Ding Renke was very embarrassed and even ashamed, he and Lang Zhan, Lang Zhan was the one who was protected, but now, he became the object of protection. For this reason, a very ordinary gunshot fell in his ears, but it was like a thunderbolt. At this time, any action he makes may backfire, and it will affect Lang Zhan. So, he couldn't do anything but be in a hurry.

There was only less than twenty meters between Lang Zhan and Semer, and the distance of twenty meters, with the speed of the pistol, did not take 0.01 second to cross. What can you do in a fraction of a second? Nothing can be done. Since he couldn't do anything, Lang Zhan originally thought about simply letting go and carrying it with the body armor on his body. However, in the next moment, he felt the strangeness of the incoming bullet, his scalp was numb, and at the last moment, his eyes focused on the red dot in the blood-colored vision. Instinctively warned, Lang Zhan didn't dare to be careless, and as soon as his mind changed, the defensive position was immediately activated. Everything happened too fast, and when Lang Zhan activated his defensive stance, Ding Renke felt something, and his body instinctively stiffened. Ding Renke also looked at the direction of the bullet, for a moment, he saw a little firelight, and the next moment, he heard a crisp sound of "poof", Lang Zhan's body trembled, and he buried himself on the ground.

As soon as Seymer struck a blow, the whole person jumped up, and a 360° gynam in mid-air kicked out the five or six recruits who rushed towards him, and after landing, the pistol was pointed at Lang Zhan and rushed towards Lang Zhan.

Lang Zhan knelt on one knee, covered his heart with his left hand, threw away the gun with his right hand, and pulled out the sword of Damocles from his back regardless of it, and then stabbed it towards his heart.

"Captain Lang?!" Ding Ren didn't know what he wanted to do, so he asked anxiously.

"Don't get hit by him - poof!" Lang Zhan said, spurting out a mouthful of blood after finishing his words.

Ding Renke was behind Lang Zhan, and he only saw him draw his sword and stab it into his heart, but he didn't know the specific situation. Seymour stared at Lang Zhan and rushed over, but he looked carefully. Because of looking carefully, his eyebrows subconsciously raised on his originally expressionless face, and his eyes couldn't help shrinking. Lang Zhan seemed to have harmed himself, but this sword was actually very delicately pierced, and a cold light flew up, passing through the index fingers of his left hand, and just pierced the wound caused by the bullet. The sword of Damocles was extremely sharp, and except for the tip of the blade, the width of the blade at the back was much larger than the diameter of the bullet hole, so that when he stabbed it, it was equivalent to cutting the bullet hole directly. This was not the end, Lang Zhan plunged the sword of Damocles into a certain depth and then stopped suddenly, and then, with a violent shaking of his wrist, his five fingers twisted the hilt of the sword of Damocles, making it spin. During this time, his face was sweating like pulp, and the scars on his cheeks writhed violently like dying earthworms. After a while, Lang Zhan let out a roar: "Huh-" His right hand pulled out, bringing out the sword of Damocles. The sword of Damocles spun just now, and I don't know how much flesh and blood near the bullet hole was chopped, and as Lang Zhan pulled out the sword, the flesh was brought out, and a fountain effect was immediately formed—a stream of crimson erupted.

At the end of the crimson was a bullet, and against the backdrop of blood, this bullet flashed with a yellow light, and it was still spinning violently.

When Ding Renke saw this scene, he remembered something and exclaimed, "Captain Lang?!" ”

At this moment, Semer's gun rang out again, and Ding Renke heard the gunshot, subconsciously grabbed Lang Zhan's armed belt, and wanted to push him aside. "Don't move!" Lang Zhan shouted, his voice hoarse. Ding Renke hesitated slightly, his hand was light, and Lang Zhan had already rushed forward.

Lang Zhan's waist shook and he got rid of Ding Renke's control, and in the next moment, his right hand trembled, and the sword of Damocles swung forward, and the bright yellow bullet that was still spinning freely at the tip of the sword let out a "duh" and flew towards Semer.

"Bang-" The bright yellow bullet thrown out by Lang Zhan collided with the second bullet fired by Semer, and the air around him was immediately detonated, making a loud explosion sound. After the loud bang, the bullet thrown out by Lang Zhan suddenly shattered into powder, and at the same time, the second bullet fired by Seymer flashed with golden light, and in the next moment, the bullet flew straight into the sky and finally disappeared.

Seymour probably didn't expect this to happen, he stumbled, then turned and walked away, and after three or two jumps, he climbed over the fence.

"Whew!" Roaring Sky let out a bark, and his figure flashed, and he chased after him.

"Roar, come back!" Lang Zhan shouted, finished shouting, knelt on the ground again, and supported the ground with the sword of Damocles, only then did he stabilize his figure.

"Captain Lang, you don't matter, right?" Ding Renke pounced on him and asked.

Lang Zhan ignored him, but looked at the recruits standing in the distance. A few seconds later, he fell down and was snatched into his arms by Ding Renke.

"Boom-" There was an explosion that continued to sound, and it was only by this time that the * launched from the pickup truck hit the ground and exploded. Amid the explosion, there were screams, and a little later, Amur rushed with his men.

