bestfiction Chapter 133 Cooperation
Chapter 133 Cooperation
Although Zhang Jing is rather indifferent when it comes to emotions, he is not a naive boy who is ignorant of the ways of the world.
He is also proficient in poison techniques, the reason why he always loses to Lu Chengyuan in this aspect is simply because he is not as ruthless as Lu Chengyuan.
With Xia Qingluo's current level of martial arts, her physical condition should be much better than that of ordinary people, and it is impossible for her hands and feet to suddenly become weak.
Moreover, it was impossible for Xia Qingluo to be tired from filming.
Xia Qingluo could usually get through a scene in two or three takes, but they had to shoot a scene more than ten or twenty times, which was really tiring.
So, based on Xia Qingluo's description, she was obviously poisoned.
But where did Xia Qingluo go?
The next second, Zhang Jing heard Xia Qingluo's prompt on the other end of the phone.
"Actually, I think the afternoon tea at the Galaxy Restaurant tastes pretty good. It's a pity that we still have a few cakes left to eat." Xia Qingluo said.
Xia Wan'er understood and immediately turned around and called the waiter, "Hello, I would like to order some small cakes to take away."
"No need, just come over to eat next time." Xia Qingluo tried to delay time.
Xia Wan'er was also stalling for time, waiting for the drug to take effect. "It's okay, Luo Luo, it's just right for you to bring some back and distribute it to the crew. Although you may be doing well in the crew, you still have to be good at social etiquette."
The waiter quickly brought the menu. Xia Wan'er ordered five of each cake and waited for them to be packed.
Zhang Jing on the other end of the phone slid the screen of his phone and searched for the location of Xinghe Restaurant.
It's too late to take a taxi for an hour and you won't be able to catch it.
Zhang Jing was so worried that he didn't even think of calling the police. He was only thinking about how to confirm Xia Qingluo's safety.
Zhang Jing quickly returned to the hotel parking lot and ran to a black Harley motorcycle.
This motorcycle was a tool he occasionally used to vent his emotions, especially when he encountered a bottleneck in his martial arts practice and was in a bad mood, he would race on the road at night to release his inner pressure.
A month ago, he often drove fast at night because filming was too difficult and tiring.
But recently, with Xia Qingluo's guidance, his filming has become much more stable, and he is no longer as expressionless as before.
However, no one knew about his speeding, it was just his little secret.
Zhang Jing raised his long legs, sat astride the Harley motorcycle, and put on a helmet. Junyi's face was covered, revealing only a pair of deep and cold eyes.
He was wearing a black leather jacket, which highlighted his extreme muscle lines and matched the ink-black Harley motorcycle perfectly.
As the throttle sounded, the motorcycle's engine let out a low and powerful roar, like an awakened beast.
The next second, the Harley motorcycle flew out like an arrow, speeding all the way on the road.
Galaxy Restaurant.
The waiter was quick and efficient and quickly packed up the exquisite little cakes.
Xia Wan'er diligently took the small cakes for Xia Qingluo and carefully helped her to stand up.
"Lolo, are you feeling better?"
Xia Qingluo frowned slightly, his face was pale, and he said weakly: "No, I feel even worse."
Her body was swaying slightly, as if she might fall down at any moment.
Xia Wan'er hurriedly supported Xia Qingluo, but deliberately lowered her eyes, trying her best to hide the smile in her eyes.
Xia Wan'er clearly felt that Xia Qingluo's body was almost completely relying on her arms, and even she couldn't help feeling a little tired.
Fortunately, she had filmed some martial arts scenes before, otherwise she might not be able to help Xia Qingluo at this time.
The elevator slowly descended and reached the parking garage on the underground floor.
Xia Wan'er supported Xia Qingluo and walked slowly towards a Maserati.
Xia Wan'er sat in the driver's seat, fiddling with the navigation. "You don't look very well, so I'll choose the shortest route."
Xia Qingluo took a glance and found that this route was not the one set by the regular navigation.
When coming here, Xia Qingluo investigated the route from the hotel to the Xinghe Restaurant. The navigation software calculated three routes, all of which were highways.
The route Xia Wan'er indicated on her navigation included a small path.
Xia Wan'er probably planned to take action there.
Seeing that Xia Qingluo didn't say anything, Xia Wan'er started the car. The engine made a low roar, and the car slowly drove out of the parking garage and drove onto the road.
Xia Qingluo put his hands in his pockets, holding his cell phone tightly.
Fortunately, the navigation system in the car was very loud. If Zhang Jing and she had kept the call page on, they might have been able to hear the navigation system.
Of course Zhang Jing didn't dare to hang up the phone.
If he hung up the phone, he was afraid that something might happen to Xia Qingluo and he would never be able to contact her again.
He rode the motorcycle while wearing headphones, changing the route according to the progress of the navigation, and chased after where Xia Qingluo was.
The Maserati drove further and further away. Xia Qingluo pretended to be panicked and asked, "Is this navigation route wrong?"
Xia Wan'er confirmed it and said, "No problem, it's just a shortcut, so it's a bit far, but we can get back to the hotel in 40 minutes."
This road is indeed the way to the hotel. She did not lie. She just preset the navigation route in advance.
However, when driving to a remote road near a small village, a van suddenly rushed out like a beast and blocked the car.
Xia Wan'er reacted quickly and slammed on the brakes. The tires made a sharp scream on the road, and the car stopped at the moment of impact, just a hair's breadth away from the van.