Bang bang bang!

The dense and intense gunfire is like firecrackers, which is unsettling.

However, the gunfire lasted less than ten seconds before it completely lost movement.

Stopped?

No sound?

Han Xiaoyi panicked - she hid in this dilapidated garage, the space was small and damp, and there was a strong musty smell. Although her own situation was also very difficult, she kept listening to the movement outside.

The initial gunfire was short and abrupt, without any rhythm, but it gave Han Xiaoyi a safe hint.

Lin Ze is fine.

He must be fine.

If something happened to him, there would be no more gunshots.

But now, when a continuous and dense burst of gunfire rang out and then completely lost movement, Han Xiaoyi couldn't sit still.

Was there a fierce shootout just now?

Lin Ze - has he been killed by the gunfire outside?

Han Xiaoyi's eyes turned red.

She didn't know Lin Ze's situation at the moment, but she didn't dare to leave this safe garage casually. Lin Ze once confessed that he could die, but she couldn't.

Although Han Xiaoyi didn't care about this, she didn't dare to go out rashly. She wasn't sure about the situation outside, and she didn't know if Lin Ze was really wrong. If she brought trouble to Lin Ze because of her recklessness, or even fatal injury, she would regret it for the rest of her life.

Wait another five minutes - if he doesn't come in five minutes, it proves - that something is most likely going to happen to him!

It is likely that the fierce and continuous gunfire just now will be the last battle, and the gunman is dead? What about Lin Ze? Is he safe?

Minutes and seconds passed. Han Xiaoyi, who has always felt that time is like a dog, and it is fleeting, suddenly found that five minutes is really long, so long that it seems like a century and a lifetime.

Finally.

When Han Xiaoyi made up his mind to go out to find Lin Ze, the roller shutter was opened.

Han Xiaoyi's heart trembled and twitched violently.

The door is open!

Is it Lin Ze?

Or is it the horrible gunslingers?

Countless thoughts flashed in Han Xiaoyi's mind, and finally, when she opened her eyes wide and tried to see the man standing at the door, the other party spit out a sentence in prostration.

"It's me."

There was a flickering flash of smoke at the corner of the man's mouth, and bursts of green smoke came out. In the dark environment, there is a bit of a hideous smell.

The man's hands drooped weakly, and when he looked down his arms, he could clearly see that blood was pouring from his fingertips.

The man's face was horribly pale, and his forehead, face, and body were covered with beads of sweat that soaked the thin white shirt. It's as if it's a hot summer, not a snowy winter.

Who is this man--not Lin Ze?

"What's wrong with you?" Han Xiaoyi rushed forward in two steps, and asked very eagerly with a glimmer of light in the distance. "Shot?"

His white shirt was soaked with sweat - and bright red with blood!

Blood flowed from his sleeves, arms, and body.

When Han Xiaoyi approached the man who had killed more than ten first-class gunmen with the power of one person, he was in a hurry.

The man took a deep puff of his cigarette, grinned, squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying, and said, "I can't die." ”

Han Xiaoyi's tears couldn't hold back anymore and flowed out of her eyes. Wet her pink cheeks. The beautiful eyes that were slightly red and swollen looked at the man in front of him with a straight waist in great distress.

She was about to say something, but her cold little hand was pulled by Lin Ze's slimy, blood-stained rough palm: "Follow me." ”

Lin Ze endured the sharp pain from the wound and his gradually paralyzed body, and struggled to find a place where no one lived. Pry open the door, and don't even dare to turn on the light. After surveying the surrounding area, he sat down on the sofa weakly and said weakly, "There are still a group of gunmen coming this way." ”

Han Xiaoyi didn't seem to hear it, squatted on the side of Lin Ze's leg, and said with tears streaming down her face: "You are so seriously injured and bleeding so much, you will die if you don't go to the hospital for treatment!" ”

"It's fine." Lin Ze shook his head weakly, forced a smile on his pale face, and said. "Do you have your phone?"

