This clear spiritual power is the cool qi emitted by the veins in Mo Feng's meridians.

Yesterday afternoon, after this trace of spiritual power dissolved the miasma, Mo Feng had tested this spiritual power several times, and found that although it was far inferior to the pulse qi, it had the effect of clearing the mind and rejuvenating the mind, stopping bleeding and warming yang that other drugs could not match.

After infusing nearly one-third of the clear spiritual power into Meng's body, Mo Feng first took the bullet as the center, slowly cut the clothes and gauze that were congealed together by blood on Meng's chest with scissors, and then gently removed it and threw it aside, without the pressure of the clothes and bandages, the red blood overflowed again along the gap of the bullet.

When Mo Feng dipped the spilled blood with a cotton ball, he began to worry again, a black wipe soaked in blood. His chest was like a mountain in front of Mo Feng, and Mo Feng was almost out of breath.

"I'm here to save people!" After struggling in his heart for a moment, Mo Feng gritted his teeth and pulled down the bandeau that was stuck with blood with a trembling hand.

Who knew that it didn't matter if he pulled it, a large piece of snow white with a little blood stain suddenly appeared, shaking Mo Feng's eyes dizzy.

Seeing this, Mo Feng's hands shook in fright, and he almost sat on the ground, and then as if he thought of something, he hurriedly wiped the dream. His chest was pulled up, and then his eyes looked around in a panic like a thief, and cold sweat was uncontrollably coming out of Mo Feng's head.

This girl is so thin, I didn't expect it to be quite material.

Seeing that he had not been discovered, Mo Feng let out a long breath.

Since the bullet is stuck between the second and third ribs, and the third rib has been broken, the most important thing at this time is to fix the broken third rib first, so as not to cause a second injury to the blood vessel when the bullet is pulled out.

At this time, the spiritual power in the dream body gradually solidified the fracture of the blood vessel, and the blood flow had stopped.

Mo Feng first dipped a cotton ball in the blood around the bullet. With the other hand, he controlled the broken rib without shaking it significantly, and then clamped the tail with tweezers, and pulled it out hard, and as a blood arrow rushed out, the slender bullet had already been pulled out by Mo Feng.

As soon as the bullet was taken out, the few spiritual powers in Mo Feng's body continued to flow into Meng's body along the pine needles. Then under the guidance of the divine sense, the wound began to be repaired.

In the end, Mo Feng used special adhesive tape to glue Meng's wound, and so far, the half-hour operation was finally completed.

Mo Feng felt that helping others heal this time was the most tiring of his life, not to mention the large amount of spiritual power and divine consciousness consumed, the lingering snow white in his brain was what made Mo Feng the most draining.

"Mo Feng, how is she dreaming?" Lin Qiang glanced at the dream, which was still unconscious, and then asked Mo Feng with a worried face, when Lin Qiang asked this. His fists were clenched tightly, lest Mo Feng say anything bad.

Behind Lin Qiang, Mengzi was staring at Mo Feng with an unkind gaze, looking at that appearance, if Mo Feng couldn't cure his dreams, Mengzi would definitely fight with Mo Feng.

"Don't worry, there will be no life left in the short term!" Mo Feng, who was pale on the ground, didn't even look at Mengzi, and said to Lin Qiang in a tired voice.

Damn it. I finally saved up some spiritual power, and used nearly half of it at once. It's a loss.

After hearing that the dream was fine, Lin Qiang's clenched fists suddenly loosened, and the anger on Mengzi's face quickly dissolved. The eyes of the few people on the side who were on guard looked at Mo Feng were no longer cold, and there was a faint hint of gratitude in their smiles, it seemed that the weight of this girl called Dream in their hearts was indeed not light.

"Boss. What the hell is that bastard of Cook playing, it stands to reason that they should have attacked a long time ago, but it's been nearly four hours, and there hasn't been any movement at all! "In the face of this anomaly. He Dong, who is known for his calmness in the Spur Special Combat Team, was also a little unable to sit still.

He Dong is a man in the northwest in his thirties, and he is also the deputy captain of the special combat team, he is calm and thoughtful, and many of the combat plans of the special combat team are formulated by him.

The Cook in He Dong's mouth is the leader of the Cobra mercenary group.

"Hehe, Dongzi, don't worry, that bastard from Cook must be uncomfortable at this moment, I guess I'm hiding in which hole I'm worried about!" Hearing He Dong's words, Lin Qiang smiled and said mysteriously.

"Huh? Boss, what's going on? Seeing that Lin Qiang deliberately sold Guanzi, the upright fierce man couldn't hold his breath, and came forward and asked in a buzzing voice.

"According to the monkey's intelligence, this time Cook brought a total of thirteen Cobra team members, in addition to the monkey, we only have eleven people, and at present, two people have been sacrificed and one person is seriously injured, and the real combat strength is only eight people, it stands to reason that our chances of winning this time are indeed very slim, but now it is different, Mo Feng's arrival has increased our chances of winning by at least fifty percent, which is still a conservative estimate."

Thinking that there is a great possibility to bring the remaining brothers out alive, Lin Qiang, who was in a bad mood because of the sacrifice of his two teammates, also smiled, Lin Qiang knew in his heart that hatred and grief can seriously affect people's judgment, and if you want to live, you must keep your brain clear. As long as there are people, there is a chance to avenge the fallen comrades.

"What? By him? After listening to Lin Qiang's words, Mengzi pointed at Mo Feng and shouted in a low voice, with a look of disbelief, while the faces of the others were also full of suspicion.

"Which of you can take out four Cobra members on your own?" Lin Qiang didn't explain, just stared at everyone and asked.

Lin Qiang's words were like a bombshell that stunned all of them, how could it be possible to kill four mercenaries by himself?

"What? Boss, you're saying he killed four Cobra players in one piece? He Dong was the first to react, his mouth open enough to stuff an egg.

Not only He Dong, but the rest of the people were all stunned, looking at Mo Feng as if looking at a monster.

For the combat effectiveness of the Cobra Mercenary Group, the people of the Thorn Squad are no strangers, almost all of them are experts in the special forces of various countries, otherwise it would be impossible to rank fifth on the mercenary red list for four years.

Just imagine, how weak will a mercenary group that can subvert a country's power with a few dozen people be.

The combat effectiveness of the Spur Special Combat Team is not weak in the sequence of the Chinese Special Forces, but if it is against the Cobra, even if it is one-on-one, the Spur Special Combat Team will definitely not have a chance of winning more than 30%.

The moment Lin Qiang and the others learned the identity of the other party, they were ready to sacrifice their lives for the country.

Now I heard that this kid in his early twenties in front of him killed the four members of the Cobra team by himself. How could it not make He Dong and the others frightened.

Ten minutes later, He Dong, who had listened to Lin Qiang talk about Mo Feng's brilliant achievements, slowly calmed down, and Mo Feng at this time became a complete monster in their eyes. (To be continued.) )