Xue Zhihong once again felt that he had become his enemy again.

He could only look at the two who fell to the ground like a fool now, but he couldn't save them, and if he hadn't taken Rossway with him at that time, he wouldn't have come to this point.

"Mo Xian!"

Xue Zhihong really had no choice but to chant Mo Xian's name, hoping that Mo Xian would still be able to wake up.

Fortunately, they were already far away from the 176 security zone, otherwise he would definitely be able to call out to the soldiers who had just reached the top of the building.

When the soldiers climbed to the top of the building, they were already dead on the ground, and they could only watch in a daze as their brothers who had fought so hard fell to the ground without breath or heartbeat.

The soldiers could not be completely calm at this moment, and they roared loudly, as if trying to find out the sinner who killed their brother.

Just then, a soldier stepped forward.

The soldier had just taken advantage of the chaos to run away.

"The murderer is just one person, I didn't see that person's face clearly, and there are three men lying on the ground on the rest, and I have an impression of those three men."

"You remember what they look like??? A soldier stood in front of him, staring at him with a serious face.

"Hmm." The soldier replied coldly and nodded.

"Good! Let's go! The soldier took the lead and went downstairs, and there was no one to dispose of the corpse.

At this time, Xue Zhihong's side hadn't thought of any good way to treat Mo Xian, but Xiong Er had some movement.

"Uh..."

Xiong Er, who was lying on the ground, snorted, and his face was a little bloody.

Xue Zhihong heard Xiong Er's movement and got up from the ground and ran to Xiong Er's side.

He put his hands around Xiong Er and shouted, "Fatty, fat!" Wake up! ”

Xue Zhihong kept shaking Xiong Er, and Xiong Er was forced to wake up.

"Huh? What's wrong? Ah~~~It hurts~~~" Xiong Er howled when he felt the pain from the wound on his body.

At this time, Xue Zhihong noticed the gunshot wound on the inner thigh of Xiong Er, and the wound began to drip blood little by little, and he hurriedly suppressed Xiong Er.

"Don't move yet! Your injuries aren't healed yet! The bullets are still there! Xue Zhihong pointed to Xiong Er's gunshot wound.

"What? The bullets are still there? Ah~~~" Xiong Er felt a piercing pain again, and continued to scream.

"You're calm!" Xue Zhihong roared, Xiong Er was taken aback, and then calmed down a lot.

"Hurry up and help me get the bullet out!" Xiong Er gritted his teeth and said with a painful expression.

"I'm trying to figure it out! How can I get it without tools? Xue Zhihong complained.

"What tools do you want? Why don't you look for it! Xiong Er was also impatient.

At this time, Xue Zhihong was a little angry, after all, he would only save Xiong Er out of Mo Xian's relationship, and now Xiong Er is complaining about himself in turn, and no one will be willing to do it.

Xue Zhihong still suppressed the anger in his heart and replied to Xiong Er kindly.

"If you want a knife, at worst, you need a clean piece of iron."

"Can't you find these?" Xiong Er seemed a little anxious at the moment, and there was still a bullet on his inner thigh that had not been taken out.

"Where can I find it? Don't move! That bullet is near your artery, don't blame me for not warning you! Xue Zhihong pointed to the wound on the inner thigh of Xiong Er with a solemn face.

"What? Near the artery? Great arteries? Xiong Er was a little flustered when he heard this, and the whole person seemed at a loss.

"Don't worry about these for now, the most important thing now is not you, it's Mo Xian!" Xue Zhihong pointed to Mo Xian, who was lying motionless on the ground.

"Big head!" Xiong Er saw Mo Xian shouting loudly the nickname he gave Mo Xian.

"It's useless, I can't wake up, I've tried." Xue Zhihong shook his head.

"Where did he get hurt? Are you running out of bullets? "Xiong Er is more concerned about Mo Xian's injury than himself.

"The bullets have been taken out, it's..."Xue Zhihong hesitated for a moment.

"That's what you say! Come on! Xiong Er doesn't like this kind of temper.

"There is a heartbeat and no breathing..."Xue Zhihong lowered his head and whispered.

"Heartbeat, no breathing?" Xiong Er thought about it and laughed inexplicably.

"Haha! What are you afraid of! Isn't there a heartbeat that is alive, and won't he breathe when he slowly wakes up? Xiong Er laughed at Xue Zhihong.

Xue Zhihong squatted in front of Xiong Er, pinched Xiong Er's collar and roared, "Do you know what it means to not breathe? ”

Xiong Er's flustered little eyes looked around and whispered, "What does it mean?" ”

"His brain cells will die quickly, either someone else will die or he will wake up in a vegetative state, you know?" Xue Zhihong gave Xiong Er popular science.

"Oh... Correct... And then what? Xiong Er didn't seem to understand what Xue Zhihong meant.

"You... Hey..."Xue Zhihong pushed Xiong Er away.

"Uh... Don't be angry... So what now? Xiong Er comforted Xue Zhihong.

"I don't know what to do! I'm not a doctor! You find someone who knows how to ask if it's okay! Don't bother me! Xue Zhihong directly showdown and signaled Xiong Er not to disturb himself.

"You... Where can I find a knowledgeable doctor? You TM got it for me! You're so awesome! You're going to find it! Xiong Er also changed his face and said angrily.

"How could he know someone like you! Fuck off! Xue Zhihong kicked Xiong Er, and that kick directly knocked over Xiong Er, who was sitting on the ground.

Xiong Er rolled around on the ground before stopping, he grinned and held his waist and barely sat up, pointing at Xue Zhihong.

"Don't be too crazy about your shit! Beware of Lao Tzu killing you! Xiong Er gritted his teeth and said cruel words.

"You're going to kill me? Come on! You get up! Come! Kill me! Xue Zhihong provoked.

"You think I don't dare, don't you? Lao Tzu has long seen you unpleasantly! You wait! Xiong Er stood up slowly with one hand on the ground.

"Tut-tut..."

The wound on the inside of his leg made Xiong Er snort a few times, and suddenly, he felt a warm liquid flow from his inner thigh.

He couldn't help but touch it with his hand, and when he raised his hand, his face turned pale.

"Blood... Blood... My arteries are broken! Yes!!! Xiong Er opened his eyes wide and shouted.

Xue Zhihong didn't pay attention to Xiong Er, turned around and squatted beside Mo Xian to check Mo Xian.

"Why haven't you breathed yet?" Xue Zhihong pressed Mo Xian's chest a few more times.

"Ahh I'm going to die! My arteries are broken! Yes!!! Xiong Er screamed but didn't dare to move.

"Hey! Be a soldier! You can help me! Xiong Er began to beg Xue Zhihong in a serious tone.

Xue Zhihong was annoyed that Xiong Er was making a lot of noise on the side, so he shouted: "Your artery is not broken!" If it breaks, it won't be the end! Please shut up and be quiet! ”

"My artery isn't broken? Are you sure? Xiong Er's whole person was like acting, and his joys, angers, sorrows and joys walked all over his face.

"Mo Xian! Wake up! Xue Zhihong kept calling out Mo Xian's name, but Mo Xian still didn't breathe, and his heartbeat seemed to have weakened a lot.

"Or... Let me take a look? A sweet female voice came from behind the two.