Chapter 183 Rolling Eyes

Just as Ye Fan regained consciousness, he felt the excruciating pain of his fractured fingers, and his face instantly twisted and distorted.

Jiang Chenfeng nodded and said, "Since we've confirmed the direction, let's get down the mountain as quickly as possible! Once we're down the mountain, there won't be any more of these muddy roads, and it will be smooth sailing all the way back!"

The three of them returned to the car.

Zhao Zhuo started the off-road vehicle.

However, as soon as he started it, he discovered that no matter how hard he pressed the accelerator, it wouldn't move at all!

"What's wrong?"

Jiang Chenfeng asked.

Zhao Zhuo got out of the car to check the rear right wheel, returned with an ugly expression, and said, "Mr. Jiang, the rain is too heavy, the soil on the ground has turned soft, and our rear wheel is stuck in the mud!"

"Try again! It can't be that unlucky, are we really going to get stuck here?" Lan Xiaodie said worriedly.

Zhao Zhuo got back into the driver's seat, started the off-road vehicle, and pressed down hard on the accelerator.

The off-road vehicle shook a few times.

But the rear wheels were digging frantically into the mud, causing mud to fly everywhere beneath them!

Ye Fan, who had just pulled his thigh out from under the wheel, was completely covered in the mud kicked up by the wheels.

He had almost become a mud man!

Even his mouth was full of mud, leaving him completely unable to speak.

"It still won't work!" Zhao Zhuo sighed helplessly.

Lan Xiaodie pursed her lips and said, "Are we really going to have to spend the night in the mountains today?"

Jiang Chenfeng thought for a moment and suggested, "Zhao Zhuo, you go down and put some branches under the wheels to see if that helps!"

"Alright!"

Zhao Zhuo got out of the car again.

He went to the rear wheel of the car, casually picked up a large piece of wood covered in mud, and placed it under the wheel.

After he returned to the driver's seat, he started the car again.

The wheel frantically ground against that piece of wood, causing Ye Fan, who had just fainted, to be jolted by the pain.

It turned out that wasn't some large piece of wood covered in mud, but his other thigh!

"Still not working?"

"I'll go get some more wood!"

Zhao Zhuo got out of the car.

Just as he was about to go get more wood, he discovered a mud-covered figure near the rear wheel.

Seeing the figure still struggling to crawl, Zhao Zhuo was genuinely startled and immediately pounded frantically on the rear car window.

Jiang Chenfeng rolled down the rear window and frowned, asking, "What's wrong?"

"Mr... Mr. Jiang! There's a ghost!" Zhao Zhuo was scared pale, pointing at the rear wheel.

Jiang Chenfeng looked down and said irritably, "Ghost my ass! That's a person!"

Zhao Zhuo looked down tremblingly, and only after confirming it was a person did he let out a long sigh of relief.

Thinking that he had been so scared by a person, ruining his image in Mr. Jiang's eyes, Zhao Zhuo was suddenly furious and gritted his teeth, saying, "Mr. Jiang, I think this guy is trying to pull a scam, I'll break his legs right now!"

"Are you kidding me? In these remote mountains, who the hell would be crazy enough to come here to pull a scam?"

"Then... then why is he lying under our wheel?"

"Who knows? Maybe he's a good Samaritan who saw our wheel stuck and wanted to give us a hand?"

Jiang Chenfeng opened the car door and crouched down to examine the person's face.

After wiping the mud off Ye Fan's face, Jiang Chenfeng's expression suddenly changed, and he exclaimed, "Ye Fan?!"

The system had already transmitted Ye Fan's appearance, along with the plot, into his brain.

Seeing that the mud man on the ground was Ye Fan truly surprised Jiang Chenfeng.

What was going on?

How could Ye Fan be here?

Jiang Chenfeng examined him carefully and said in horror, "This guy's legs have both been broken, and his injuries are extremely severe; this is truly ruthless!"

Zhao Zhuo swallowed hard and asked, "That ruthless? Who would be so vicious?"

"Several of his fingers are broken too. Who on earth did this?"

Jiang Chenfeng's expression became grave; he rubbed his chin, feeling uneasy.

The person capable of injuring Ye Fan like this is probably no ordinary person!

What on earth happened?

Did the plot change again?

Or perhaps, this seriously injured guy in front of him isn't actually the protagonist Ye Fan at all?

Surely not!

How could the protagonist Ye Fan end up in such a state?

Zhao Zhuo, seeing Ye Fan's miserable state, also shook his head repeatedly and said, "This is really too ruthless! Breaking someone's legs is one thing, but to actually break their fingers too."

"Could that brutal guy still be in this forest? Mr. Jiang, we should leave quickly! If that culprit hasn't left yet, we'll be in danger!"

Ye Fan had regained consciousness.

He heard Jiang Chenfeng and Zhao Zhuo's words, and he almost died of anger!

Lan Xiaodie asked, "Mr. Jiang, what should we do? Should we take him with us?"

Jiang Chenfeng shook his head and said, "No! We don't have enough space in the car."

"The passenger seat..." Zhao Zhuo replied.

"The passenger seat won't work! He can't move his body right now, or his injuries will get worse! Let's just leave him here to fend for himself!" Jiang Chenfeng said.

Regardless of whether this guy in front of him was the protagonist Ye Fan or not, Jiang Chenfeng dared not take him with them.

If it weren't for Zhao Zhuo and Lan Xiaodie being here, he would have wanted to just finish this guy off right then and there.

Better to kill the wrong person than to let one slip away!

This is the protagonist!

An existence born to be his enemy!

The two sides weren't just having a petty squabble, but were true mortal enemies.

"How about we tie him to the roof of the car? The rain can help wash the mud off his body!" Zhao Zhuo suggested.

"Are you going to pay for the car wash when we get back?" Jiang Chenfeng asked.

Zhao Zhuo coughed lightly and continued to suggest, "Then let's find a rope, tie his hands, and drag him behind our car!"

Jiang Chenfeng looked at Zhao Zhuo and fell silent.

You should be the one sitting on the King of Hell's throne!

"Let's do as you said!" Jiang Chenfeng nodded in agreement.

Zhao Zhuo immediately went to the trunk, preparing to find a rope.

But his foot slipped.

His right foot kicked directly into Ye Fan, sending him rolling down the mountain.

"Ah, this..."

Zhao Zhuo quickly grabbed the car body to steady himself, and looking at Ye Fan rolling down the mountain, he scratched the back of his head.

Jiang Chenfeng and Lan Xiaodie stared at each other, then shrugged and said, "Good! We even saved the rope!"

"Should we report this to the Officer?" Zhao Zhuo hesitated.

"Go ahead! As soon as the Officer arrives, they'll arrest you first and convict you!" Jiang Chenfeng rolled his eyes.

Zhao Zhuo was instantly panicked and asked tremblingly, "Why would they arrest me?"

"You kicked someone down the mountain; even if it wasn't intentional, it's still the crime of causing death by negligence. You won't be able to escape three to ten years in prison!"

"Mr. Jiang, save me!" Zhao Zhuo said with a mournful face.

Jiang Chenfeng returned to the back seat of the car and said, "Save you my ass! Get in the car and let's go home; we haven't met anyone!"

Zhao Zhuo seemed to understand something and nodded repeatedly, saying, "Yes, yes, yes! We haven't met anyone, and I definitely didn't kick a mud man down the mountain."