"Old Yang! Old Yang! ”

After a burst of shouting, Zhang Han came back from his intoxication and saw He Hongtao yelling at the unconscious Yang Wu, Zhang Han had noticed it just now, Yang Wu was just hit by a shot in the shoulder of the skin trauma, it should be fine, but after a second look, Yang Wu's face was pale, and he immediately went over and touched the carotid artery, with no pulse, cardiac arrest, and weak breathing.

The people present played 120 at the same time, and He Hongtao struggled to sit on CPR, but it had no effect at all.

It stands to reason that the shoulder and hand will not be so serious, Zhang Han closed his eyes, thought of the reason for it for a moment, asked He Hongtao to get up, and checked the location of the wound.

"It's useless, when 120 comes, your Yang team should enter the crematorium."

At this time, Ma Ming didn't know where to run over, and looked at Yang Wu, who was lifeless on the ground, "Since there is no hope, take it away." ”

Ma Ming doesn't know how long he has been looking forward to this day, his father who is the deputy mayor has already arranged everything, and as soon as Yang Wu leaves, this position is Ma Ming's, only because Yang Wu is a very authoritative person, they don't dare to mess around, if Yang Wu dies unexpectedly today, it will be a big surprise for Ma Ming.

"Impossible, how could Team Yang be knocked down by this little skin injury." He Hongtao didn't believe Zhang Han's words, because this was not the doctor's conclusion.

"Of course it can't be, it's his fate, he ran into me. That bit of skin trauma is generally not fatal, but this thing is too coincidental, less than the chance of winning the lottery, the location of the wound is close to the central nervous system, due to the impact of overload, and affected the sympathetic nerve, so that the heart arrested. ”

After a period of silence, He Hongtao gave up figuring out what he couldn't beat with his professional eight poles, but he could hear that Zhang Han had a way.

"I don't care about any bullshit, you just say what to do now."

Zhang Han took a puff of cigarette, raised his gun and pulled the trigger on Yang Wu's chest, and nothing happened after the shooting, He Hongtao was shocked and blocked in front of Zhang Han.

"He's in danger now, if you trust me, give me a gun, and I promise to give you back Team Yang, otherwise..."

Ma Ming was still worried about whether Yang Wu would come back to life just now, but now it seems that Zhang Han just asked him to die in a different way. He Hongtao thought for a while, thinking that Yang Wu would be a dead horse if he waited, so it was better to be a dead horse doctor.

"Take it, if you dare to mess around, I promise that everyone here will not let you go."

Zhang Han took the pistol and smiled at He Hongtao, and suddenly a shot hit Yang Wu's heart without warning, and all the police officers' hearts jumped to their throats, He Hongtao raised his fist to hit Zhang Han, but Zhang Han put a gun on his head.

"Hey, don't move, a few more bullets."

"Ahem, it hurts...... It hurts to death! Yang Wu's voice came from behind him, everyone gathered around, Zhang Han handed the gun to He Hongtao, and went over to press the wound with his hand.

"This shot is not lethal, but it stimulates the sympathetic nerves and makes it work again."

Yang Wu frowned and looked at his chest, "It's you kid again, I knew that it was not good to have you, and you actually shot at me, what kind of rescue method are you called." ”

"You press yourself and wait for the ambulance, I don't have a name for it, you can call it gun resuscitation."

"Stop!" Yang Wu stopped He Hongtao, looked at Zhang Han's back and said:

"Remember what I said about killing Zhao Bin?"