When Han Xiaoyi heard this, she hurriedly searched for it on her body, and after a minute, she said uncomfortably: "Maybe I fell into the car." ”

"Mine is out of power." Lin Ze struggled to spit out a mouthful of spit and scolded. "Damn, the iPhone is really a bad deal."

"So what now?" Han Xiaoyi asked. His eyes stayed on Lin Ze's wounds where blood kept gushing, and the tears were wanton, like pearls with broken threads.

"Find out if there's a medicine box in the house." Lin Ze re-lit a cigarette, threw it into his mouth, and let the cigarette burn on its own.

"Good!"

Han Xiaoyi stumbled, searched through various rooms, and after three minutes of searching, he finally found a medicine box on the refrigerator in the kitchen. When you open it, you can see that all kinds of tools are complete. It's just that she doesn't understand, Lin Ze suffered a gunshot wound, even if there is a medicine box, what is the use?

Hurriedly bringing the medicine box to Lin Ze's side, she asked seriously, "What are you going to do?" ”

Lin Ze puffed out a puff of smoke and said with difficulty: "Close all the curtains." ”

Han Xiaoyi did as Lin Ze instructed, and a minute later, when she returned to Lin Ze's side, she found that he had already started to act - Blade. The knife, glowing with a cold light and filled with the pungent smell of blood, was held in the palm of his hand. I disinfect it with an alcohol lamp.

The bloody shirt on his upper body had been taken off, and his strong, blood-covered upper body was exposed to the cold air, but beads of sweat the size of beans oozed from his face.

In addition to this, he also prepared tools such as gauze, needlework, and anti-inflammatory drugs.

Han Xiaoyi squatted beside Lin Ze in astonishment, and asked in a trembling voice, "What can I do?" ”

Han Xiaoyi has tried her best to stay calm, and if she were any girl in this situation, she would have a nervous breakdown. It is already her psychological limit that she can maintain her current state.

She just looked at Lin Ze, who was pale and covered in blood, and sobbed the corners of her lips, not knowing what to do.

"Yes." Lin Ze flipped the knife and said in a hoarse voice. "Cover your mouth and don't make a sound."

Han Xiaoyi was stunned.

You're going to do it to yourself, but you want me to cover my mouth?

The next second-Han Xiaoyi really covered her mouth after seeing Lin Ze's movements.

Flutter!

The blade stabbed straight into the skin, but Lin Ze slashed and picked it as usual, accompanied by a large amount of blood, and a bullet also slammed into the metal plate, making a crisp sound.

"Whew-" Lin Ze exhaled a breath of turbid air and muttered. "Xiaoyi, can you help me light a cigarette?"

"Okay—okay." Han Xiaoyi hurriedly helped Lin Ze light a cigarette, and then put it in the corner of his mouth himself.

Taking a hard puff of his cigarette, Lin Ze calmly held the knife in his arm and stabbed it into his shoulder blade with precision.

He was shot three times, one in his left arm and two in the left shoulder and lower abdomen from a head-to-head confrontation with the five gunmen.

Two shots.

Lin Ze also only gave the five gunmen a chance to shoot two bullets.

As soon as he struck, he fired five bullets in a row. He shot fast, fast to the limit. When it was almost time for three gunners on the other side, they were shot in the head before they could pull the trigger.

However, there are five people on the other side after all, and all of them are first-class gunslingers. Fighting face-to-face - wanting to kill them in an instant without being injured at all, Lin Ze had never had such a sweet dream.

When his fifth bullet fired, he had already been shot twice.

Five gunmen fell to the ground, and two bullets were sent into his body. If you were an ordinary person, or even a strong man, I am afraid that you would fall to the ground on the spot.

The damage caused by two bullets is definitely not something that ordinary people can bear. Not to mention the pain and the concussion caused by bullets, just excessive blood loss will also make normal people lose their vitality.

