Lei Huaer killed two of them in one stroke. Two of the remaining four turned their heads and shot at Lei Huaer wildly.

The remaining two rushed towards the injured Wang Lang.

After a simple code communication just now, Wang Lang used himself as bait to attract all the opponent's firepower. Wang Lang relied on his ability to avoid bullets and jumped out, which indeed attracted the firepower of the opponent's six people.

But Wang Lang still underestimated the fierce firepower of these people and the firing rate of high-end weapons in their hands. He still couldn't dodge and was shot twice in the chest, one in the shoulder, and one in the calf. At this moment, blood was flowing.

Wang Lang had a lot of steel plates and nails in his body, so he did not let all the bullets go in.

I found a place to hide, reached out and tore my clothes into strips of cloth, probably tied up my wounds to stop the blood.

The sound of gunfire came.

The wall where Wang Lang was hiding was directly lost by the crazy firepower of the two people who were chasing him.

The two knew that they could not beat Wang Lang in close combat, so they stood ten meters away and frantically suppressed Wang Lang's firepower.

When Wang Lang was hiding, he felt that his back was turned and hit. His spine hurt violently, and then there was no more.

Rolled on the ground a few times.

There are walls on three sides of the gas station. Wang Lang has ruined the situation. There are not many places to hide, and the other party is still firing wildly.

After more than ten seconds, the firepower of the two opponents became significantly weaker. Wang Lang clearly heard that only one person fired and the other was changing magazines.

Just take advantage of the present.

Wang Lang suddenly started to rise, stepped on the wall, jumped for more than six meters, and his body banged at the two people below in mid-air.

A stream of blood splashed out from one person's head and fell down straight. The other person miraculously avoided Wang Lang's gun.

After changing the magazine, Wang Lang, who had not yet landed in the sky, was a bullet.

Perhaps the crisis of life and death came, Wang Lang had an idea in desperation. He stretched out his hand to disassemble the shield on his arm, blocked the bullet with the shield, and held the knife in one hand.

From top to bottom.

He chopped the man alive with one knife.

The big head flew out.

Lei Huaer was still shooting, and Wang Lang put his gun on the back, and suddenly realized that it was the cold weapon left by our ancestors who were at such critical moments.

Damn, I didn't remember that I had this treasure at all, otherwise I wouldn't have been shot so few times just now.

Carrying a shield in one hand and a knife in the other, Wang Lang chased after him and saw that Lei Huaer had already let go and was fighting the other desperately. Both of them used all their strength.

The man pressed Lei Huaer with his gun, and Lei Huaer blocked his arms horizontally. The two rolled around on the ground. Finally, Lei Huaer roared angrily, blocking his arms and holding the man's neck with one hand.

The man also pinched Lei Huaer with his hands. Both of them were spit out of their tongues pinched by each other, and their faces were bluish, but it was obvious that Lei Huaer was stronger. When the man felt that his throat was about to be crushed by Lei Huaer, he suddenly took out a knife from his waist and slashed at Lei Huaer's chest unexpectedly.

Lei Huaer roared angrily, his face turned red and ferocious, his eyes were covered with blood, and he was in great pain. Lei Huaer let out the loudest roar in his life. Lei Huaer tried hard in his hand and directly crushed the man's throat. The man's whole head turned red and purple, his eyes were filled with blood, and his tongue spit out long, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, spitting out Lei Huaer's face.

The man tried his best to pull out the knife and stabbed Lei Huaer's neck.

At the critical moment, Wang Lang slashed the man's arm with one knife, and then another knife, directly slashing the man's head.

Lei Huaer struggled in pain and sat up, and the blood on her chest surged out like a fountain of blood.

Wang Lang rushed over and hugged Lei Huaer.

Lei Huaer reached out and grabbed the bloody chest. The blood in her mouth gushed, her whole body trembling, and her throat was breathing up and down.

"Big brother, big brother..."

Lei Huaer grabbed Wang Lang's hand in pain.

"Brother is here, brother is here."

Wang Lang couldn't help but tremble, took out small lumps from his belt, and crushed them all and sprinkled them on Lei Huaer's heart, which was gushing out blood.

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, it'll be fine right away."

Wang Lang was desperately sprinkling priceless medicine on Lei Huaer's wound, "Good to find a car, then go to the hospital. Go to the hospital, you can hold on, and you go to the car."

Lei Huaer suddenly choked a mouthful of blood from her mouth, and tried to look at the distance with her eyes slanted, "Brother, brother...he...he..."

Wang Lang turned his head and saw that the person who had been thrust by Lei Huaer before was not dead, but struggled to get up, reached out and grabbed the dragonfly-like thing before. I don’t know how to slam it on it, and then I heard a sound.

startup!

"Brother... kill him... hurry!" Lei Huaer pushed Wang Lang.

Wang Lang flew up and took the man with one knife.

I looked down at the things on the ground, picked them up and saw that there was a countdown on it. There were only fifteen minutes left, and there were a few red dots on it, all of which were the explosion points marked before.

Lei Huaer over there was lying on the ground, choking with blood in her mouth.

Wang Lang ran over and hugged Lei Huaer, "It's okay, it's okay, there should be a car next to him, let's go to the hospital right away."

Lei Huaer shook her head, and blood foam was sprayed in her mouth. She reached out and grabbed Wang Lang's wrist tightly. She shook her head.

"Save Micheng."

Wang Lang's eyes turned red in an instant.

Who said that the King of Hell only cares about himself? The King of Hell of Hell just likes to be domineering in his own set. Before the big troubles, he also knew that he was concerned about the people. He would rather die than so many innocent people die in the fire of artillery. Although he was very cruel in his actions, he had never attacked any good person.

"Brother, save...save Micheng."

Lei Huaer was spraying with blood foam in her mouth.

Wang Lang hugged Lei Huaer and said, "Save, save me, wait a moment, don't talk, press the wound with your hands."

Lei Huaer twitched all over and grinned, "Brother, big brother, if, if, if I die, help me take care of our old turtle, Yaya, Yaya, and my son, tell him that he is Lei Yanwang, the King of Hell."

"Okay, you are the King of Hell, and the King of Hell will not die."

Wang Lang's hands trembled, holding the dragonfly-like detonator in his hand.

This thing is too advanced, but no matter how advanced this thing is, it will remain the same. Wang Lang still has some understanding of bomb disposal.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the wounds on Wang Lang's body were flowing non-stop. He had become a bloody person. Lei Hua'er's trembling, but the blood color gradually drifted away from his face.

Lei Huaer suddenly grabbed Wang Lang's arm, his face pale as paper, his voice trembled, and he also cried like a child, "Brother. I don't want to die outside, so I bury me next to my mother."
Chapter completed!