Chapter 842 Lin Yajing

Chapter 842 Lin Yajing

"Sister, I only drive to make some money to support my family, so I won't die for this, right?" The driver said tremblingly, opened the door and jumped out.

"Get out of the car..." Before she could react, Zhao Jianhui reached out and suddenly opened the car door, pulled her and jumped out.

As soon as the two people jumped out of the car, two figures rushed towards Lin Yajing.

At the same time, Lin Yajing took out her hand from Zhao Jianhui's, and faced the two black figures like smoke.

The three figures just left a phantom in the air. If it were not for Zhao Jianhui, but the two of them, they would probably just be confused and think that it was just an illusion. However, in Zhao Jianhui's eyes, he could still tell that those who rushed towards her were two tough, expressionless middle-aged men, holding machetes in their hands and slashing at Lin Yajing.

Alas, what kind of society is this? Why is it like filming a costume drama in a studio, with such primitive cold weapons fighting for your life?

Also, I remember that Lin Yajing seemed to be a yoga instructor. Now looking at her skills, she is clearly a practicing practitioner. The short knife in her hand is very smooth!

Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but worry about her when he saw that the two men were very experienced in using knives and their moves were extremely sophisticated.

However, Lin Yajing is obviously not a weakling. The short knife in her hand curled up into a sword light, and she could only hear the sound of "clinking" of gold and iron. In the blink of an eye, under Zhao Jianhui's gaze, the three of them had passed the ten-year mark. A few tricks.

If there was only one man, Lin Yajing might be able to handle it, but two men whose skills were comparable to hers were beyond what this woman could handle.

Unable to dodge, Lin Yajing let out a muffled groan, leaving a deep stab wound on her shoulder, and blood immediately flowed out.

All this happened in just an instant. Zhao Jianhui glanced at the injured Lin Yajing, suddenly jumped up and kicked a man away with a fierce whip leg. He paused and appeared next to Lin Yajing. A palm cut the wrist of the other waving man, and the long knife fell to the ground. At the same time, he reached out and hugged Lin Yajing's slender waist. Instead of walking down the road down the mountain, he went directly into the forest on the roadside.

Lin Yajing didn't know whether it was due to excessive blood loss or other reasons. After being hugged by Zhao Jianhui, she collapsed in his arms.

The mountains were densely forested and there were no roads at all. Zhao Jianhui hugged Lin Yajing and ran inside for twenty or thirty meters before finding a dark corner to hide.

He remembered that Lin Yajing was stabbed in the shoulder. If he held her and ran for a while, he was afraid that the knife would not kill her and the blood on her body would drain out.

"Hiss..." With a sound, Zhao Jianhui quickly pulled off a piece of cloth from Lin Yajing's clothes and quickly wrapped her wound.

In the hazy night, there was a breeze blowing in the mountains and forests. Zhao Jianhui's ears carefully discerned for a moment, but there was no sound of anyone chasing him. He felt slightly relieved, but the siren of the police car rang on the roadside. It must have been the driver who didn't have the guts to fight and called the police for his own car.

Zhao Jianhui asked Lin Yajing to lean against a big tree. No matter what the beauty is, she is still a beauty. She is standing or sitting, lying on her side or lying down. All the beauty is abstracted into a delicate and smooth curve, and then spreads out to reach the waist and hips. From this, the concrete beautification is transformed into poetic haziness, and this haziness is condensed in the curved line shadow.

Zhao Jianhui stretched out a hand and gently probed under Lin Yajing's nose, but he didn't feel that the woman was breathing at all. At this moment, Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but become nervous. One of his hands slowly pressed on the soft bulge of her left breast, slowly pressing down and then suddenly raising it.

This went on and on, and when he felt that the other person's heart had started beating and there was a faint breath in the nose, he breathed a sigh of relief, and felt the faint fragrance of his daughter coming to his face in his nose.

A tender cry sounded in his ears, and then Zhao Jianhui felt that the soft big hand he was holding was being slapped hard.

Zhao Jianhui woke up with a start and realized that he was still holding a soft, soft object in his hand, as if he was holding a ball of nephrite.

Looking up, he saw a pair of shy and angry eyes. Although the light in the forest was dark, Zhao Jianhui could still feel that her pretty face was red and her pretty eyes were full of anger.

Seeing Lin Yajing glaring at him, Zhao Jianhui was startled and quickly explained: "I'm sorry, you stopped breathing just now. I was just doing it for you...I didn't mean to take advantage of you..."

After listening to Zhao Jianhui's explanation, Lin Yajing immediately understood the meaning of Zhao Jianhui's words. Her pretty face turned red, and she bit her red lips. The anger in her eyes slowly disappeared, but she still glared at Zhao Jianhui fiercely, and finally lowered her head, making her pretty face even redder.

Zhao Jianhui only looked at Lin Yajing's shameful and angry expression, and felt extremely embarrassed. He said sheepishly: "Your shoulder was injured and was stabbed..."

