Female President's Personal Guard

Chapter 19
At about nine o'clock in the evening, Zhao Long took a car and drove towards the place specified by the other party.

This is a deserted chemical plant outside the city. Because no one manages it, the reeds around it are tall.

If Zhao Long hadn't added money to the driver, the driver would never have driven to this place.

Getting off the car, Zhao Long carried the box and walked towards the abandoned factory.

The surrounding area was pitch black, and it was eerily quiet, Zhao Long could only hear the sound of his footsteps.

After walking for about 10 minutes, he came outside the factory, looked around, saw no movement, and then went straight in.

The inside is very spacious, and there is a strong damp smell around it. It should be a long time since no one has been there.

All the facilities in the chemical plant were sold, leaving only empty shells.

"I've already brought the money, how about you guys?"

Zhao Long yelled loudly, because the night was quiet, the sound could be heard far away.

"Hmm, woo..."

At this moment, a woman's voice came from the second floor in front, and Zhao Long could tell that it was Zhao Lanhua.

He strode forward, and at this moment, the surrounding lights suddenly turned on.

Zhao Long couldn't adapt to the glare of the bright light, so he quickly closed his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, there was a sudden roar from the surroundings, and eight motorcycles appeared around, and they all turned on their headlights to shine on Zhao Long.

The motorcycle driver wore a helmet and held a long knife in his hand.

They didn't speak and rushed towards Zhao Long from all directions.

Because of the lighting just now, Zhao Long hadn't gotten used to it yet, at this moment a motorcycle rushed from the front and hit Zhao Long directly.

Zhao Long was knocked three meters away and fell to the ground, and other motorcycles took the opportunity to run towards Zhao Long.

Zhao Long quickly got up and dodged to the back.

"Hmph, Zhao Long is nothing more than that."

Four people appeared on the second floor in front of them, they were the four Zheng Jinchui brothers.

And Zhao Lanhua was hung there among them, with something stuffed in her mouth, unable to speak.

Zhao Long got used to the environment and saw the surrounding situation clearly.

"The person you are looking for is me, let her go." Zhao Long carried the box and walked two steps forward.

"The day before yesterday, you were hit by a car and survived. I'm curious." Zheng Jinchui took out a knife and played with it in his hand.

"You let him go first, let's talk slowly." Zhao Long said.

"Let her go? Tell her to call the police? Tell her to report?" Zheng Jinchui laughed, and then stabbed Zhao Lanhua's shoulder with a knife.

Zhao Lanhua's mouth was blocked by something and she couldn't make a sound, she could only make a 'woo-woo' sound, and tears flowed down her face.

"You are courting death."

Zhao Long's eyes became cold. When he came, he promised Wang Zicheng that he would definitely take Zhao Lanhua back.

"You're right, I'm looking for death, you come and kill me." Zheng Jinchui laughed arrogantly.

At this time, eight motorcycles surrounded Zhao Long again. The motorcycles made a piercing roar, and thick smoke billowed from behind.

"kill him."

Zheng Jinchui gave an order, and eight motorcycles rushed towards Zhao Long at the same time. They turned on their headlights so that Zhao Long and Ben could not see clearly.

A person behind quickly bumped towards Zhao Long. His speed was so fast that he was about to hit Zhao Long's body.

At this time, Zhao Long suddenly moved aside, and the man sneered and then chopped off at Zhao Long's head with a knife.

The opponent made a hateful move. If Zhao Long was chopped off on the head, Zhao Long's life would probably be lost.

Zhao Long quickly rolled away, but the other two motorcycles hit him from different directions.

"Haha, brother, the legendary Zhao Long is nothing more than that, I thought he was so powerful." Zheng Tongchui said.

"That's right, look at his scumbag, he still wants to be a hero to save people, I think he is here to seek death."

The four brothers talked and laughed recklessly on the second floor.

Zhao Lanhua was hung there, she cried anxiously seeing Zhao Long in danger.

"Call your mother, please be quiet." Zheng Jinchui stabbed Zhao Lanhua's abdomen with a knife.

Zhao Lanhua was sweating profusely from the pain. She could only feel the blood flowing continuously, and her consciousness gradually became blurred.

Zhao Long also saw the situation on the second floor, but the motorcycle kept entangled him, and he might be hit if he didn't pay attention.

The eight motorcycles were obviously professionally trained. Their speed was fast, and their offense and defense were orderly. Most people would probably have been killed long ago.

Zhao Long was also a little anxious, but he couldn't get rid of them for a while.

At the moment when he was careless, someone from behind suddenly slashed his back.

"Look, he's going to die soon." Zheng Jinchui snorted coldly.

"We'll see what Meng San has to say when we kill this kid," Zheng Tongchui said.

"Third brother, Meng San is very insidious, let's not provoke him for the time being." Zheng Jinchui said.

"Don't worry brother, I know how to measure." Zheng Tongchui said.

Now they have regarded Zhao Long as a dead person. Although they don't know why Zhao Long didn't die last time, these are not important anymore.

Zhao Lanhua lost consciousness due to excessive blood loss.

"Brother Long, I'm sorry, I hurt you."

Zhao Lanhua thought to herself, and then she fainted immediately after her eyes went dark.

Zheng Tongchui pointed excitedly and said, "Brother, look, this bastard closed his eyes, did he give up?"

In the center below, Zhao Long stood there straight with his eyes closed, as if accepting his fate.

The other motorcyclists shouted excitedly when they saw him like this.

"Hurry up, even if he gives up resistance, we will never let him go." Zheng Jinchui said excitedly.

The eight motorcyclists got the order and rushed forward excitedly.

Zhao Long just stood there quietly with his eyes closed, and a motorcycle in front slammed into Zhao Long's body.

Zhao Long closed his eyes and suddenly ran forward, then jumped up and kicked the man's chest fiercely.

The man didn't expect Zhao Long to launch an attack suddenly, his chest was as heavy as if being pressed by a mountain.

"puff"

The man spat out a mouthful of blood, then flew upside down from the motorcycle, and finally hit a wall five meters away, his vision went dark and he lost consciousness.

And the motorcycle fell down and rowed far away because no one was driving it. One of them had no time to brake and hit the motorcycle and fell down, but he was not injured.

"Kill him." The person who was thrown was anxious, and he took a knife and slashed at Zhao Long.

Zhao Long still stood there quietly with his eyes closed.

"go to hell."

The man with the knife jumped up and slashed at Zhao Long's head. They were here to kill Zhao Long, so there was no need to show mercy.

The machete was about to strike Zhao Long's head, when Zhao Long suddenly turned to the side.The machete cut down on Zhao Long's face.

Because of cutting empty, the man lost his balance and fell directly to the ground.

Zhao Long raised his foot and struck down, directly on the man's back. The man fell to the ground with a 'bang' sound, raising a cloud of dust...

(End of this chapter)