The dense and fierce gunshots came one after another, like exploding firecrackers, which made people uneasy.
However, the gunfire only lasted less than ten seconds before it completely lost its movement.
Stopped?
No sound?
Han Xiaoyi panicked——
She hid in this dilapidated garage. The space was small, damp, and had a strong musty smell. Although she was in a very difficult situation, she kept listening to what was going on outside.
The initial gunfire was short and abrupt, without any rhythm, but it gave Han Xiaoyi a safety reminder.
Lin Ze is fine.
He must be fine.
If something happens to him, no more shots will be fired.
But now - when a burst of continuous and intensive gunfire sounded and then completely lost its movement, Han Xiaoyi couldn't sit still.
Was there a fierce gun battle just now?
Lin Ze——Has he been killed by the burst of gunfire outside?
Han Xiaoyi's eyes were red.
She didn't know Lin Ze's situation at the moment, but she didn't dare to leave this relatively safe garage casually. Lin Ze once confessed that he could die, but she couldn't.
Although Han Xiaoyi didn't care about it, she didn't dare to go out rashly. She couldn't be sure of the situation outside, and she didn't know if Lin Ze was really in trouble. If her recklessness caused trouble or even fatal injury to Lin Ze
, she will regret it for the rest of her life.
Wait another five minutes——
If he doesn't come within five minutes, it means that something is very likely to happen to him!
The fierce and continuous gunfire just now was probably the last battle. Is the gunman dead? Where is Lin Ze? Is he safe?
Time passed minute by minute. Han Xiaoyi, who had always felt that time was fleeting like a dog, suddenly realized that five minutes was really long, as long as a century or a lifetime.
finally.
When Han Xiaoyi made up her mind and prepared to go out to look for Lin Ze, the rolling shutter door was opened.
Han Xiaoyi's heart trembled and twitched violently.
The door is open!
Is it Lin Ze?
Or those scary gunmen?
Countless thoughts suddenly appeared in Han Xiaoyi's mind. Finally, when she opened her eyes hard and tried to see clearly the man standing at the door, the other man uttered a word in exhaustion.
"It's me."
There was a flickering firework at the corner of this man's mouth, and bursts of green smoke came out. There was a rather ferocious smell in the dark environment.
The man's hands were hanging down weakly. Looking down his arms, you could clearly see blood pouring out from his fingertips.
This man's face was horribly pale. There were a lot of beads of sweat on his forehead, face, and body, which had soaked his thin white shirt. It was as if it was a hot summer, not a snowy winter.
This man—who is it if he isn’t Lin Ze?
"What's wrong with you?" Han Xiaoyi rushed forward in two steps and asked eagerly through a glimmer of light coming from the distance. "Have you been shot?"
His white shirt was soaked with sweat—and stained bright red with blood!
Blood was flowing on his sleeves, arms, and body.
When Han Xiaoyi approached the man who had killed more than a dozen top-notch gunmen by himself, he immediately became confused.
The man took a deep drag on the cigarette, grinned, and forced out a smile that was uglier than crying, and said with all his strength, "I can't die."
Han Xiaoyi's tears could no longer be held back and flowed out of her eyes, wetting her pink cheeks. However, those slightly red and swollen beautiful eyes looked at the man in front of her with a straight back and heartache.
She was about to say something, but her cold little hand was pulled by Lin Ze's sticky, rough palm stained with blood: "Follow me."
Lin Ze endured the severe pain from the wound and the gradual paralysis of his body, and managed to find an unoccupied residence. He pried open the door and did not even dare to turn on the light. After he surveyed the surrounding situation, he sat down feebly.
On the sofa, he said weakly: "There are still a group of gunmen coming here."
However, Han Xiaoyi seemed not to have heard anything. She squatted on the side of Lin Ze's legs and said with tears streaming down her face: "You were injured so badly and lost so much blood. If you don't go to the hospital for treatment, you will die!"
"It's okay." Lin Ze shook his head feebly, forced a smile on his pale face, and said, "Do you have your phone with you?"
When Han Xiaoyi heard this, she quickly searched her body. After a minute, she said uncomfortably: "Maybe she fell off the car."
"My battery is out." Lin Ze spat out with all his strength and cursed. "Damn, Apple phones are really cheating."
"Then what should we do now?" Han Xiaoyi asked. But her eyes stayed on Lin Ze's wounds that were bleeding out, and her tears were like broken pearls.
"Look for a medicine box in the house." Lin Ze lit a cigarette again, threw it into his mouth, and let the cigarette burn on its own.
"good!"
Han Xiaoyi stumbled and searched every room. After three minutes of searching, she finally found a medicine box on the refrigerator in the kitchen. When she opened it, she saw that all the tools were complete. But she didn't understand that Lin Ze suffered a gunshot wound.
, even if there is a medicine box, what is its use?
Hastily taking the medicine box to Lin Ze, she asked seriously: "What are you going to do?"
Lin Ze blew out a puff of smoke and said with difficulty: "Close all the curtains."
Han Xiaoyi followed Lin Ze's instructions. A minute later, when she returned to Lin Ze, she found that he had already started to take action——
The knife's edge glowed with a cold light and was filled with the pungent smell of blood. He held it in his hand and was disinfecting it with an alcohol lamp.
The bloody shirt on his upper body has been taken off, and his strong and bloody upper body is exposed to the cold air, but there are big beads of sweat on his face.
In addition, he also prepared gauze, needle and thread, anti-inflammatory drugs and other tools.
Han Xiaoyi squatted beside Lin Ze in shock and asked in a trembling voice: "What can I do?"
Han Xiaoyi has tried her best to stay calm. If it were any girl in this situation, she would probably have a mental breakdown. The fact that she can maintain her current state is already her psychological limit.
