Three hundred and eighty sixth chapter life and death twelve
Survive in desperate situations.
Human instinct is also an essential skill for special forces.
Yang Chen is not afraid of life and death, but he never gives up his belief in living easily when he is on the verge of death. He can't give up at this moment, because it is still related to Wu Rui's life and death.
Longship.
A magical weapon that carries many legends from the Shogunate era.
The hair was blown off and the iron was cut like mud, but it penetrated three or four centimeters into Wu Rui's shoulder and back, making it impossible to move forward even a centimeter. It was like stabbing a copper wall and an iron wall. Take a closer look on the Qianye Qiu Road. It turned out that Yang Chen had penetrated Wu Rui's armpit.
The two hands he stretched out strangled the back of the knife, trying his best to protect Wu Rui.
"Boy, if you react quickly enough, then I will let you feel what it feels like for the woman you love to slowly die in your arms." Chiba Akimichi smiled grimly, and the hand holding the knife gradually increased his strength.
Yang Chen gritted his teeth and remained unmoved. He would never let Wu Rui die in his arms and leave before him. Otherwise, what kind of man would he be!
The two were in a stalemate, refusing to give in to each other.
Chiba Akimichi couldn't help but frown, and was secretly surprised. The young man who was at the end of his strength could actually hold up 80% of his strength. He was so perseverant and tenacious. It was a pity that such a good young man had to die today.
"Go to hell!"
Qianye Qiudao shouted fiercely, his gloomy eyes filled with murderous intent, and he focused all his strength on the long sword, hoping to kill the enemy with one strike. However, what happened next shocked him. Yang Chen's face became ferocious even after he used all his strength.
He pushed the knife back bit by bit, and the bloody tip of the knife was completely separated from Wu Rui's body.
"Go quickly!" Yang Chen reminded Wu Rui to get away from him.
Wu Rui realized that she was fine and not dead. She shook her head with tears. What would he do if she left? If he wanted to die, he would die together and go to hell together.
At the critical moment, Yang Chen had no choice but stretched out his legs to hug Wu Rui, who was caught off guard. He then picked up with his toes, and Wu Rui, who had fallen to the ground, was lifted two meters away.
"Yang Chen..." Wu Rui scrambled to get up, crying heartbreakingly, trying to rush over again, but it was too late. The moment she was picked out, Yang Chen roared and pressed down a section of the long knife.
, avoiding several fatal wounds on the chest, and then letting go without hesitation, allowing the long knife to penetrate into the body.
suicide?
Chiba Akimichi was surprised. He sensed something was wrong and could send and receive freely, but he did not want to give up the great opportunity to kill the enemy. He planned to take advantage of the situation and stab Yang Chen in the stomach, then swing the knife upwards and cut Yang Chen's upper body, including his head, in half.
I firmly believe that his speed can be so fast that Yang Chen can't play any tricks.
Yang Chen, who seemed to be at the end of his game, was betting on speed and continued to fight endlessly. He and Wu Rui were in danger and had to win by surprise. Therefore, he risked his life. The moment he released the sword, he gathered all his strength with both fists.
He hit Chiba Akimichi's chest as fast as he could in his life.
The chest, where important organs are located.
If Yang Chen's fists were really powerful, not to mention Chiba Akimichi's ribs would be shattered, most of his heart and lungs would be shattered to pieces by the force of the majestic fists, and he would be able to save the enemy.
Qianba Qiu Road was horrified.
Die together or let Yang Chen save himself... Between the two, he made a decisive decision and chose the latter. For anyone, his own life is always more precious than the lives of others.
Chiba Akimichi abandoned his sword and wanted to choke Yang Chen's fists. He was confident that he was faster than Yang Chen, but he managed to get there first. He could barely block the incoming iron fists with his hands, but he was too late to catch them.
Peng!
Yang Chen's fist hit Qianye Qiudao's palms first, and he hurriedly blocked it. In addition, Yang Chen's blow was really overbearing. Qianye Qiudao's resistance only had a buffering effect at best, and it was difficult to withstand the force of the punch.
Click... Yang Chen's powerful fists pressed down on Qianye Qiudou's hand and hit the chest of this expert on the list of gods. The sound of broken bones was clearly audible. In the next second, Qianye Qiuda seemed to be disconnected.
