The first thousand five hundred and sixty-nine chapters are all sinners, kill them all
Naturally, Yang Hao didn't want to reveal his identity. He shook his head at Natasha and said, "You don't need to care who I am. I'll save you. I just can't stand how despicable he is, so I just saved you."
"Save me easily?" Natasha's eyes flashed with caution: "Why are you here? Are you also here for the Holy Sword?"
Yang Hao did not hide his purpose and nodded: "Yes, I also came here for the Holy Sword. I saved your life anyway. I think you shouldn't stop me. After all, if I don't save you
If you die, this matter will have nothing to do with you."
There was a complicated look on Natasha's face, and she looked quite hesitant. Just when she was about to speak, Yang Hao said again: "I think you don't want to be knocked unconscious by me, so please don't object anymore."
Because you no longer have the strength to resist, why add trouble to yourself, you have already tried your best, and this is enough, isn't it?"
Natasha shook the gun in her hand: "I have a gun in my hand, aren't you afraid?"
Yang Hao laughed dumbly: "First, you, Natasha, have always had a clear sense of grudges and a straightforward personality. I saved your life, and you will definitely not use the gun I gave you to deal with me. You can't do this.
, Second, since I dare to give you the gun, I naturally don’t worry about you using this gun to deal with me. If you don’t believe it, you can try it..."
Natasha lowered the gun in her hand and looked at Kloof who was slumped into a ball next to her. Thinking about how Kloof had no ability to resist in the hands of this mysterious masked man just now, she also knew in her heart that the opponent's strength was probably
Super powerful, definitely not something I can compare to.
Not to mention that he is seriously injured now. Even if he is not injured, I am afraid there is no way to deal with this person. What's more, he is right, he saved his life. If he still uses the gun he gave him to deal with him, then
Wouldn’t it be ungrateful and worse than a beast?
Natasha bit her lip and moved back with difficulty: "Can you tell me who you are?"
Yang Hao shook his head and said: "If I told you that you are the leader of the Holy Knights of the Holy See, wouldn't I be asking for trouble?"
Natasha leaned on an abandoned vehicle next to her and turned her head to look outside: "The people holding the holy sword have left, why don't you chase them?"
"Since they are all in the same group, why should I chase them? They will definitely get the holy sword back. I just need to wait here quietly for them."
Yang Hao answered Natasha lightly, but added in his heart, if you die, I will catch up and kill all these people to avenge you, but if you are still alive, then I will save you.
Of course you are enough. As for your other subordinates, they have nothing to do with me.
Yang Hao knelt down, looked around Natasha, and finally focused on Natasha's thigh. There, a piece of ferrous iron was inserted directly into her thigh, and blood flowed out.
, her pants were covered in blood.
Yang Hao naturally didn't bring any first aid equipment with him. He whispered: "Your thigh needs to be bandaged. This is a remote place. Otherwise, you may lose too much blood."
Natasha couldn't move her thighs, and her body was severely impacted by the explosion. Although one of her team members used her life to protect her and kept her alive, she was still seriously injured and found it difficult to even move.
Yang Hao looked at Natasha's appearance and said in a deep voice: "If you don't mind, can I bandage it for you?"
Natasha knew that Yang Hao was right. If she continued to bleed like this, she might really bleed to death. She nodded lightly: "Okay, thank you."
Yang Hao knelt down and whispered: "I'm offended, please bear with me."
Yang Hao grabbed Natasha's pants and pulled her pants open from the injury, revealing her tight and white thighs.
There was a complicated look in Natasha's eyes, one part shy and one part helpless. Fortunately, she was also a straightforward and outgoing woman. Knowing that Yang Hao was healing herself, she didn't say much.
Let his long legs be exposed in front of Yang Hao.
Yang Hao looked around, then dragged Kruff over, who was lying limply on the ground, lifted up his coat, tore off his shirt with a crash, and then tore it all into pieces.
strip.
After preparing everything, Yang Hao took hold of the iron piece, looked up at Natasha, and then pulled it out with all his strength.
A stream of blood spurted out along with Yang Hao's movements. Without blinking, Yang Hao picked up the cloth that had been prepared and quickly bandaged Natasha's wound.
Yang Hao's movements in treating wounds were very skillful, professional and gentle. He would not touch Natasha's painful areas except where force was necessary.
While Yang Hao was treating Natasha's wounds, Natasha kept staring at Yang Hao without blinking.
