Click.

The magazine is empty.

Before Dewey could replace the magazine, he pulled a grenade from his waist and threw it towards the corner.

The enemy in the corner of the building heard the gunfire stopping, knew that Dewey's bullet was empty, and was about to rush out, when he suddenly saw a grenade falling from the sky, and hurriedly lay on the ground.

Rumble!

The grenade exploded before it hit the ground, shattering the glass of several windows, causing the people inside to cry wolf.

Although they failed to blow up the enemy, two of them were wounded by the grenade fragments and retreated with a muffled grunt.

Blocked by the grenade, Dewey successfully landed on the ground, only to feel a hot pain in his palm, worn by the rappelling cord.

Ignoring the pain, he quickly replaced the magazine.

The enemy rushed from both sides of the building, and Dewey swept through them with a shuttle of bullets, slowing them down, and then turned and ran.

The enemy is outnumbered, and I can't entangle with them anymore at this time.

As long as he can climb over the courtyard wall, which is where he parked, it is possible to escape.

The bullets whizzed behind him, and even if Dewey serpentine advanced, he felt the impact from his back, thanks to the bulletproof vest, otherwise he would have fallen to the ground at the moment.

Burst!

Just as Dewey ran to the courtyard wall of the community, a bullet was shot into Dewey's left leg, and because it was too close, it actually passed through.

Dewey endured the pain and climbed over the wall, and the bullet followed his body into the wall, but fortunately there was no other injury.

When he landed, Dewey's feet went limp, and his left leg fell to his knees.

He gritted his teeth, pushed himself to his feet, and ran to his car.

The car Li Ye gave him is very well configured, keyless entry, one-button start, and many functions are available.

Dewey directly pulled the car door and got into the car, pressed the button to start, and the car engine let out a roar.

"I like high-tech, I like automatic."

He completely forgot that when he first took over the car, he was still a little unhappy because of the automatic transmission, and now it seems that Li Ye has prepared it perfectly, which makes Dewey wonder if this guy is an unpredictable prophet.

Dewey spun the steering wheel, stepped on the accelerator, and the car slammed forward.

Behind him, three or four cars rushed after him, and some people stuck their guns out of the windows and fired at Dewey.

Bang Bang Bang!

The bullets hit the car, leaving one bullet hole, and three more pierced through the rear window and hit the front windshield, leaving three bullet holes in it.

At the intersection ahead, several police cars suddenly appeared, blocking his way, and several policemen with guns jumped out of the car and shot him repeatedly.

There was an interception in front and a pursuer in the back, and Dewey seemed to have no way to escape.

Dewey slumped on his side in his seat, the accelerator under his feet, and crashed into the police car.

After all, the policemen were no match for the soldiers, and when they saw this scene, they hurriedly ran to the back.

Seeing that the car was about to hit the police car, Dewey slammed the steering wheel, and the high-speed car suddenly turned around, and the body collided with the police car on the far right.

The police car was knocked backwards and jerked back two or three meters, and Dewey's car cut into the intersection.

Instead of intercepting Dewey, the police cars blocked the pursuers behind him, and Dewey took the opportunity to step on the accelerator and increase the speed to the highest speed.

In the middle of the night, the streets of the South End were empty, and Dewey would drift and turn at every intersection, and in the blink of an eye he would disappear into the dense streets, and only by the sound of the motor of the car could he judge where he was.

It was only then that Dewey touched his left leg, and the blood was flowing down the wound.

Unlike the old donkey's injury, the bullet came out through the muscle, and although it did not hit the artery, it was without the bullet's obstruction, and the blood could not stop flowing down.

Dewey knew that if the blood was allowed to flow like this, there would be no need for the Federal Intelligence Agency, and the bleeding alone would lead to death.

He first pressed the cigarette lighter, then pulled out a magazine, withdrew a bullet from it, bit off the bullet with his teeth, and poured gunpowder over the wound.

After doing this, the cigarette lighter also popped out, and Dewey took the steering wheel with one hand, pulled out the cigarette lighter and put it on the gunpowder.

Phew!

The gunpowder ignited, and a ball of fire erupted, burning down the wound and inside.

Even if he had been mentally prepared, Dewey's face twitched and deformed from pain, his hand holding the steering wheel shook a few times, and the car drew a continuous S shape on the road.

"Ahh

The pain finally passed, and Dewey's forehead was covered with dense cold sweat, and if it weren't for the black marks of shoe polish still remaining on his face, his face would have turned pale at this moment.

He let out a long sigh of relief, turned on the car navigation and looked at the direction, and couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

Ahead, it was the Rhine again.

"Made, are you going to spend it with the Rhine today?"

In just over a dozen hours, this was his third crossing of the Rhine.

Jumping into the river was a good way to escape, but the injury on his leg did not allow him to do it again, and in the cold water, the injured leg could not bear it, and if he didn't get it, he would drown in it.

Dewey thought about it, drove the car towards the street on the Rhine, adjusted his direction and stopped.