She just looked straight at Lin Ze, who was pale and covered in blood, pouting at the corners of her lips, not knowing what to do.
"Yes." Lin Ze flipped the knife and said in a hoarse voice. "Cover your mouth and don't make any sound."
Han Xiaoyi was confused.
You're going to attack yourself, but you want me to cover my mouth?
The next second - after Han Xiaoyi saw Lin Ze's actions, she actually covered her mouth.
Phew!
The blade of the blade penetrated directly into the skin, but Lin Ze gouged out and picked it up as usual. A large amount of blood shot out, and a bullet also landed in the metal plate with a crisp sound.
"Huh -" Lin Ze exhaled a breath of turbid air and murmured. "Xiaoyi, can you light a cigarette for me?"
"Okay - okay." Han Xiaoyi hurriedly helped Lin Ze light the cigarette, and then put it into the corner of his mouth herself.
After taking a long drag on the cigarette, Lin Ze held the knife steadily with his arm and stabbed it into the shoulder blade accurately.
He was shot three times, the first one being shot in his left arm. The two gunshot wounds on his left shoulder and lower abdomen were made during the head-on confrontation with the five gunmen.
Two shots.
Lin Ze only gave these five gunmen a chance to shoot two bullets.
As soon as he took action, he fired five bullets almost in succession. His shooting speed was very fast, so fast that three gunmen on the other side were shot in the head before they had time to pull the trigger.
However, after all, there were five people on the other side, and all of them were top-notch gunmen. Fighting face to face - wanting to kill them in an instant without getting hurt at all, Lin Ze had never had such a dream.
When the fifth bullet was fired, he had been shot twice.
The five gunmen fell to the ground, and two bullets were sent into his body. An ordinary person, or even a strong man, would probably have fallen to the ground on the spot.
The damage caused by two bullets is definitely not something that ordinary people can bear. Putting aside the pain and the shock caused by the bullets, excessive blood loss alone will make a normal person lose his life.
But Lin Ze is not an ordinary person. He is a man with rich experience on the spot and has been injured by gunshots many times. His endurance is not incomparable to ordinary people. As long as he still has breath, he can drag himself back from the gate of hell.
.
It relies on nothing else but faith and a man’s willpower!
Phew!
Blood spurted out, and the second bullet was dug out. Lin Ze was almost exhausted. The sweat on his body was as if he had just crawled out of the glacier, and the amount of sweat was terrifying.
"call--"
Gradually, Lin Ze's arms could no longer lift the blade. His body gradually became numb and cold. His originally dark and deep eyes also seemed dim.
"How are you?" Han Xiaoyi, who had been tense all the time, couldn't help but asked worriedly when she saw this. "Are you - you have no strength?"
"Do me a favor." Lin Ze said weakly.
"How can I help?" Han Xiaoyi asked.
"Go on." Lin Ze handed over the heavy blade.
Han Xiaoyi struggled to catch the blade and asked with a confused look: "What should I do?"
"Stab it in and dig out the bullet." Lin Ze said calmly.
"——"
"Don't be afraid. No one will die." Lin Ze said with sweat on his head. "I will really die if I don't dig out the bullet."
Han Xiaoyi bit her soft lips and said worriedly: "Be patient."
"Yeah." Lin Ze smoked a cigarette and said nothing.
Phew.
Hiss - blood spurted out, Han Xiaoyi tried hard to keep her arm steady. After about a minute of hard work, she finally dug out the third bullet.
But - when she raised her head and looked at Lin Ze with some excitement, she found that the man who had endured severe pain from beginning to end actually tilted his head and never took another puff of cigarette. The expression on his face was also...
Gradually stiffened.
"Lin Ze!" Han Xiaoyi let go of the blade, looked at Lin Ze with a panic face, and called heartbreakingly. "Lin Ze, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me, nothing can happen to you, you can't die -"
Tears rolled out unscrupulously once again. Han Xiaoyi's whole body was twitching slightly while choking.
She kept patting Lin Ze's cold cheek. The tears wet her face and also dripped on Lin Ze's body.
"What will I do if you die?" Han Xiaoyi choked and twitched. "Do you know that I don't want to live if you die?"
With her mind replaying every bit of her time with Lin Ze, Han Xiaoyi realized that she could no longer leave Lin Ze. Without Lin Ze, her life would be gray, and without Lin Ze, her life would be joyless.
Word.
The more she thought about it, the sadder and sadder she became. In the end, she even had the urge to rush out and let the gunmen shoot her to death.
"You're dead -" Han Xiaoyi looked nervously at Lin Ze's pale face, and slowly picked up the sharp and bloody blade. "I'm not alive either."
The knife stabbed her chest. She was stubborn and determined to die with Lin Ze.
"What are you doing?"
His arm was suddenly held, but Han Xiaoyi's body froze instantly.
She looked at Lin Ze who opened her eyes in disbelief. Just when she was about to shout, Lin Ze weakly muttered: "I'm just taking a nap, why are you seeking death and survival?"
"I--"
"Do you know that your action just now was very rough and almost hurt me to death? Are you planning to commit suicide out of fear of guilt before I even settle the score with you?" Lin Ze took the blade from her hand. "You are young, what are you playing with?
Isn’t it fun to commit suicide?”
"I--"
"It's not hard to tell from the way you walk. Are you still a virgin? What a pity it is to die like this?"
Han Xiaoyi didn't say anything. She just hugged Lin Ze with all her might, clinging tightly to this man who had been in danger for herself time and time again and almost lost his life.
She choked and cried.
But she cried happily and happily.
With a man who is willing to sacrifice his life for her, which girl would not be happy, happy, or cry with joy?
"Lin Ze, don't leave me, never leave me. I can't live without you, I can't lose you -"
