If we hadn't looked closer, we wouldn't have been able to tell from Noor's unchanged face.
Several people arrived lightly packed, and there were some life-saving medicines for treating small wounds, but it was a bit troublesome to deal with such a large area of trauma.
The most troublesome thing is that they have no time to think of a solution. The rain has stopped pouring at this moment, but the thin rain curtain is like a sharp needle and has not stopped.
Wang Wei looked around at the vicious dogs that were eyeing them like a warning, quickly cut off the sleeves of his clothes with a short knife, and wrapped them tightly around Nuer's thighs.
Masbin's situation is even worse than that of Noor. Noor is tall and fat, so if he is bitten by a vicious dog, the possibility of his internal organs being injured through the thick fat is not very high, as long as it does not cause serious damage to his body.
If there is too much blood loss, there is no danger of life.
But Max was different. In addition to his shoulders, arms, and buttocks, he was also bitten on his stomach.
The wound on his stomach was the most serious, as if it had been stabbed through. When he stopped, Max was already out of focus wherever he fell, showing signs of decline.
After treating Noor's injury in a few moments, he assisted Noor and helped Max treat the wound.
Wang Wei's hands were a little trembling. Max's marksmanship was the most accurate. Unfortunately, when he encountered these vicious dogs, he couldn't use his advantage. He improvised the double swords, which was quite heroic, but in the end it was not as good as the double guns.
Handy.
Such a good player, like a comrade-in-arms, is gradually running out of life, which makes Wang Wei feel cold in his heart. There seems to be something blocked in his throat. He no longer has the same playful look as before, and his eyes seem to be flushed with blood.
, full of resentment and murderous intent.
Nuer saw that Wang Wei's hands were trembling, so he took off his clothes in the same manner, tore them apart, and silently helped Max treat other wounds.
The black man Nuer looked silent, but he knew very well in his heart that if Max hadn't taken action just now, he would have been the one who would have been doomed.
Max sacrificed his life for his life.
In fact, the wound on Max's stomach was the fatal injury, and this wound had obviously been there for some time.
... Max didn’t want to tell his companions, so he didn’t say a word even though he knew he was seriously injured, and just carried it forcefully!
The cold rain fell from pouring down to as thin as stitches. During the confrontation between the vicious dogs, the drizzle gradually stopped.
The fog in the air has also dispersed a lot, but the water vapor is too heavy, making people who are cold feel trembling at the top of their lungs.
"Ouch~~~~" Suddenly, a certain vicious dog raised its neck and let out a wolf-like howl. It was like an order from a wolf, and it lasted only three or two minutes. Max's wound
Even before it was dealt with, another round of vicious dog attacks began.
Feng Yuchen's face was cold, and he stared intently at the howling dog, which was as tall as a wolf.
In the dark, it feels like meeting a pack of wolves.
When the time comes, it makes no difference whether it is a wolf or a dog.
Feng Yuchen hasn't rescued Mo Xuan yet. If Mo Xuan is really here, then even if she follows Li Dongyan, what will happen to her?
Li Dongyan has no humanity at all. I'm afraid there won't be another devil as cruel as him in the whole hell.
Feng Yuchen secretly thought that even if he died, he couldn't let Mo Xuan follow such a person.
Perhaps it was the desire to survive that caused Feng Yuchen's thumb to clasp the handle of the short knife...