He dropped his car keys in the car, took Marcus' notebook and carried it on his back, then turned on the electronic handbrake and pressed his assault rifle against the accelerator.

The throttle was pushed to the end, and the motor roared, and if it weren't for the handbrake, the car would have jumped out long ago.

Let go of the handbrake, close the car door, and the two actions were done in one go, Dewey didn't look back, and limped towards the neighborhood next to him.

Dewey had just climbed over the courtyard wall of the community when the pursuers behind him appeared at the intersection.

They looked at Dewey's car in amazement, slashed a parabola through the air, and slammed into the Rhine with a thud.

"Fake, jumping into the river again?!"

"Damn, let him run again!"

"No, he's got a leg injury and can't swim far! There's still a chance to catch him......"

The pursuers hurried to the river, and searched carefully along the riverbank with wide eyes.

At this time, Dewey had already climbed out of the courtyard wall on the other side of the community and entered another community.

It's safe for the time being, but it doesn't mean it's really safe.

If the pursuers searched carefully, they would find traces from his climb over the wall, and he had to flee as quickly as possible.

Dewey was dragging his injured leg through the neighborhood when he turned the corner when he suddenly bumped into a woman.

The woman was startled by him, and was about to open her mouth to exclaim, when Dewey rushed forward and covered her mouth.

He was about to knock the woman unconscious, lest she reveal herself, when he suddenly heard the woman call her name.

Dewey couldn't help but pause, and after a closer look, he found that this woman was none other than Catherine, no wonder this community was so familiar.

"Is that you? I let go of my hand, you don't scream, okay? Dewey whispered.

Catherine nodded, and Dewey took his hand away and said, "Go home quickly, and don't talk about me to anyone." ”

"They're arresting you?" Catherine asked.

"You see?" Dewey asked.

"Well, when I came back, I saw a lot of police cars." Catherine said.

"It's okay, they can't catch me, I'm leaving."

Dewey waved his hand at her, dragging his injured leg to leave, Catherine looked at his leg and said, "Dewey, you are injured." Or...... Are you hiding in the house? ”

"What, aren't you afraid that I'll hurt you? As you know, it was the police who arrested me. Dewey asked with a smile.

"Don't be afraid," Catherine shook her head, "you saved my life, and you should let me repay it." ”

With Dewey's current situation, it was indeed difficult to escape the pursuit, but he was not sure if Catherine would betray him.

He looked at Catherine, and could see through the street lamp, her eyes were full of sincerity, and she secretly said in her heart, "Then bet on it." ”

"Okay, thank you. By the way, is there anyone else in your family? Dewey asked.

"No, I'm alone, sometimes my brother comes, but it's not the end of the month, and it's not yet time for him to ask me for money." Catherine said.

Dewey relieved himself and followed Catherine to her house.

When the two entered the house, there was no one inside, and Catherine said, "Go and sit down on the sofa, and I'll show you the wound." ”

Dewey sat down on the couch and took off his tactical vest and set it aside.

Catherine took out the first aid kit from the cabinet and came to him to open it, which contained all the usual medical equipment.

"Take your pants off." Catherine said.

They were all sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes, and Dewey didn't care about those subtleties, and took off his pants, revealing the wound on his left leg.

Catherine took a breath, looked at it carefully, and said, "It's still a penetrating wound, if the bullet is stuck inside, I don't have the tools here and can't get it out, so I can only go to Dr. Simon's...... Ah, how did you get this? Is it burned with fire? You're not going to be like Rambo, burned with ammo, right? ”

The imagination was rich, but she really guessed it, and Dewey nodded.

"You can't do this in the future, it's too dangerous." Catherine said.

"Don't you think I'm dangerous enough right now?" Dewey asked rhetorically with a smile.

"Yes, but you are like this, I can't stitch it for you, I'm just a nurse, and I can't handle too complicated wounds." Catherine said embarrassedly.

"It's okay, you can give me some medicine and just bandage it." Dewey said.

"Okay."

Catherine disinfected Dewey and then carefully bandaged him in a much better way than Dewey himself did - it would have been more perfect if it hadn't had the bow at the end.

"Ah, you've got a wound in your chest, take off your clothes." Catherine said.

Only then did Dewey notice that the blood had been printed in the chest that had been hit by a sniper bullet before.

He took off his shirt, and Catherine realized that not only her chest, but also her shoulders and arms were bandaged.

Catherine bandaged him and asked, "Are you all injured today?" They've been chasing you until now? ”

"Well, almost." Dewey replied.

"Why did they arrest you? Dr. Simon and I couldn't guess for a long time, but we both felt that you weren't a mafia. Catherine asked.

Dewey smiled and did not answer.

Seeing his mysterious appearance, Catherine turned her eyes and suddenly realized: "I know, you are an agent of Huaxia, just like 007, right?" ”

"You're right, I'm the big inner secret agent Zero Zero Qi, you can call me Ah Qi." Dewey deliberately teased her.