"No, no, you won't die, how can you die!" Si Lian gritted her teeth and hurriedly shouted at Old A beside her: "Old A, come and help, help me carry Bing'er into the house!"
Old A's arm was injured, but at this critical moment, this wound was nothing. He gritted his teeth, pinched his arm tightly, and then picked up Huang Bing'er. The blood on Huang Bing'er was like
The connected beads flowed down from the body. Behind her, Si Lian pressed her hand firmly against her wound. Her eyes were red. She didn't expect that Huang Bing'er actually blocked the bullet for herself. If it weren't for her, I'm afraid her ten lives wouldn't be enough.
This is how it is played.
Old A quickly carried Huang Bing'er into the room, and then laid her flat on the table. The room in the bureau had already been swept away by the brothers and had become a stronghold for the brothers. Some people were huddled inside and
The opponent is engaged in stronghold warfare, and some people are fighting skirmishes with the opponent outside. These people seem to be unorganized, but due to their own reasons, they are killers after all and cannot be organized like soldiers to fight tough battles. They
Its characteristic is that individual soldiers have strong combat capabilities. One person can withstand an army as long as there is enough ammunition.
Si Lian shouted at Old A: "Get out, I want to wash Bing'er's wounds!"
"Okay!" Old A nodded, then rushed out with the rifle and continued to travel around with the opponent.
Si Lian tore Huang Bing'er's clothes apart, and the bullet passed through the right side of her chest. Seeing this, Si Lian breathed a sigh of relief. At least, judging from the current situation, Huang Bing'er shouldn't have much of a problem. First of all, the hit
It was on the right side of the chest, which did not threaten the heart; secondly, Huang Bing'er breathed and did not vomit blood from her mouth, which means that the lungs were not injured; finally, the bullet pierced the chest at once, and the bullet did not stay in the body. This is also a good thing, at least
It is not life-threatening. Si Lian happily said: "Bing'er, don't worry, you will be fine!"
"I hope too!" Huang Bing'er closed her eyes and felt as if she was about to fall asleep. Si Lian hurriedly pressed her wound and said, "Don't sleep. Once you fall asleep, I'm afraid you won't be able to wake up. Bing'er
Be good, don’t sleep, think about Xiaohu..."
"Brother Xiaohu, Bing'er likes you so much, but why don't you come to the United States with me?!" Huang Bing'er was confused, as if the shadow of Li Xiaohu appeared in front of her eyes. In fact, there was no shadow of anyone in front of her.
.She was just immersed in a vague state. Si Lian began to clean Huang Bing'er's wound and then sutured it. After a series of actions, Si Lian was exhausted.
Outside, the knife head had already climbed to the top of the tenth floor in one breath. When the two killers started looking for the target again, they did not notice that a guy in black clothes appeared behind them. The two were still searching.
Sniper target.
"You two, go to hell!" The head of the knife raised the big knife and cut off one of them's neck with one blow. The round head fell to the ground and rolled several meters away. When the other person saw this, he immediately
He bounced up from the ground and swung the dagger in his hand towards the tip. This blow was just to cover his retreat, but his real action was to take out a pistol from his body.
