Hong Tian Ichiro laughed and walked past the corpses, a group of Japanese soldiers rushed away, Dong Si said with a hideous face: Old immortal, this is you looking for death, you dare to confront Taijun, today, Lao Tzu will cut your old man and go to pay tribute to my father.

As he spoke, he took out a dagger from his waist and cut it at Huang Degong's throat, and suddenly he only heard a snort, he felt a chill on his back, and when he turned around, he saw a young man with a full face standing behind him, and when he wanted to shout, the young man shouted: Death to the dog thief!

He shouted, the hunting knife in his hand slashed, and a stream of plasma sprayed out, Dong Si fell to the ground with his eyes open and covered his throat, spitting blood bubbles in his mouth and gurgling and blowing bubbles, after a while, his legs stretched out and died, the young man looked at Huang Degong in front of him and suddenly cried: Dad, Dad!

As he spoke, he lay on Huang Degong's corpse and cried, but then he heard a sound of footsteps, the young man's face changed and he hurriedly picked up Huang Degong's corpse and limped towards the back mountain.

The young man knew that he would definitely die in the battle with the devil at this moment, and he was injured again, and the Japanese soldiers behind him also lost patience at this moment, and shot at the young man, the young man snorted, was shot in the waist, and immediately fell to the ground, and the Japanese soldiers behind shouted: Don't let him go, kill!

For a while, five Japanese soldiers rushed over, and the young man said secretly with a burst of chagrin in his heart: I really shouldn't have come alone, this time I was really going to die at the hands of the devil.

A Japanese soldier stabbed the young man's chest with a bayonet, how to avoid the young man's body with Huang Degong, and suddenly only heard five sneering sounds, the five Japanese soldiers snorted and fell to the ground one by one, but what fell to the ground was a bloody pebble, the steel helmets of the five Japanese soldiers were actually pierced by five stones, and the young man who watched was stunned and said: Is it Brother Zhao! But I heard a soft sigh and said: I knew that you would run over alone, Brother Huang, he really died.

Zhao Jie looked at Huang Degong lying on the ground with an angry face, Zhao Jie suddenly saw Huang Degong's eyes open slightly, and suddenly said with joy in his heart: Fortunately, there is still a breath, Jiasheng, you give me a warning, I will give your old man a try, can he be saved.

For Zhao Jie, as long as the person is not completely dead, as long as there is a breath, he is still somewhat sure of saving this person. This is also the most basic treatment method for special forces, but Zhao Jie has learned more than ordinary special forces.

Huang Jiasheng was dumbfounded and said: You, you mean that my father is still alive, but, but he has obviously lost his breath.

Zhao Jie scolded: Lao Tzu said that your old man is still alive, don't give me nonsense, be alert!

Zhao Jie said that he was busy using wood energy to transfer it to Huang Degong's body, in fact, Huang Degong was indeed out of breath, but his consciousness still knew that when Zhao Jie came, his desperate heart had the hope of living again, and because of this, his eyelids jumped, which is also a survival instinct, but Zhao Jie has an extremely unnatural wood energy, which can quickly treat the wounded, and at the same time can save the person who is on the verge of death, and the heart that stopped beating continues to beat under the energy of Zhao Jie. The blood lymphatic system is working again, and even the blackened hands and feet have gradually returned to red, and Huang Jiasheng, who was watching, was stunned and said secretly: Is Brother Zhao the reincarnation of a god, and he can actually save my father from death.

Zhao Jie actually can't say it, his own energy is not too much, plus he consumed a lot before, and now in order to save Huang Degong, it can be said that a lot of wood energy is consumed, and if the Japanese come over at this moment, it will be really difficult to deal with. But when he heard Huang Degong cough a few times, two mouthfuls of black blood spurted out of his mouth, he slowly opened his eyes and said: I, am I not dead, how can I still be alive cough cough, it is you again, Brother Zhao saved me.

Zhao Jie smiled weakly and said with a wry smile: Don't talk nonsense, Lao Tzu is also tired and half dead, we must leave immediately, otherwise the Japanese will come, and it will be really difficult to deal with it.

Zhao Jie stood up from the ground with difficulty, Huang Degong's pale face showed a trace of bitterness and said: No matter what, I will never forget the grace of saving my life, from now on, my Huang Degong's life is yours, Brother Zhao!

Huang Degong's eyes showed a hint of heat, and Zhao Jie smiled bitterly after hearing it: Okay. Don't talk about that, wait until everyone gets out of here alive.