Lin Fan found that he seemed to be a little unable to control the purple sword, he really didn't know what would happen in the next moment, and it was impossible for Mo Fei and the others to escape with him now.

And Luo Ying and Meng Han will not let themselves go, as long as they are still here, maybe Luo Ying and the others will not pay attention to Mo Fei and his party, so that the possibility of Mo Fei and his party escaping will definitely be greater.

Cutaneous trauma? If Lin Fan's locks of clothes and bloodstains on his body could also be regarded as skin injuries, Xu Qiang and Ren Qianxing really didn't know what these people should be! However, the two of them looked at each other and didn't say anything, the more words they said at this time, the worse it was for Lin Fan's injury.

Zhang Jie and the others looked at the injuries on Lin Fan's body, and couldn't help but be stunned when they heard what Lin Fan said, they didn't have much contact with Lin Fan, and they didn't know what to say, but they had always prided themselves on being a man, but they had never seen someone like Lin Fan who had been stabbed on his body, covered with scars and blood, and could still stand and talk so calmly!

"Boss, don't talk yet, don't speak," Tan Zhiyong said with a trembling voice: "Take the bandage, quickly get the bandage for Lao Tzu." He was afraid that something unforeseen would happen, so he specially told Zhang Jie to bring some necessary supplies and some bandages on his body, which were not heavy, and they didn't take up much space.

Zhang Jie didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly handed over the bandage, Tan Zhiyong stepped forward to help Lin Fan bandage it, his hands that had never trembled when he cut people, but at this time he couldn't stop trembling, the tip of his nose was a little sore, and he trembled and took the bandage and passed.

Suddenly, Lin Fan raised his head, grabbed his hand, was extremely serious, and said word by word in a commanding tone: "Go, go now, before they can make a move, go!" Leave me alone, I'm in this state now, I can't go anymore! ”

Tan Zhiyong didn't care about Lin Fan's words at all, he easily broke free of Lin Fan's arm, no matter what he did in the past, it was impossible for him to escape from Lin Fan's hands, unless Lin Fan deliberately released water, but now even if Lin Fan doesn't release water, he can easily break free of Lin Fan's arm, God knows how heavy the boss's injury is, Tan Zhiyong's eyes are slightly moist. It's just holding back.

"Do it?" Meng Han forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart and said sharply, but his eyes were staring at Lin Fan's purple sword that emitted a strong light, anyway, everyone was already dead, even if he coaxed Luo Ying, it would only be a waste of time, it was better to deal with the things in front of him first, and then settle the accounts after the rest of the things.

"No, let their brothers recount their affairs before they die, and then use his brother's sacrificial sword," Luo Ying's face was a little hideous, and he said with a bloodthirsty and perverted sneer, what kind of brotherhood in the world, he is not rare at all, in his eyes, fists are the last word, whoever has a hard fist, who is strong, who is the master of this world.

"You are so cold-blooded," Meng Leng laughed, but his eyes never left the purple sword, not only him, but also Luo Ying, and the middle-aged man in the dark, but Chen Tiansha's eyes were a little strange, and no one knew what he was thinking.

"Cold-blooded, even more cold-blooded is yet to come, if Zijian doesn't recognize the Lord today, I will use all his brothers to sacrifice the sword," Seeing others in pain seemed to be Luo Ying's greatest happiness, at that time in the bar, watching Ling Xue's dagger stabbing at Lin Fan, he couldn't mention how excited, it is estimated that this kind of perverted pleasure can only be experienced by Luo Ying.

Meng Han glanced at the Killer Sect behind him, and suddenly someone surrounded him, it seemed that it was to prevent someone from escaping, although Tan Zhiyong and their bodies were consumed a lot, and the injuries on their bodies were not light, it was impossible to escape with Lin Fan, but it was always good to be careful.

On that side, Lin Fan leaned against the pillar, holding the cigarette that Ren Qianxing had lit for him with trembling hands in his mouth, and said in a somewhat hoarse voice: "It's only been a long time, how did the dignified dragon soul think tank become an embroidered old lady?" ”

Tan Zhiyong didn't make a sound, but took a deep breath and made a fierce effort to help Lin Fan strangle the wounds on his abdomen and shoulder!

Lin Fan's mouth trembled, the cigarette butt was bitten in half by him, and the scarlet flame slowly floated down, blown by the wind, swaying from side to side, as if he was unwilling.

Just now, when Lin Fan drove Tan Zhiyong and them away, he was made lose his temper by Tan Zhiyong's words, and he couldn't say anything, Tan Zhiyong said, if Lin Fan said one more nonsense, he would die here now, as long as Lin Fan dared to say that they would let them go, Tan Zhiyong would definitely do what he said. ”

This is the first time Tan Zhiyong has spoken to Lin Fan so stiffly, and he actually said that what Lin Fan said was nonsense, which he would never have said in the past, but now he has no worries at all.

Strictly speaking, Tan Zhiyong is a few years older than Lin Fan, and he has taken good care of Lin Fan since Lin Fan decided to join the Dragon Soul, and after Lin Fan became the boss of the Dragon Soul, he had no doubts about Lin Fan's orders, but now no matter what Lin Fan says, he will not leave Lin Fan alone.

Lin Fan really didn't say anything about letting Tan Zhiyong and them leave, because even if he wanted to leave now, he might not be able to leave, although Lin Fan was physically weak and seriously injured, but his eyes were fine, he saw that Meng Han let people hold the key position, Tan Zhiyong and they couldn't go away at all, did they really have to die here today? Die or die, and even pulled his own brother in.

No, he can't just admit defeat, no matter what, he has to live, as long as he lives, there is still hope, gritting his teeth, Lin Fan glanced at Tan Zhiyong and said, "Inject me with a morphine, a taminotoluic acid!" ”

"Boss?" Tan Zhiyong's body was shocked, and he subconsciously froze in place, unable to speak.

"Hurry up, don't talk nonsense, and don't tell me that you didn't bring it, the time is almost up, they will definitely do it," Lin Fan's eyes were firm, and his tone was resolute and did not allow anyone to refuse.

Tan Zhiyong sighed silently in his heart. Indeed, Tan Zhiyong risked his life to save himself, some things will definitely be brought, how could Lin Fan not know about brothers for so many years.

Knowing that there was no way to stop Lin Fan, Tan Zhiyong lowered his head and found two miniature disposable syringes from the special clip of his belt, morphine is pain-relieving, and aminotoluic acid is hemostasis, which he must bring every time he performs a mission, this time to save Lin Fan, such a big thing, how could he not bring it, this is the last thing he prepared for himself, but he didn't want to use it on Lin Fan as soon as he came up......

(To be continued)

PS: Happy reading, I continue to take the postgraduate examination, continue to code words, and continue to review the final exam!