Yan Feifei turned around suddenly, saw the bloody black man, and didn't know where to take out a gun and shoot it at them.

Orlando kept an eye on his surroundings, so he was able to push Yan Feifei away in time when the black man pulled out his gun.

Yan Feifei took a few steps back sharply, Orlando's strength was very good, and it allowed Yan Feifei to avoid danger, and he would not fall due to the huge impact and hurt the baby in her belly.

Yan Feifei stabilized his body, looked at Orlando, and saw that his Orlando's body shook a little.

"Orlando." Yan Feifei cried out heartbreakingly, looking at Orlando's bleeding stomach in disbelief.

"Squat."

Orlando shouted angrily, rushed quickly towards the black man, and another gunshot rang out, and Yan Feifei covered his ears and squatted down in fear.

He dodged the bullet and immediately rushed at the black man holding the gun, his long legs swept and kicked away the snatch in his hand, even if he was shot in the stomach, he still jumped up nimbly and snatched the pistol. The moment he grabbed the gun, Orlando pulled the trigger and shot the black man in the chest without hesitation.

The third gunshot rang out, and Yan Fei looked up sharply to see Orlando holding a gun in his hand, standing not far away, his tall back giving people a full sense of security.

Not knowing if there would be danger, Yan Fei stood up sharply and rushed towards Orlando.

Almost at the moment when Yan Feifei approached, Orlando's body softened, pressing more than half of his strength on Yan Feifei's body.

"O'...... Orlando. Yan Feifei's hand trembled violently, and his eyes stared at Orlando's bleeding hand.

Her hands covered his wounds, unable to contain the blood that kept pouring out.

"What to do? What to do? ”

Yan Feifei's little face was pale, his hand holding Orlando was also covered with blood, and his voice was trembling, panicked, and panicked.

Orlando's pale face looked down at Yan Feifei's pale little face, still comforting her at this moment.

"I'm fine, don't worry."

Orlando's body knelt on the ground weakly, and Yan Feifei also squatted down.

"You're all like that."

"I can't die." Orlando smiled and comforted, obviously in pain that he almost couldn't open his eyes.

"Call an ambulance, right ......"

Yan Feifei took out his mobile phone with trembling hands, his bloody hand couldn't click on the screen, wiped it on his body and continued to press.

"When the car comes, I'm afraid I'll bleed to death."

"Don't talk nonsense." Yan Feifei couldn't control it anymore and shed tears.

At this moment, she regretted why she came to Paris, why she was hungry in the middle of the night, and why she took this path.

Orlando took a deep breath, patted Yan Feifei's trembling and increasingly powerful hands, and commanded.

"Help me to the intersection car."

"Yikes! What are you doing? Fighting? A sudden sound of joy rang out. I went to look for you just now and didn't find it, so I came out...... Hey, it's so tragic! ”

Mu Sijin looked at the black people in the place and walked around.

Yan Fei turned his head and saw that it was the trench master, and shouted excitedly. "Master Trench, come here, Orlando has been shot."

"Yo, I've been shot!" Mu Sijin immediately jumped over, looked at the location of Orlando's wound, and waved his hand with a smile. "You can't die depending on the situation."

Then he picked up the big man of Orlando who was 1.9 meters tall, like a woman, and walked briskly to the intersection.

Seeing his relaxed appearance, Yan Feifei relieved himself and immediately stood up.

"Sss Yan Feifei gasped and covered his lower abdomen uncomfortably.

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