The gun that Yang Hao gave her was placed in her hand, but she had no intention of using the gun against Yang Hao. She just looked at it, looking straight at it.
After watching it for a while, and then looking at Yang Hao's movements, Natasha had a strange look in her eyes.
She had a growing feeling that she knew the man in front of her.
Just when Yang Hao bandaged Natasha's thigh and finally tied the knot and raised his head, Natasha, who was staring at Yang Hao, suddenly said, "Do we know each other?"
Yang Hao smiled and said, "We don't know each other."
Natasha stared at Yang Hao, her eyes still straight. She didn't believe Yang Hao's answer: "You know my name, you know my position, and you can even follow me here quietly... You have always
Are you spying on me?"
Yang Hao was unwilling to admit that he was indeed spying on Natasha, and replied calmly: "I was spying on Kruff, so I followed him here. I want to fight him before you do."
When Natasha heard what Yang Hao said, her doubts were slightly reduced.
Just when Natasha was about to ask something else, there was a burst of noisy footsteps. It was obvious that the members of the Knights who had been chasing those men returned.
Natasha's eyes flashed a bit coldly, and she tightened her grip on the pistol in her hand.
Yang Hao said softly: "You first confirm whether they are all Kruff's men, and then I can help you kill them. Then, the holy sword is mine, is there any problem?"
Natasha whispered: "Even if you save my life and take away the Holy Sword today, I will definitely get the Holy Sword back."
Yang Hao said softly: "You don't need to investigate, the holy sword will be returned to your hands, I promise."
Natasha was stunned for a moment, not understanding what Yang Hao meant. However, Yang Hao turned around and walked directly into an abandoned car next to her.
The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and a group of heavily armed men rushed over. One of them carried the rectangular metal box he had seen before on his back. Perhaps the holy sword was inside.
The group of men saw the scene in the path clearly, and their faces suddenly looked a little surprised.
Natasha is still alive?
Shouldn't she be dead?
What happened to Kloof? He was lying there motionless. Could it be that he was poisoned by Natasha?
A man in his forties walked quickly forward with a gun in his hand and whispered: "Captain, it's great that you're okay... What's wrong with Deputy Commander Kruve?"
Natasha looked at the man in front of her coldly and said in a low voice: "Did you get the holy sword back?"
The man hesitated for a second and replied: "Yes, we chased for a while. There were four people on the other side. We focused on chasing the man who was carrying the holy sword. We shot that man to death and we got the holy sword back...
"
A strange expression appeared on Natasha's face, and she waved her hand towards the man: "Give me the holy sword."
The man took a step back and looked at Natasha warily: "Captain, what's wrong with the deputy commander? Is he dead? What happened here?"
Natasha watched this man ask Kruff repeatedly and look wary of herself, and she was already roughly sure that what Kruff said was true.
It is true that these people are already Kruff's subordinates, and they all belong to the Rangers camp. It was unimaginable that they had already eroded the Holy See to such an extent.
"I ordered you to give me the holy sword. What, do you want to disobey?" Natasha stared at these subordinates, looking at them one by one, and then frowned: "Where is Kyle?"
There was a somewhat guilty look on the man's face: "While chasing the enemy, Kyle was hit by the enemy and died..."
Natasha's face looked a little painful. Among this group of people, Kyle was one of her trusted subordinates. She didn't believe that Kyle was from the Rangers camp, and she didn't believe that he would betray her, so she insisted on asking like this.
After a while, these people told themselves that Kyle was dead and was killed by the enemy?
There are so many people, but no one dies, but Kyle?
Natasha's eyes suddenly filled with boundless anger: "Did you kill Kyle?"
The man was stared at by Natasha, and he subconsciously took a step back: "Captain, what do you mean by saying that?"
Because there was a mysterious and powerful masked man in the dark, Natasha was too lazy to make excuses with him and sneered: "He is not one of your people, so in order to make this pursuit more real, you not only killed Kyle, but also
You also killed your own people, you are really willing to spend a lot of money."
The man's expression suddenly changed. All the guns in the group of men's hands were raised, and they pointed at Natasha who was sitting on the ground. The leading man even shouted loudly: "You already know, you kill her."
Vice leader?"
Natasha smiled coldly, did not answer the man's words, but raised her head slightly, looked at the crescent moon in the sky, and said lightly: "They are all sinners who have the blood of their companions on their hands and have forgotten the glory in their hearts.