The kite flew upside down, spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell five meters away, in an extremely embarrassed state.
Even if Chiba Akimichi buffered part of the force of the punch, more than a dozen ribs would still be broken. The force of the punch that penetrated into his body would at least seriously injure him.
Chiba Akimichi, who fell down on the grass, held himself up with one hand and covered his chest with the other. He coughed a few mouthfuls of blood and looked at Yang Chen. His eyelids were shaking violently. His face was hideous and terrifying, but he could not hide the fear in his heart.
Yang Chen suppressed the smell of salty blood that hit his throat. He held the longship sword that penetrated his body from his stomach with his right hand and pulled it out inch by inch. Ignoring the blood spurting out, he pulled out the longship sword, pointed at the ground diagonally, and pointed at Qian Qian.
Ye Qiudao hooked his fingers and said with a ferocious smile: "Stand up and come again. Today, you and I will fight until we die!"
Five meters away, Chiba Akimichi stared at the standing blood-stained body. He was stunned. His heart was overwhelmed, and he cursed Yang Chen as a madman. He staggered to his feet, retreated slowly, and fought again after being seriously injured. The outcome was uncertain, and he refused to do so.
Gritting his teeth, he turned around and left, not even wanting the family heirloom sword.
Yang Chen kept his long sword pointed at the ground, until Qianye Qiudao disappeared into the jungle in the distance. He could no longer suppress the blood in his chest, opened his mouth to vomit blood, and fell straight forward.
"Yang Chen...Yang Chen..." Wu Rui cried and rushed over, holding her beloved man in her arms. Faced with a body that couldn't stop bleeding, she was helpless and grief-stricken.
"Do you still hate me?" Yang Chen lay in Wu Rui's arms and stared at Wu Rui with a smile. The blood on his face made this smile look extremely tragic.
Wu Rui gently touched Yang Chen's cheek, cried and shook her head, choking and saying: "Yang Chen, I don't hate you, not at all. I hate you, scold you, and get angry with you because I'm afraid that you don't want me and I'm afraid that I can't be yours."
Wife, you know, how lucky I am that the person sleeping next to me this morning was you, not Zhang Lingfeng."
"As long as you don't hate it..."
Yang Chen smiled, closed his eyes, and there was no movement.
"Yang Chen, don't scare me, wake up." Wu Rui patted Yang Chen's cheek sadly and anxiously, but it didn't help, and finally cried like crazy.
Those who hear it are sad and those who see it shed tears.
"I'll take you home, and we'll get engaged, no, get married, and then wherever you go, I'll go with you, whether it's heaven or hell, I'll never leave you."
In the mountain forest where the light was gradually dimming, Wu Rui carried Yang Chen on her back, walking one foot deep and one foot shallow, talking to herself with tears in her eyes as she walked. She fell down countless times, her clothes were ragged and covered in blood, and she finally carried Yang Chen on her back.
Returning to the "Summer Resort", a helicopter from a certain Army Aviation Group of the Liaodong Military Region had been waiting for a long time.
Wu Rui walked into the gate of the manor and saw the helicopter. She smiled sadly and fell down.
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At the Wu family mansion in Xiangshan, Wu Jie was the first to receive the bad news. It was a serious matter. He was so distraught and wanted to tear Zhang Lingfeng to pieces that he told his grandfather and father truthfully.
The old man of the Wu family broke his beloved purple clay pot and caused a real fire.
After the Liaodong Military Region General Hospital performed a hemostasis operation on Wu Rui and Yang Chen, a special plane was sent to the capital to continue rescue operations. In the early morning, Nanyuan Airport was under martial law, and a dozen camouflage-painted off-road vehicles drove in at lightning speed with blue warning lights flashing.
Airport.
The convoy had just arrived at the airport. A Gulfstream business plane landed at Nanyuan Airport, and a group of medical staff carried two stretchers off the plane.
The old man of the Wu family got out of the off-road vehicle, surrounded by a group of solemn-looking soldiers, walked quickly towards the medical staff, and asked anxiously: "How are you?"
"Grandpa, I'm fine, please save Yang Chen." Wu Rui, who was lying on the stretcher, struggled to sit up. The old man who came over stretched out his hand to hold her down, turned around and ordered the people accompanying him, "Save people at all costs, you must save them!"
