Wen Cheng threw out a porcelain ball, and with a pounce, all the red light in the hall was extinguished, followed by an uproar, and the ordnance dogs drooped down one after another.

Wen Cheng quickly rushed to the girl and held her steady, brushing away her wet bangs that had been twisted into several strands.

"Brother Wen Cheng......"

"Get out, you need healing." Wen Cheng held down several wounds on Wen Zhu's abdomen, and blood continued to flow from his fingers.

"Back!" Wen Zhu was shocked.

I could only hear a swishing sound behind my ears, and the cool feeling of sticking to the skin came from the jaws.

Wen Cheng clenched his fists, carved four light patterns on his arm in an instant, and shouted with his backhand, "The magic bullet is made!"

One mechanical dog fell, and the second followed, Wen Cheng went up and grabbed the mechanical dog's neck, and exhaled a white light to scorch it through.

There was a red light in front of him, and Wen Cheng called out a spatial shield from his palm and pressed it to the ground.

When he came back to his senses, he found that the girl had knelt on the ground, her lips were as white as pieces of paper, and her eyes had a complicated smile, he squatted down and took off his sweatshirt, tore open the T-shirt and tore it into strips to tightly tie Wenzhu's waist, and then wrapped his two knees well, and the spread of blood red was suppressed, and then wiped the blood from the corner of Wenzhu's mouth with a rag, and wrapped the sweatshirt around the girl.

Although the Heroic Spirit has a human body, it has a lot of powerful muscles and physical strength, and even so, Wen Zhu's injuries can completely cause mortals to die countless times.

Wen Cheng looked at Wen Zhu's calm eyes and found that her physical signs had slowly recovered to 10%! And the limbs and joints seem to be healing on their own, and after a while, they are already flexible! Wen Cheng was stunned, at least for now, he couldn't be sure what was going on, was it the commonality of the heroic spirits? Is it her own resilience?

Looking back, there was already a dark red outside the shield.

There are a total of 100 meters to escape from here to the gate, and there are four shields left, and if you use the remaining four pulse bombs to cover it, you can get breathing space as long as you take advantage of the interval to sprint for a full twenty meters.

No, respite is the next policy, in the state of Wenzhu, the longer it takes, the closer it will be to the Ghost Gate, and here it is the closest route to the south to the committee......

"Oops!" Wen Cheng was shocked.

"What's wrong?" Wenzhu, who didn't say a word, made a slight sound.

"The committee's treatment equipment requires the highest clearance to enter......" Moon Seung began to bite his nails.

"Brother Wen Cheng, you don't need treatment," Wen Zhu smiled, "That's it, it's good for the folk girl to take a rest, and I will continue to help you investigate."

"Silly boy, don't talk." Wen Cheng pinched her little mouth and closed it tightly, the girl was startled, but she was also weak and had no time to dodge, and smirked stunned.

If it is troublesome to go to the hospital, there must be ambulance facilities on the first floor of the committee, but I am not familiar with the internal structure at all, so is it difficult to ask Liu Zhen to send a medical team over?

Wen Cheng suddenly smiled and said, "Sacred Heart Church."

「……？」 Wen Zhu muttered, and his small mouth was still pinched by him.

"Wen Zhu," Wen Cheng put down his hand, took her shoulder, and said, "I'll take you to treatment now......

"Don't, don't, the folk girl won't give up her duty!" Wenzhu shook his head desperately and staggered to his feet.

"When is it your duty?!"

Wen Zhu blushed and looked to the side.

"Listen," Wen Cheng said, holding her shoulders, "Wen Zhu, listen to my arrangement from now on, huh?"

The girl suddenly softened and bit her lip in agreement.

After the new plan was formulated, after going out from the west gate, the girl who took a taxi and was tightly wrapped in a sweatshirt would not be seen by the driver.

All that remains is the 100 meters from inside the house to the outside of the courtyard.

Not to mention the pile of mechanical wreckage in front of you, the fire network alone is a headache. The shield can last for two minutes, Wen Zhu's physical signs returned to 15% and then stopped recovering, his physical signs are very abundant, but there are still 70% left in the circuit, Wen Cheng smashed down a machine gun of an ordnance dog, the machine gun sank like a large dumbbell, Wen Cheng lifted it hard and then clamped the basketball drum under his armpit, and it took dozens of seconds to find the trigger in the side and back position.

While Wen Cheng pondered the machine gun, the girl quietly took off Wen Cheng's backpack, carried it on her own, picked up the short sword under her feet and retracted the scabbard, and picked up the fire gun in the corner and returned it to her body.

The shield could last for half a minute, the blue light was gradually dimming and shattering, and Wen Cheng raised his machine gun and began to strafe.

"Da da da ......" is a one-way sound, and the bullets fired from the barrier draw a circle around the floor, although it didn't hit many armor dogs, but it raised a puff of gunsmoke, covering the two of them firmly.

You're all set. Wen Cheng threw down the machine gun and called for a pulse bomb, he pointed to Wen Zhu at the stairs in the doorway, then took her hand and said, "Are you ready?"

Wen Zhu bit his lip and nodded vigorously.

"Run!"

Wen Zhu was much faster than him, even if he was injured, he could be several steps ahead of him, Wen Zhu slowed down, but Wen Cheng pushed her forward, reflexively throwing a porcelain ball like a baseball player.

The shadow of the jaws flickered through the smoke of gunpowder, followed by the clatter of holding the porcelain ball, and the jaws jumped to the corner, and after a poof, the eyes flashed red.

"Dada-da-da!" Bullets flew through my ears.

The two arrived at the steps, Wen Cheng stumbled and rolled to the bottom of the steps, Wen Zhu called out the fire gun again, a white cloud floated up, the broken lead bullet and the copper bullet collided out of thin air, the silent gap was cracked in the rain of bullets, and Wen Cheng immediately called for the porcelain ball to be placed on the ground. The spherical shield covers the inclined steps, and the bottom of the sphere is jagged along the steps.

Anyway, it's already outside, and when you look up, you can see the brightly lit skyscrapers around you and the half-cloudy and half-sunny first quarter moon in the sky.

Listening to the sound of ......the gear snapping in the building gradually moving away, Wen Cheng breathed a sigh of relief.

If it was outside, it would be much safer, and the enemy would not dare to open fire with great fanfare. If you're lucky, the mechanical dogs should all be returned to the building.

Coming back to their senses, the two were once again surrounded by a circle of red.

"It seems that there is only a pincer-mouthed mechanical dog outside," Wen Cheng sat calmly on the steps and pressed his brow, "This way, the difficulty is much lower."

After Wen Zhu sat down beside him, Wen Cheng reached out and went around the backpack behind the girl and took out the light pattern gun, which was his most cost-effective means of attack.

"Brother Wen Cheng, let the folk girl come, I won't let you down." Wen Zhu carefully pounded the chamber of the gun with a strip.

"No, you have a good rest." Wen Cheng couldn't help frowning when he looked at Wen Zhu's physical signs in the lenses at 15%.

If the self-healing that the girl showed just now surprised him, it seems that this threshold of physical strength cannot be passed now.

In any case, she had to go to Catherine's as soon as possible, for it was ten o'clock in the evening, and the blonde Templar sister never answered the phone, for the aristocratic routine had already put her to sleep, and time was passing fast.

That's right, it's still not about destroying, it's about escaping.

Wen Cheng looked at the black iron door in the distance, but found that the mechanical dog was attached to it like an ant colony.

On the retreat route to the west, with the sound of glass breaking, street lamps are rapidly extinguishing.

The dark barrier gradually spread, engulfing the two of them.