But Lin Ze is not an ordinary person. He was a man with a lot of experience on the scene and had suffered multiple gunshot wounds. His endurance is not comparable to ordinary people. As long as he still has a breath left, he can drag himself back from the ghost gate.

It depends on nothing else, but a faith, a man's willpower!

Flutter!

Blood sprayed out, and a second bullet was dug out. Lin Ze almost collapsed. The sweat on his body was terrifying as if he had just crawled out of the glacier.

"Whew-"

Gradually, Lin Ze's arm was already a little unable to lift the blade. The body gradually became paralyzed, and it was extremely cold. The originally dark and deep eyes also looked dull.

"How are you?" Han Xiaoyi, who had been tense all the time, couldn't help but ask worriedly when she saw this. "Are you—have you lost your strength?"

"Do me a favor." Lin Ze said weakly.

"How can I help?" Han Xiaoyi asked.

"And then." Lin Ze handed out the heavy blade.

Han Xiaoyi caught the blade with great difficulty, and asked with a confused expression, "What should I do?" ”

"Pierce it and dig out the bullet." Lin Ze said calmly.

“――”

"Don't be afraid. No one can die. Lin Ze said sweating profusely. If I don't dig out the bullets, I'll really die. ”

Han Xiaoyi bit her soft lip and said worriedly, "You bear with it." ”

"Hmm." Lin Ze smoked a cigarette and said nothing.

Flutter.

Hiss-blood shot out, and Han Xiaoyi struggled to keep his arm composed. After about a minute of effort, she finally dug out the third bullet.

However, when she raised her head and looked at Lin Ze with a little excitement, she found that the man, who had endured severe pain from beginning to end, tilted his head and never took a puff of cigarette again. The expression on his face gradually stiffened.

"Lin Ze!" Han Xiaoyi let go of the blade, looked at Lin Ze with a panicked face, and called out heartbreakingly. "Lin Ze, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me, you can't be fine, you can't die-"

Tears rolled out unscrupulously again. Han Xiaoyi's whole body twitched slightly in choking.

Her pear blossoms brought rain, and she kept patting Lin Ze's cold cheeks. Tears wet her face. also dripped on Lin Ze's body.

"What should I do if you die?" Han Xiaoyi choked and convulsed. "Do you know that I don't want to live anymore when you're dead?"

The bits and pieces of getting along with Lin Ze echoed in her mind, and Han Xiaoyi found that she couldn't leave Lin Ze anymore. Without Lin Ze, her life would be gray and white, and without Lin Ze, her life would be no fun at all.

The more she thought about it, the more sad she became, and the more she thought about it, the sadder she became. Eventually, she even felt the urge to rush out and let the gunmen kill her.

"You're dead—" Han Xiaoyi looked nervously at Lin Ze's pale face, and slowly picked up the sharp and blood-stained blade. "I'm not alive anymore."

The knife stabbed into her chest, and she was stubborn and resolute to accompany Lin Ze to death.

"What are you doing?"

The arm was suddenly held, but Han Xiaoyi's body froze instantly.

She looked at Lin Ze who opened her eyes in disbelief, and was about to shout, but Lin Ze muttered weakly: "I'm just taking a nap, why are you looking for death and life?" ”

"I—"

"Do you know that your actions just now were so rough that they almost hurt me to death. I haven't settled accounts with you yet, are you planning to commit suicide in fear of sin? Lin Ze snatched the blade from her hand. At a young age, what is it fun to commit suicide? ”

"I—"

"It's not hard to tell from the way you walk, you're still there, right? What a pity to die like this? ”

Han Xiaoyi didn't make a sound, she just hugged Lin Ze with rain, hugging this man who was in danger for herself again and again and almost died.

She choked up and cried.

But she cried with joy and cried with happiness.

With a man who is willing to give his life for herself, what girl would be unhappy, unhappy, and cry with joy?

"Lin Ze, don't leave me, never leave me. I can't live without you, I can't lose you—"

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