of the guard was shocked when he saw Li Lin's appearance. The young master wiped off a piece of oily skin and decided not to live.

With a wave of his hand, a platoon of soldiers chased in the direction where the black shadow disappeared.

These people are all battle-hardened, and it may not be easy to escape unscathed from them.

"It's okay, look at Zhao Liangdong." Li Lin pointed at Zhao Liangdong who was lying on the ground more than ten meters away.

"Holy shit!" The guard captain then saw Zhao Liangdong lying on the ground and hurriedly ran over to help Zhao Liangdong up.

When I touched my neck, there was still a pulse.

Although his head was bleeding a lot, he was still breathing.

Thank God, this man is not dead yet.

"Fainted."

"Help him into the car and take him to the hospital!" Li Lin held the revolver and watched the soldiers carrying Zhao Liangdong into the truck.

Li Lin walked to the person who was knocked down by him!

This is a Russian woman with blond hair covering her pale face.

He was not wearing a coat and his feet were bare.

The white gauze skirt is more like pajamas than something that can be worn in this season.

Seeing that this figure seemed very familiar, Li Lin took off the blond hair covering his face.

The truck's headlights were very bright. Li Lin saw the woman's face clearly and was immediately startled.

This woman was none other than the Peggy he was going to send off.

At this time, Peggy's mouth was bleeding and her eyes were wide open. The pupils in her aqua blue eyes had begun to expand.

"This...!" Li Lin never thought that he was here to send Peggy back to Daming, not to send her on her way.

How come... I was hit to death by myself?

“Peggy!

Peggy!" Li Lin shouted loudly, but Peggy on the ground didn't even respond.

There was a huge dent in the right side of her chest, and it could be seen that half of her ribs were broken.

Her legs were also twisted in a strange posture, and it looked like they were run over by her own jeep.

"This...!" Li Lin panicked, not knowing how to face Peggy in front of him.

"Young Marshal, the man is dead. It looks like he was hit to death." The captain of the guard took one look at the body and knew that the man was hit to death.

The tire marks on her chest and thighs were clearly printed on the white silk skirt.

However, in this weather, if you wear a white silk skirt and walk outside, you will probably freeze to death by tomorrow morning.

"Go after him! We must catch those who injured Zhao Liangdong. Go quickly! Go quickly!"
Chapter completed!