Just when he thought he was surely going to die, Joe saw the child shoot past him like the wind, flashing in front of the assassin. After snatching the gun from his hand, he flipped with a graceful flourish, and smashed the pistol against the assassin's head. 。,At that moment, another man wearing a mask rushed out. Before he could even draw his gun, he was struck in the face by a flying corncob thrown by Qiao Jing. 。"Bang!" A crash, and the surface was caved in. Like the assassin just moments ago, he didn't even have time to scream before collapsing unconscious. 。After easily dealing with the two, Qiao Jing clapped his hands and turned to Zhan Qipei, staring at the man's big... 。,Zhan Qi Pei's face was as white as paper, and the thin skin on his lips was even more parched. 。"Help, save me, take me to...to the hospital" 。Here in the rural backwaters, it takes over forty minutes for an ambulance to arrive from the county town. 。。