() Aza didn't close his eyes until his death. Although Wu's enemy's marksmanship was poor, he still killed him at such a close range.
The mercenary woke up faintly, only to see a fierce-looking Wu Di sitting on the ground, looking at him with interest. He was holding a gun, but the muzzle was pointed at his temple.
This moment made the man in sunglasses tense up, and then his hands and feet couldn't stop trembling. He clearly knew that the guy in front of him was such a tough person.
"Lead the way, take me back to the bull-running field, and carry my uncle on his back!"
Wu Di looked at this guy coldly and wanted to go up and slap him twice to calm him down. Just now this guy hit him the hardest.
But he was so weak that he no longer had the strength to wave his hand. Wu Di was afraid that he would faint if he exerted any force, so he could only threaten this guy with words and eyes.
The man in black clothes and sunglasses helped Yin Yaozu up obediently, and then Wu Di took a gun and pointed it at the guy's head, and they walked towards the cable car together.
There are two exits in this place. The mercenary and the mysterious man just walked out from another dark exit.
In order to ensure safety, Wu Di chose to return the same way. After all, there were police guards there, and most people went there simply to seek death.
Although Wu Dui was disdainful of this group of police officers, they had guns in their hands and there were so many of them that it was not easy to kill a lot of people.
The man in sunglasses was beginning to despair, but he had no choice. Wu Di pointed a gun at him. He still had a trace of luck in his heart, so he tried not to make a sound, so as not to disturb the evil star behind him.
Wu Di was lying in the cable car with his eyelids drooping, but he forced himself not to fall asleep. Maybe during this sleep, both himself and his uncle would die in the hands of this man in sunglasses. This guy is not a kind person.
The number of lives in hand may not be one hundred but eighty.
After finally reaching the entrance of the Bull Run, Wu Di said directly to the guy: "You carry my uncle up first, and then I will be the last one to go out!"
The man in sunglasses couldn't help but feel excited. He sensed a chance. If he went out the second time, he could use Yin Yaozu in his hand as a hostage. Maybe he would still have a chance to survive.
When he thought of this, his heart skipped a beat.
Then he pushed Yin Yaozu up quietly. Just when he was about to climb out of the cave and grab Yin Yaozu, Wu Di pulled the trigger in his hand and fired many shots at the back of the sunglasses man.
Until the revolver is completely empty of bullets.
"You are playing tricks on me, you think you have a long life..."
The whole back of the man in sunglasses was slit by bullets, and blood was splattered all over Wu Di. However, he was still killed by Wu Di. The conspiracy in his heart was not realized until his death.
"I'll beat you to death, I'll really give you an advantage!"
Wu Di spat at his corpse, pulled the guy's body down, threw it into the ropeway, and then used all his strength to crawl out of the cave.
He finally climbed up, looked at Yin Yaozu beside him, felt his nose, and there was still a trace of breathing. Wu Di felt calm and finally let go of the burdens and worries in his heart.
As soon as he relaxed, Wu Di suddenly felt weak all over, and then he became dizzy and lost consciousness.
The continuous fighting, coupled with the injuries all over his body and frequent bleeding, allowed Wu Di to survive until now, which can be described as a miracle.
But when Iron Man was still tired, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, and his head fell on Yin Yaozu's chest, and he passed out.
The two people disappeared into the pitch-black Bull Run.
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Wu Di had a dream. In the dream, countless people called his name, and there was another person lying on him crying, desperately calling his name, but when he wanted to shout out, he found that he seemed to be mute, and his mouth
Just can't make a sound.
Then the dream was torn into countless pieces, but there was always a voice, like a haunting dream, swirling in his mind. That voice kept calling his name, over and over again, hoarsely...
Wu Di's consciousness gradually became clear as these mottled dreams disappeared. Then his eyelids squirmed and he woke up faintly.
The first thing he did when he woke up was to drink water. His chapped and peeling lips shouted out in a hoarse and muddy voice: "Water, give me some water..."
"Wu Di, you... wake up!"
Yin Moyan cried with joy, a hint of excitement flashed in her red and swollen eyes, and then she lay directly on Wu Di's body and cried uncontrollably.
"Xiao Mo——"
Wu Di smiled, and his stiff cheeks relaxed a little. He found himself in the hospital, with traces of elegant white in front of his eyes. He reached out to touch Yin Moyan's pretty face.
However, he found that his arm was wrapped with thick gauze, and a hanging needle was inserted into his wrist, and he was slowly being infused with fluid.
"Little monk, I don't deserve you to do this to me..."
Yin Moyan twitched a little, Lihua raised her head with rain and looked at Wu Di, with a touch of emotion in her eyes.
"It's worth it. It's worth doing anything for you. Come on, give me a kiss to express your gratitude..." Wu Di already knew that he was out of danger, and he hurriedly became ecstatic.
Yin Moyan couldn't help being stunned, and then a blush appeared on her cheeks. She pursed her lips tightly, but did not kiss Wu Di. Instead, she sighed and said, "Little monk, dad's situation is not optimistic..."
"Huh? What's wrong, uncle?" Wu Di sat up abruptly, ignoring the hanging needle in his hand, and directly touched Yin Moyan's delicate hand, only to find that her hand was cold to the bone.
"Why are you up? You are so seriously injured, lie down quickly!" Yin Moyan saw Wu Di get up directly, her face turned pale with fright, and then she pushed Wu Di's body.
"It's okay, tell me, what happened to uncle?" Wu Di looked at Yin Moyan intently, and he felt something was wrong.
Yin Moyan stubbornly shook his head: "It's nothing. We are still under observation. You should rest quickly. The doctor said that you were shot several times all over your body and more than half of your blood was lost. It's a miracle that you survived..."
Wu Di directly interrupted Yin Moyan: "Xiao Mo, don't lie to me. Your eyes tell me that my uncle's condition is very bad and you are very worried about him..."
Yin Moyan pretended not to hear Wu Di's words, poured a glass of water from the side, tested the water temperature, and then put it to Wu Di's mouth.
Wu Di was very thirsty at the moment, so he drank it in one gulp. He felt that the warm water was like nectar, making him feel extremely refreshed.
But after he finished drinking, he ripped off the infusion tube from his hand and pretended to get out of bed.
"Why are you up..."
Yin Moyan shouted in a panic. She really didn't know why Wu Di had such a big reaction when he heard the news that his father was comatose, but Yin Moyan quietly felt a sense of happiness and satisfaction in his heart.
This feeling came very suddenly, making Yin Moyan feel a little dazed for a moment.
"Take me to see my uncle. My injuries are fine. I know my body well!"
Wu Di waved his arm. His body's recovery ability was already super strong. After a night's rest, his physical strength had been completely replenished. His whole person appeared to be full of energy and energy, and he was completely restored to his peak state... maybe
Even more powerful than before.
After all, after fighting so many times, his combat experience has become much richer, and his grasp of Ming Jin has become more precise. He feels that the strength in his body has a tendency to break out of his body...