"Stop, don't blame me for being rude when you get closer," Ding Renke put his left hand around Lang Zhan's waist and helped him up, carrying a suitcase in his right hand, and shouted at Amur.

"Whew-" Roaring Heaven has returned to Lang Zhan's side, it saw Lang Zhan's miserable scene, its eyes were round, its mouth opened to reveal a mouthful of sharp teeth, its hair and beard were all open, and it looked around at everyone unkindly.

"Team Leader Ding, please don't get me wrong," Amur said to Ding Renke first, then ordered his subordinates and recruits to keep their distance, and finally picked up the walkie-talkie and called the doctor.

Forty minutes later, Zabradin returned with his men, and he was shocked to see what had happened to Lang Zhan through the window. "Why is this happening? Captain Lang doesn't matter, right? He asked Lian Chengyi and the others beside him.

The medical conditions in Tiemu Fort are really poor, and among Ding Renke and others, Ding Renke is also a medical soldier. Ding Renke and the others were not at ease with the Syrians at all now, and it was also to avoid infection, so in the room, except for Huang Langshan, he was kicked out.

Zabradin and his party were also attacked in the west of the city, but because there was no such character as Samer, it was only a false alarm. At that time, Zabradin still felt strange, but now he understands that the attack on them was simply to divert Lang Zhan's attention and make Lang Zhan and them relax their vigilance.

"Shot in the heart, what do you say?" Lian Cheng Yi replied, his expression was very unkind.

Since the establishment of the Weiyang Palace bodyguard, it is not without a record of mission failure, but in the past two or three decades, there have been few failures. The failure of the mission was nothing, what made him unacceptable was that he learned from Ding Renke that the reason why Lang Zhan was shot was related to his desire to protect Ding Renke. According to Ding Renke's statement, if Lang Zhan didn't pull him at that time, he would definitely rush forward as soon as possible, and the suitcase might not be able to block the bullet: "...... The bullet that hit Lang Zhan was very evil, and I could feel that Lang Zhan should have used a similar qigong ability at that time, but it didn't work, and it was pierced all of a sudden——"

Lang Zhan lay quietly on the bed, his eyes were wide open, and the whites of his eyes and eyes were bloodshot. Ding Renke carefully used the scalpel to cut open the clothes on his wound little by little, and the next moment, he was horrified to find that the ribs in Lang Zhan's wound had been shattered, and a bullet hole went straight to the heart, and a hole was broken in the heart.

On the table next to Ding Renke, there were several needles in the open suitcase, and on the needles, they were marked with words such as "cardiac agent", "strong analgesic", "blood coagulant", etc., Ding Renke picked up this one and thought about it and put it down, then took another one, looked at it and put it down, and soon, his face was full of sweat. He gritted his teeth, picked up the "strong analgesics", pushed it out a little first, and was about to prick Lang Zhan's wound, but heard Lang Zhan say, "Leave me alone." ”

He looked up at Lang Zhan, met a pair of blood-colored eyes, didn't feel the gaze, was surprised, and asked, "Captain Lang, are you talking?" ”

"Who else but me?" Lang Zhan said, tilting his head and sitting up.

Ding Renke was shocked, reached out to grab his shoulder, and shouted, "What are you doing?" Lie down! ”

"Don't worry, I'm fine!" Lang Zhan said, reaching out to touch his sword. Feeling empty, he asked, "Where is my sword?" ”

"I've put it on the table for you, what do you want a sword for?"

"Give it to me."

Ding Renke looked at him twice again and asked, "Captain Lang, don't be reckless." ”

"Give it to me!" Lang Zhan raised his voice.

Ding Renke walked over and handed him the sword.

Lang Zhan took it, and in Ding Renke's exclamation, he plunged his sword into the wound again. "You're crazy!" Ding Renke exclaimed and pounced.

Lang Zhan had already pulled out the sword, he put the sword in front of his eyes and looked at it, then inserted it into the scabbard, and said to Ding Renke: "Captain Lang, let Zabradin hide quickly-"

"What's wrong?"

Roaring Heaven: "Whoops! ”

Lang Zhan: "It should be my old friend who is here, is there a bandage?" Where's my tactical backpack? ”

"Yes, I'll get it for you." After Ding Renke handed him Lang Zhan's tactical backpack, he was rummaging through the bandages from the suitcase, when he suddenly felt something strange, turned around and looked up at the sky through the window. "There is a situation," he said to Lang Zhan.

Lang Zhan: "Hurry up and let Zabradin hide!" He took out a porcelain bottle from his tactical backpack, poured the powder inside on the wound, and then pulled the bandage from Ding Renke's hand and began to bandage the wound.

"I'll help you," Huang Langshan naturally took the bandage.

"Tighten up!"

Ding Renke walked to the window and said to Zabradin: "General, you take your people to hide quickly!" ”

Lian Chengyi and the others outside had also noticed something strange at this time, and they didn't wait for Zabradin's response, they set up Zabradin and left.

"What's the situation? Let me go," Zabradin struggled at first, and then was whispered by Lian Chengyi, "I'll go by myself!" After Lian Chengyi and the others let go of him, he glanced into the room with complicated eyes, and shouted to his subordinates: "Go!" "Predator-Willed Mercenary