Luo Lin slammed the steering wheel with both hands, dodging the necessary penetration of the bullet. And the accelerator under his feet never loosened, and the tires left deep friction marks on the road.

"But sister-in-law, you have to remember that everyone has their own beliefs and pursuits."

"The captain wants to protect the whole family and protect you."

"Now that the captain is not here, those of us who are subordinates and comrades-in-arms naturally want to help the captain protect everything he wants to protect."

Luo Lin's face showed a wanton and arrogant smile.

This presumptuous smile added a bit of uninhibited and handsome air to Luo Lin.

"Sister-in-law, if you really want me to be good, don't speak, protect yourself, and minimize the danger to yourself."

Luo Lin endured the sharp pain in his left hand, his eyes fixed on the front and the rearview mirror. With his right hand, he let go of the steering wheel and took out a dagger tied to his calf, instantly cutting through the co-pilot's leather seat.

After the cut, the knife turned beautifully seven hundred and twenty degrees in Luo Lin's hand, and was thrown back by Luo Lin, and the knife fell on the back seat of the car for people to step on.

"You keep the knife, you can save your life if necessary." Even if Luo Lin can't bear it, he must let Moran Ember protect himself. Even if it's killing someone, he won't hesitate to do it.

It's just that this bloodshed has never appeared in my sister-in-law's life, and I don't know if she can bear it.

But now is a critical juncture, whether you can bear it or not, the most important thing is to survive in the world.

Luo Lin leaned over, took out a bag of medical supplies from the seat of the co-pilot with her right hand, and threw it directly back.

"Medical kit, with it."

Moran Ember endured the dizziness and shook his head, holding the dagger tightly in his right hand and holding the medical bag in his arms with his left hand. For a while, I couldn't take care of the wound on my forehead.

The red blood from the wound on his forehead flowed more cheerfully. The blood that stained half of his face reddened ran from his cheek to his neck and then into his coat.

The white shirt was stained red with blood, and blood flowers bloomed.

Moran Ember let go of his grip on the cushion of the chair and picked up the dagger and medical kit. But because of the sudden sharp turn of the car, there was no time to react, and the whole person rolled directly from the seat to the bottom, and slammed his head on the pedal.

It was dark in front of me, and I almost fainted.

"Damn, I got a flat tire." Luo Lin knew that the group of people would burst the tires of the car sooner or later, and she had already tried hard to avoid the car. But that's just a moment's delay.

Luo Lin was on the 'last ride' of the car, quickly flattened the car, and arrived at the corner of the small alley.

Then Luo Lin quickly got out of the car, endured the pain in his left shoulder, and opened the rear door. Looking at Moran Ember curled up in pain, his heart was full of anxiety.

"Sister-in-law." Luo Lin glanced at the two cars that had stopped not far from them, and through the open door, he kept an eye on the tires of the car in front.

A wisp of breeze blew away, blowing away the cold sweat on Luo Lin's forehead.

After a gunfire broke the calm of the small alley, the sound of cars braking sharply and things rolling down resounded throughout the alley.

Luo Lin breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and quickly carried Mo Lan Ember on his shoulders and helped Mo Lan Ember get out of the car.

"You don't care about me, you go first."

Moran Ember knew exactly how bad his condition really was. She had already been affected by the explosion and had only been in a hospital bed for a day. Her body was already sore, and she had just hit her head on the glass.

And the glass was half shattered a second before she hit it because the car hit the streetlight.

She was completely headfirst on the sharp glass.