Lin Yajing whispered: "I have medicine..."

She stopped talking before she finished speaking. Zhao Jianhui was confused and asked: "Where's the medicine? Why don't you take it out..." Lin Yajing blushed and said: "I have no strength, please take it for me. The medicine is..."

Lin Yajing seemed to be hesitating. Zhao Jianhui kept waiting in front of her. Finally, after waiting for dozens of seconds, he heard Lin Yajing's inaudible voice: "The medicine...the medicine is put in the necklace I wear around my neck." ”

Zhao Jianhui lowered his gaze. Although the light was hazy, Lin Yajing's snow-white neck was still clearly visible. Zhao Jianhui reached out and touched her neck, and then he discovered that there was a thin necklace around her neck. It was a thin thread of platinum. No wonder he hadn't noticed it just now.

Zhao Jianhui coughed, stretched out his hand to pull the necklace, and took it out of the deep and charming ravine on Lin Yajing's chest.

"Help me... put the medicine... in the pendant below..." Lin Yajing's body seemed very weak, and her voice was a little sad.

Taking a deep breath, he stretched out his hand and pulled off the strip of cloth. Zhao Jianhui pulled off one of Lin Yajing's sleeves, revealing a piece of white and crystal clear skin. There was a long stab wound on the round shoulder, which was bloody and bloody. It was indeed extremely heavy.

Zhao Jianhui lifted Lin Yajing's arm to expose the arm pit. The arm pit is actually the "little pit" under a woman's armpit. But it seems that most girls have this pit that is not very obvious because there is too much fat on the hands and upper arms. It is a beautiful scenery that is ignored by everyone.

The upper arms are one of the areas where girls are most likely to accumulate fat. Simple dumbbell exercises or freehand arm exercises can make them solid, slender and more coordinated. As a yoga instructor, Lin Yajing’s slim arms are equally tempting. The more hidden a woman is, the more endless temptation she can give people!

Zhao Jianhui opened the chicken heart pendant under the necklace, poured out some powder from it, and lightly sprinkled the powder on Lin Yajing's wound. The powder was extremely effective and immediately caused the blood to condense.

At this time, Zhao Jianhui breathed a sigh of relief and reached out to pull off another large piece of cloth from Lin Yajing's clothes, revealing a large piece of snow-white skin on her lower abdomen. While Zhao Jianhui was bandaging Lin Yajing's wound, he glanced at Lin Yajing's exposed belly. Under the dim starlight, her navel was small and cute, and her flat belly and belly without any fat made people think.

Just when Zhao Jianhui was shameless that he was still thinking about such a thing at this time, a "嘤咛" made Zhao Jianhui come back to his senses. Lin Yajing opened her eyes that had been closed since Zhao Jianhui started to take out the necklace. Those were a pair of clear eyes, and she happened to see Zhao Jianhui looking at her with a smile on his face. Lin Yajing's eyes couldn't help but froze, and her red lips twitched as she said, "Thank you for saving me."

Zhao Jianhui chuckled and said, "It's just a little effort. I wonder why those two people wanted to kill you?"

Lin Yajing's expression changed, she glanced at Zhao Jianhui and said, "There are some things I can't tell you. You are my savior, and I absolutely cannot let you get caught up in this matter."

Zhao Jianhui shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "In that case, I won't ask any more questions. But your injury is very serious. Do you want to follow me back to my place to rest for a while?"

Lin Yajing sat up slowly, with a smile on her slightly pale face and said, "Thank you for bandaging my wound. If possible, I will repay you."

"You are Long Lingyun's friend, that is, my friend. I don't need anything in return from you..." Before Zhao Jianhui finished speaking, he saw Lin Yajing standing up unsteadily.

"Can you leave now? Maybe I can help you by telling you." Zhao Jianhui asked again.

Lin Yajing shook her head: "I saw it just now. Your skills seem to be good, but... you can't get involved in this matter. Don't tell Long Lingyun about this matter. I'll leave first, so be careful yourself." A little..." As she spoke, she staggered into the darkness.

Looking at Lin Yajing's swaying figure, Zhao Jianhui wanted to follow him, but in the end he shook his head, turned around and walked towards the road that had just entered the forest.

Everyone has secrets that others don't want to know. If you ask them forcefully, you might make others embarrassed. Since Lin Yajing didn't want to talk about it and didn't want him to help, Zhao Jianhui decided to forget about it and pretend he had never seen her.

In the distance, Lin Yajing watched Zhao Jianhui's figure disappear. She took a long breath and whispered softly: "My identity has been exposed, and I'm afraid I won't be able to go back again. Zhao Jianhui, please bring Long Lingyun with you." …”

Although Lin Yajing saw that Zhao Jianhui was not weak, when she thought about her identity and the enemies she had to face, she decided not to involve him, an ordinary person.

But, how did she know that Zhao Jianhui was not an ordinary person at all?

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